Mo Yu asked, "Why do you have to fold your sleeves and open your mouth?"

Zhou Tong said: "Because no one will believe that Chen Changsheng colluded with the Demon Clan, the death of that Lishan disciple can only make people doubt this, and it is not enough to shake people's beliefs, unless they fold their sleeves and admit what they have done." ”

As the youngest dean of the National Education Academy in history, in the eyes of many people, Chen Changsheng is very likely to become the next master of the palace. The next generation of Pope - there is no brighter future in this world, and it is impossible for the demons to give better conditions, so naturally he has no reason to betray the human race and collude with the demons to do those things.

Mo Yu was silent for a while and asked, "Do you believe it?"

No matter how the entire continent evaluates Zhou Tong, no matter how cruel and terrible Zhou Tong's methods are, everyone admits that Zhou Tong is unparalleled in the world in terms of trial cases.

"It's never important to believe or not, it's the evidence that matters. Zhou Tong said: "So I will give that wolf boy another month, in fact, that month is also for myself." ”

Mo Yu looked at his calm eyes and asked, "Even if the military has a lot of opinions about this?"

The corners of Zhou Tong's lips twitched slightly, so he smiled and said, "Do you think I care about this?"

Mo Yu sneered and said, "I've always wondered what else you care about besides Niangniang." ”

Zhou Tong didn't answer this somewhat disrespectful remark, and instead said: "Actually, I still care about some very interesting people and things, such as the dead disciple of Lishan, if I am not sure that he is really dead, I would like him to be my successor." ”

Mo Yu's expression was slightly different, and he asked, "Why?"

"I rarely see people who are so cruel to themselves, they can be so cruel to themselves, and they have no love for the world, and this is the prerequisite for being my successor. ”

Of course, Zhou Tong has no love for this world, not even a trace of kindness: "And Liang Xiaoxiao's judgment of the general trend and the deduction of the situation are very accurate, he knows very well that even his own death is not enough to drag Chen Changsheng and Folding Sleeves into the abyss, so in the dying performance outside Zhou Garden, he very clearly divided Lishan and Kyoto into two lines, and the framing of Chen Changsheng and Folding Sleeves was just a convenient one, the target he really wanted to deal with was Lishan, Su Li, and of course, the little girl named Qijian." ”

Hearing this, Mo Yu suddenly felt that his body became a little cold, it turned out that Zhou Tong knew everything, everything was very clear, he knew that Qijian was Su Li's daughter, knew the grudge in Liang Xiaoxiao's heart, and knew that this qiē was a conspiracy.

"So you know everything......" she stared into Zhou Tong's eyes.

Zhou Tong ignored him and continued: "Many people need Chen Changsheng to collude with the demon clan, and Liang Xiaoxiao used the last form of the Lishan Sword to kill himself, which is really remarkable. ”

Mo Yu said: "Then what do you think? Didn't you say that you value evidence the most?"

Zhou Tong was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "Chen Changsheng's teacher is Ji Daoren, what is the relationship between Ji Dao and the black robe, no one knows, so why is it impossible for Chen Changsheng to collude with the demon clan? And Chen Changsheng is still alive now, since Zhou Yuan has been destroyed, so many people at the main gate have not seen him, so how did he leave Zhou Yuan? Don't forget it, only the black robe knows where Zhou Yuan's other gate is."

Mo Yu was silent for a long time, and then said, "It turns out that you are really suspicious of him. ”

Zhou Tong stood up, walked to the door of the main hall, looked at the stars in the night dome, and said: "Liang Xiaoxiao's accusation with death is very powerful, it just so happens that there are many people in Kyoto who need Chen Changsheng to collude with the demons, and it just so happens that Chen Changsheng can leave Zhou Yuan shows that he may collude with the demons, so of course I want to know if he has colluded with the demons." ”

Mo Yu walked up behind him and said with a hint of warning, "His Holiness the Pope will trust him. ”

Zhou Tong's expression suddenly became a little weird, and he said, "If the Pope still insists on trusting him in this situation, then is the Pope no longer trustworthy?"

Mo Yu suddenly felt that the gloomy aura overflowing from the ground in the courtyard in front of her came here, and the air around her body became extremely cold, she didn't know what else to say in this situation.

"You should find out what the mother thinks first. ”

"So, what do you think?"

Zhou Tong held his hands and looked at the night sky, his voice was faint like the air after rain, his thin body looked a little depressed in the night, and he really looked like a sad poet.

"What do I think of what?"

"Thoughts on Chen Changsheng. ”

"Do you want to die?" Mo Yu shouted angrily.

Zhou Tong's expression did not change in the slightest, and he said calmly: "The news that Chen Changsheng was still alive came back to Kyoto that day, and I heard that the flowers in the orange orchard bloomed overnight, it seems that you are really in a good mood." ”

The anger in Mo Yu's eyes turned into killing intent.

Zhou Tong didn't turn around, seemingly unaware of her gaze.

Mo Yu left, and Zhou Tong began to take a walk.

The whole of Kyoto and even the whole continent knew that Zhou Tong had no hobbies, except for walking and personally torture.

He is strict with others, even stricter with himself, never indulges in sensuality, and has no experience of wandering, even when he was a young man. He lives an extremely regular and rigorous life, which can also be said to be boring and monotonous. Of course, he also wrote poems, wrote poems of grief and indignation for the country, he also wrote chapters, wrote old Cheng to seek the country's strategy, his life was like a great Confucian, he was definitely not a slanderer in front of the Holy Queen Niangniang, but a courtier, and he was the most honest official in the history of the Great Zhou Dynasty, because he was never short of money, and because no one dared to bribe him.

Fifteen black three-headed dogs were raised in Zhou Garden. This kind of powerful demon beast that can only be found in the depths of the Demon Domain, has a deformed and terrifying appearance and extremely powerful reconnaissance ability and combat ability, and the flowing black saliva can corrode the hardest metal, probably because of this, Master Zhou Tong was not corrupted by money - the bribe giver has no way to get close to his apartment, and if he tries to sneak into Zhou Yuan to bribe him, it will become food for these black three-headed dogs, and in the grass and woods around the residence, who knows how many human bones there are.

In the middle of the night, more than a dozen three-headed dogs stood in the night, their black and shiny skin illuminated by the starlight with a strange feeling, and under the minions of these black demon dogs was a dungeon.

Folded sleeves were locked in this dungeon, fifty-five extremely thin metal chains passed through his body, and the ****'s skin was full of blood, dried or bloody, and in many places you could even see Sensen's white bones.

I don't know how long it took, but he woke up, felt the breath coming from outside the vent, looked up with some difficulty, looked at the place, and breathed several times.

There is a little bit of the night sky visible with a few stars. He opened his eyes and looked there, looking a little greedy. And in fact, he can't see anything at all now.

The depths of his eyes were a lemon color.

It was the color of the peacock feather's toxin mixed with the blood.

Somewhat sour.

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(After a busy day, I didn't stop changing, I really ...... Terrific. ）