The more the empress thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong!

Situ Shisan said from the side:

"Why don't you make a call and ask? It's been so long and there's no news at all. Something must have happened!"

"Um!"

The empress nodded, took out her cell phone, and called Nishang.

Soon, the call was connected!

As a result, before the empress could speak, the voice of a rough old man singing loudly came from the phone:

"The Kingdom of Rakshasa is twenty-six thousand miles eastward, passing through the yellow mud land three inches across the sea of ​​​​Qichong, only for there to be a river.

Mahu…”

The empress and Situ Shisan were stunned at that time!

I called Nishang, but the person who answered the phone was a man, and he was also a psycho. What kind of song was he singing?

"Who are you? Why is Nishang's cell phone in your hand?"

The empress asked coldly.

Jizo’s singing voice on the other end of the phone didn’t stop at all:

"Shili Huachang has a famous name. She has two ears next to her shoulders and three holes in her nose. She turns her butt before saying a word. She squats in her nest to lay eggs every day. For most of her life, the old fan thought she was a chicken. That Mahu

If you don’t know he is a donkey, then the bird doesn’t know he is a chicken..."

The empress finally realized that something was wrong. Nishang was the strongest among all the people she sent to the Trouble Sect territory.

But now Nishang's cell phone is in the hands of a psycho.

In addition, Nishang and all the people sent to the Troublemaker's territory, no news has come back!

The empress realized that something might have happened to Nishang and others!

"After all, I still underestimate the mischief-maker!"

The empress hung up the phone and said with an extremely gloomy face:

"It seems that the Naughty Gate has made Gang City, Cloud City, Jiang City and Wushuang City into a monolithic structure. On the surface, the door is open to everyone. In fact, everyone who enters the four cities is under the surveillance of the Naughty Gate!"

"Since Nishang and others were all killed or captured, why didn't the Naughty Sect launch an attack on the Tianting organization?" Situ Shisan asked doubtfully.

The empress was stunned for a moment, then her expression changed drastically and she said:

"It's broken. Nishang and the others have disguised themselves, so the Troublemakers don't even know that they are from the Heavenly Organization. But I called this number and asked why Nishang's cell phone was in the hands of the psycho who was singing. It was tantamount to exposing Nishang.

His identity is equivalent to telling the troublemakers that those people in Nishang were sent by me."

Situ Shisan's expression suddenly changed: "Are you saying that the Naughty Sect will take revenge on us next?"

"Definitely, but due to the rules set by Pluto at the summit, the Troublemaker Sect will definitely not invade the territory with an army, because this will destroy many shops!" the empress said solemnly.

"Then what method will the Naughty Sect choose to retaliate against us?" Situ Shisan asked.

The Empress did not answer because she had no idea how the Naughty Sect would take revenge on the Heavenly Organization.

And now over there in the capital!

Long Wu thought about it and decided to call the eight dead men and ask them why they hadn't sent back any news for so long and why the four cities in the Naughty Gate didn't fall into chaos due to poisoning!

then!

Long Wu called the "White Army" among the eight dead soldiers.

After the call was connected, the tone-deaf singing voice of a pornographic film director came from the phone:

"The steamed buns are so precious. Chicken dung is chewed up. Everyone is drunk in the hot pot barbecue in the toilet. When I wake up, I take a lick. Damn it, so heartless..."

The corner of Long Wu's mouth twitched: "Bai Jun, why are you so crazy? And what kind of song are you singing? The lyrics are so heavy."

Porn film director: "You haven't heard of "Su Muzhe"?"

Long Wuyi was stunned: "No, your voice... you are not Bai Jun, who are you?"

Porn director: "I am Uncle Wang next door, your biological father. Come on, call me daddy!"

Long Wu's face instantly turned as gloomy as blood: "Bai Jun is dead?"

Porn director: "It's been almost a month since he died, and the grass has sprouted on his grave. Do you need me to tell you where he is buried?"

Long Wu hung up the phone directly. Since Bai Jun was dead, Fengyang, who was in the same group as Bai Jun, was probably in danger too!

Long Wu called Tianhai from another group.

Porn director: "Hey, it's me again!"

Click!

Long Wu hung up the phone. Since Tianhai's cell phone was in the hands of that lunatic, Lao Fan, who was in the same group as Tianhai, was probably dead too!

So Long Wu called the other two groups of people, and without exception, all the people who answered the phone were pornographic film directors!

"It's so evil. How did the Naughty Sect know that I sent people to the Naughty Sect's territory? And I sent 8 dead soldiers, divided into 4 groups, and went to the 4 cities of the Naughty Sect respectively, but there was no big trouble at all.

He died. Obviously, the eight dead men were discovered as soon as they entered the territory of the Naughty Sect. Is the intelligence capability of the Naughty Sect so powerful? Or is there an undercover agent of the Naughty Sect in the Long family? But the people who know about this matter, except me and 8

There is only one dead man, the Man with a Thousand Faces. Could it be that the Man with a Thousand Faces is an undercover agent? No, it’s impossible, it’s absolutely impossible. How did the Troublemaker know?”

Countless question marks appeared on Long Wu's forehead!

Just when Long Wu was confused, 35 masters who had absorbed dragon veins and luck were having a meeting in Tianmen's secret lair.

"Hua Qiluo has been in Hong Kong City for 22 days. There has been no news. There must have been an accident!"

"With Hua Qiluo's speed, no one on Magma Island can catch up with her, not even the Empress or the Dragon Saint. Moreover, Hua Qiluo is not weak, so nothing should happen!"

"The trick-or-treating sect is too mysterious. If Hua Qiluo's identity is revealed and Hua Qiluo is tricked into it, then no matter how fast Hua Qiluo is or how strong she is, it will be of no use."

"If Hua Qiluo is trapped, she should call us for help!"

"It's useless for us to speculate here, let's call her and ask!"

"Huang Quan, you fight!"

The young man known as Huang Quan nodded, took out his mobile phone, and called Hua Qiluo!

Soon, the call was connected!

"Hua Qiluo, you..."

When Huang Quan saw that the call was connected, he breathed a sigh of relief and was about to ask Hua Qiluo what happened when he heard a man's voice coming from the phone:

"The owner of the phone number you dialed is dead. If you need anything to find her, please call her contact information in the underworld. To inquire about the cause of death of Hua Qiluo, please press 1. To check Hua Qiluo's contact information in the underworld, please press 2..."

"Who are you?"

Huang Quan interrupted the porn director and asked coldly.

Porn director: "If you want to inquire about my identity, please kill me because I won't tell you!"

Huang Quan hung up the phone, looked at the other 34 people with a gloomy face, and said:

"Hua Qiluo should be in bad luck!"

All 34 people heard the porn director’s voice, and they also concluded that Hua Qiluo was probably dead!

In fact, they didn't know that Hua Qiluo was not dead, and Hua Qiluo also wanted to call them for help.

It was just that when Hua Qiluo escaped on the first floor of the underground building, her nightgown was shattered and her mobile phone fell.
Chapter completed!