"You... aren't trying to trick me, are you!" Zhao Yun glanced at Mozi.
"Do I have that much free time?" Mozi smiled.
"This is only part of it, there are still many that have not been discovered," Huanmeng whispered, "Except for Yang Xuanzong, the headmaster of Tianzong, anyone in Tianzong may be a spy, including your master Yunyan."
"What I'm curious about is how you found out." Zhao Yunhuan looked at everyone.
"Have you ever heard of the Immortal Demon King?" Mozi took a sip of wine.
"The overlord of the Demon Realm in the barbaric era is known to all the world." Zhao Yundao said.
"There are nine great demon generals under the Demon King, and my Demon family is the inheritance of the ninth demon general." Demon son said slowly, telling the ancient story of the demon realm, "The ninth demon general is the only female demon general.
The one with the lowest moral conduct and the weakest combat power focuses on the intelligence network. After the death of the Demon Lord, the nine demon generals fought in a melee. The Demon Realm fell apart. Generation after generation, it gradually declined. At this point, only the inheritance of the five lines is left. What the Demon family inherited is the intelligence network.
Although it has declined, its foundation still exists. When Tianzong was first established, two of the nine deputy heads were members of my Demon Family, and no one knows it yet."
"Awesome!"
This time, it was Zhao Yun who grinned and clicked his tongue.
It’s no wonder that the Demon family knows many things very well, and just one line of inheritance can crush them to death. Even before Daxia has been established, the Demon family’s intelligence network is already deeply rooted, and the benefits and disadvantages involved can be imagined.
Fortunately, he hid deep enough and was a latecomer to Tianzong, otherwise he would have been investigated and eliminated.
"Be careful with Linglong." Huanmeng warned, "She is now in charge of the Daxia Long Dynasty's intelligence network. As Daxia Hongyuan's disciple, you should be aware of her methods."
"Thanks for the reminder." Zhao Yun continued to read the ancient scrolls.
There is no need for Huanmeng to say that he will also be wary of Linglong. Even if he talks and laughs on weekdays, if it really involves the politics of Tianzong and the royal family, he, a little shrimp, may be cannon fodder at any time. The Great Xia Long Dynasty has a vast territory and there is no shortage of geniuses.
, compared with the interests of the dynasty, everything is just a cloud.
"The sincerity of my Demon family is enough." Demon Zi smiled at Zhao Yun.
"Enough, enough." Zhao Yun said, taking out a pile of charms.
If the other party is sincere, he can't hide it.
r Seeing this, the four people present, including Makozi, all twitched, this must be a damn talisman! Where did this thing come from so many talismans? If they said they bought it, they wouldn't really believe it.
"Are you still a Talisman Master?" Huan Meng asked in shock.
"Look at me now. Are you handsome again?" Zhao Yun straightened his collar meaningfully.
"What a talent."
Huan Meng clicked his tongue, he is an weapon refiner and a talisman master, he is so capable of resisting attacks, he has super learning ability, his talents are terrifying, he is a monster that defies heaven!
"You... finally did something human." Mozi said earnestly.
"Since you praise me so much, I will give you an extra treasure." Zhao Yun brought out a piece of Purple Tears Weapon Crystal, which was as big as a watermelon.
"I'll go." The two old men were no longer calm and stared at each other.
It's not that I haven't seen the Purple Tears Soldier Crystal before. It's the first time I've seen such a big Purple Tears Soldier Crystal. Where did this guy find it? It's such a big piece that you can't even buy with money. Only a fool would sell it.
"Hmm. Eye-catching."
The devil also realized it, and he picked up his magic sword and put it on the table with a clang. The meaning was obvious: Mr. Ji, if you don't mind, please help me temper my weapon!
In this way, you can do another human thing.
He realized it, and so did the two old men and Huan Meng, who all took out their weapons.
"There are probably not many down-to-earth people like you four in the world." Zhao Yun took a deep breath, it was different to form an alliance! You don't need to pay for free labor.
There is no way, who made him a weapon refiner?
The sincerity of the Mo family is enough. Let's not talk about other things, just say that these spies' lists cannot be bought with money. They can save lives at critical moments. Mo Zi showed this to him. It is nothing more than a reminder to remind him that he is in Tianzong.
Be more discerning and don't be fooled
I don’t even know if it’s gone.
As for this list, whether it should be handed over to Tianzong or not is up to him. It is better not to hand it over for the time being. For revenge, he may have to fight against Tianzong and the royal family in the future, so it is better to keep some trump cards.
"How much do you, the Demon Family, know about the Punishment Tower?"
While tempering his weapons and holding the chess pieces in his hand, Zhao Yun asked vaguely, how could such a powerful intelligence network not collect some information?
As soon as these words came out, Huanmeng's eyes flashed with light, and he had already glimpsed Ji Hen's secret.
However, she has not revealed this secret to Mako yet.
For the first time in so many years, she had some reservations about the Demon Family.
"That's not a good place." Mako said leisurely.
"Are there people from your Demon family in the torture tower?" Zhao Yun asked again.
"Yes." Mozi still didn't hide it.
"Can you take me into the torture tower?" Zhao Yun said hurriedly.
"No." Mozi replied simply, "Hongyuan's disciples are not qualified to enter the torture tower, let alone you. If you want to enter, you can get a pass. As far as I know, Zi Yihou, Princess Yu Ling and the royal family
Priests all have passes. If you can win the favor of the Emperor of Daxia, it would be more direct, or you can go to Hongyuan and Hongque."
"Take some time, I'll take off your arm too." Zhao Yun glanced sideways at Mozi and said a lot, all nonsense. If you can find a pass, why bother with your blabbering?
"Why, are your family members imprisoned in the torture tower?" Mozi looked at Zhao Yun with a smile.
"I haven't entered the torture tower yet, but I want to go in and take a look." Zhao Yun gave a standard answer.
Mozi was amused. He was not a fool and did not believe Zhao Yun's lies. However, he would investigate this matter. Ji Hen's roundabout way of interrogating the torture tower was not surprising. If he could help, he would definitely help.
"Mozi, there is someone from the Demon Suppression Division." The old man from the small teahouse hurriedly walked in.
"Da Xia Zhen Mo Si?" Zhao Yun frowned slightly when he heard this.
Listening to the name, it is related to demons. In other words, the Demon Suppressing Division was established because of the major inheritances of the demon realm, and its mission is to bring the demon realm to the
All inheritances have been destroyed, so he can be regarded as the mortal enemy of the Demon Family.
"We are all good citizens."
When Mozi said this, he pressed firmly.
Either way, he is the holy son of the Demon family, but he doesn't have urgency to urinate.
Zhao Yun laughed when he heard the words "good people".
The old man let out a dry cough and walked away in a daze. The devil is the most stable person!
He was making a fuss. The people from the Demon Suppression Division were just here to drink tea.
The devil is not afraid, and Zhao Yun himself is not afraid.
That's the same sentence, we are all good people.
Chess is still being played.
From a distance, most people would think that the two are masters of chess.
To put it more exaggeratedly, it is a showdown between chess masters and chess masters.
In fact, their chess skills are both terrible.
At least, in the eyes of the two old men, they were just joking. Apart from being full of character, everything else was just a cloud, giving people a very real illusion: these two are masters.
Not long after, a butterfly flew into the small garden.
Huan Meng stretched out her hand, and the butterfly fell into her palm. She removed a small note from the top.
"Holy Son." Huanmeng handed over the note.
The devil brought it at will.
After taking one look, he suddenly stood up, and his cold murderous intention suddenly appeared.
Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows, as calm as any holy son of the Demon Family, this matter must not be simple.
"See you someday."
The devil put down the chess pieces, left a few words and turned around to leave.
The two old men hurriedly followed and read the note, looking quite ugly.
"What's going on?" Zhao Yun looked at Huan Meng.
"I don't know." Huanmeng shook her head lightly, not reading the note, and she didn't know what happened. However, seeing the devil like this, it must be a big deal. She, who is also a member of the devil family, already showed a lot of worry in her eyes.
Here, Mozi has left the small teahouse, his face even colder, "Wang Yang, you really deserve to die."