Mr. Huo looked back and found a messenger sitting there on the windowsill. The style of the clothes was obviously different from other embroidered clothes. Looking closely at the patterns on it, it turned out to be dark golden.

"Golden medal embroidery clothes!" Mr. Huo's pupils shrank sharply. His identity naturally knew the reputation of the gold medal embroidery clothes.

"I came to you this time to ask you a few questions, and I hope you can cooperate." Zuan seemed to be talking about something ordinary.

Mr. Huo was happy: "You ask me and you want to answer?"

If ordinary people are indeed afraid of embroidered messengers, but his existence is destined to wander on the edge of darkness and supported by the King of Yan, how could he be afraid?

"This is just to inform you that you have no right to refuse." Zuan looked at several other embroidered messengers, and his expressions changed constantly at this time, but except for coma, everything else was normal, and he seemed to be dreaming, and it was a nightmare.

Mr. Huo laughed, as if he had heard some big joke: "You should have taken action with them just now, maybe I might have fallen."

Now one-on-one, he is not afraid of anyone, not to mention that the guy in front of him doesn’t seem to have much fluctuation in his energy, and he should be weak in the gold medal embroidery suit.

"No need." Zuan said lightly. In fact, it was mainly because he wanted to experience the other party's mental attack so as not to encounter an expert in this field in the future. In addition, he wanted to know whether the other party had the ability to subdue the seventh gold medal.

"Arrogant!" As soon as Mr. Huo finished speaking, the pattern on his forehead suddenly became alive, forming a vertical eye, looking at Zuan with a strange light.

Zuan felt a flash in front of him. There was no longer an antique environment like Ruyifang. There were tall buildings around him. The road was full of various types of cars, and there were also subway light rails driving in the distance from time to time.

Pedestrians are frigid, women dress coolly and fashionablely, men... well, they don't pay attention to dressing up.

There are various celebrity advertisements on the electronic screens of the mall building not far away, and the little dragon girl he liked the most in his previous life...

This dream is really amazing, can it even be created?

Zuan sighed: "This world is really nostalgic. If I hadn't prepared in advance, I might have been completely lost here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he drew his sword, waved it, and a burst of sword energy slashed out. The whole world in front of him began to shatter, and then the quaint Ruyi Square appeared again in front of him.

At the same time, Mr. Huo's eyes were full of horror. He covered the eyes on his forehead, and blood flowed out of his fingers. His other hand pointed at Zuan tremblingly: "You...who are you?"

The power of the sword just now directly destroyed the dream he created. What kind of cultivation is this? When did the Golden Medal Embroidered Clothes have such ability?

Zuan bounced his finger directly, and several powerful energy hit Mr. Huo, completely suppressing him: "Now I'm asking you."

"I don't know what to say."

“Yiku Experience Card!”

...

After a while, Zuan asked again: "What about now?"

"If you don't say it, you won't say it!" Unexpectedly, Mr. Huo's attitude became more and more tough, "Come again if you have the ability!"

Zuan's expression suddenly became very strange. Looking at this guy's gradually enjoying expression, was he holding on or looking for - Ri?

Thinking of what he did to those little girls on weekdays, a hint of disgust flashed across Zuan's face.

No longer release the library experience card, I raised my hand, and a small black hole appeared in the palm of my hand: "For the last chance, if I don't say it, I will suck your whole body's strength and throw you on the street."

Feeling the suction force of his palm, a trace of fear flashed across Mr. Huo's face: "I said, I said!"

In this world, nothing is more important than cultivation. Cultivation has its own golden house, and practice has its own beauty...

Once he becomes a useless person, the King of Yan will definitely abandon him. In addition, the enemies he has formed over the years will be worse than death.

More importantly, after experiencing the scenery on the top of the mountain, one is unwilling to stay at the foot of the mountain.

Seeing the other party staring at him coldly, Mr. Huo swallowed his saliva and said quickly: "The seventh gold medal is to check the military supplies of the King of Yan's Mansion. The King of Yan wishes to get rid of it quickly."

"Military supply of the Yan Prince's Mansion?" Zu An was shocked. No wonder the seventh gold medal was so serious. It was related to the vassal king. He did not dare to report it casually before he had no evidence, "Be more specific!"

Once he spoke, Mr. Huo no longer had his previous concerns: "In recent years, King Yan secretly raised some private soldiers and many experts on the Internet. In order to do this, he secretly did business with the demon clan, smuggled the imperial military supplies and some controlled items to the demon clan to make money and precious ores, medicinal materials, etc. Some time ago, the seventh gold medal seemed to have found some clues. King Yan was furious about this and said that he must be eliminated."

Zuan suddenly realized that in Yunzhong County, he found out that the Pegasus Chamber of Commerce had the shadow of the King of Yan.

Now based on various information, the smuggling industries in Yunzhong County were all from the King of Qi. The King of Yan wanted to use a knife to kill people, squeeze out the King of Qi's power, and replace it himself, but he was about to succeed and was destroyed by himself. No wonder he held a grudge against me so much.

As for the seventh gold medal, it must be terrifying to find these. After all, the vassal kings are familiar with foreign countries and raise private soldiers, which is clearly suspected of being prepared to rebel. Therefore, he did not dare to make a statement before finding the evidence. Otherwise, a false accusation of the vassal king would be a disaster for raiding the family and exterminating the clan.

Unfortunately, I never expected that King Yan would take the initiative first!

"How many private soldiers did the King of Yan raise?" Zuan continued to ask.

Mr. Huo shook his head: "I don't know, these are top secrets. I, a guest official, can not get much information."

"I don't know if it's true or not?" Zuan used the Taotie Tianshou to come near his head.

Feeling that his cultivation level was about to break out of his body, Mr. Huo was shocked: "I really don't know, but I know that King Yan has an account book with smuggling from the demon clan and some relevant personnel registration records."

"Where is the account book?"
Chapter completed!