Chen Yang deeply felt that the Three Fiends of Sishui who cultivated immortality were a waste of talent. With such acting skills, singing is the right path.
It took him a lot of perseverance to restrain himself from directly revealing their purpose of coming to Tonglushan just like he had revealed the identity of the three murderers of Sishui before.
In the end, Chen Yang was constipated and endured it with difficulty.
"It's not the time yet."
Chen Yang said to himself in his heart.
He looked deeply at the three of them, Mo Wuchou, until he saw that all three of them felt unnatural and wondered if there was a flaw in him, and then Chen Yang withdrew his gaze.
"In that case."
Chen Yang said calmly: "If you go down to the mine tomorrow, do you know what to do?"
Mo Buchou responded simply and neatly: "Of course we are on the side of the special envoy. We just ask..."
He looked hesitant, as if he was embarrassed to make the request.
Chen Yang only had one thought in his heart: Act, you continue to act.
What he said was the exact opposite: "After the incident, our Yin Mo Sect will protect you. If there are any clues about your senior brother, this special envoy will persuade the elders to take action to prevent future troubles for you.
"
"how?"
The three of them looked at each other, smiled, and raised their hands in unison: "Thank you very much, Mr. Special Envoy. We dare not obey your order."
"Then go down."
"remember."
Chen Yang looked into their eyes and said: "I don't care what you have done in the past or what you think in your heart. This special envoy only cares about what you do?"
Mo Buchou and others did not dare to say a word "no", so they respectfully agreed again.
"Go down."
Chen Yang waved his hand and was too lazy to continue the show with them.
No worries, they retreated and carefully closed the door before leaving.
Chen Yang slowly shook his head in the empty courtyard.
"A casual cultivator is a casual cultivator."
"You don't know how terrifying a large sect like the Yin Demon Sect is."
"It's really easy to enjoy the shade under the big tree."
"Well, it's better to use a big tree to crush people to death."
Chen Yang sighed with emotion: "How do you think that a behemoth like the Yin Demon Sect can't find out your roots?"
"Even without the support of your senior brother, it is easy to analyze that there is something wrong with you just based on your behavior.
So naive."
In the blink of an eye, Chen Yang forgot about the three evil men in Sishui.
The sound of the creaking couch sounded again, with a slow rhythm and a monotonous sound. Gradually, sleepiness came over him, and Chen Yang closed his eyes unknowingly.
Don't worry about the iron gate falling down in your own yard.
The expressions of the three of them were heavy and as black as the bottom of a pot.
Mo Buchou was the first to speak: "Chen Yang can actually reveal our identities in one go?!"
Qiu Jiansheng clicked his tongue and exclaimed: "A big sect is a big sect, much better than those rural aristocratic families like the Dongfeng Yu family."
Huang Fuzi sang the opposite tune: "The Dongfeng Yu family may not have noticed it."
Mo Buchou and Qiu Jiansheng said in unison: "How to say?"
Huang Fuzi touched his chin with a solemn expression: "The more I think about yesterday, the more I feel something is wrong. Did Yu Qiufeng give in so easily?"
"Shouldn't he think he can dominate us?"
Mo Bu Chou and the others looked at each other, hesitant for a moment, wondering what was going on with the Yu family?
After a moment of silence, Huang Fuzi sighed again: "I wonder if Chen Yang believes us?"