Fighting fire with fire is just a rumor with extremely low probability, and it can basically only be treated as a rumor.
Hearing this, the bishop gritted his teeth hard, almost breaking them, "So, I'm dead?"
Mu Xiaobao added, "You can't say that, uncle, Brother Lan doesn't like poisoning people, you still have a chance to survive, and Brother Lan is not very interested in torturing people now, so his poisonous hair is not as good as
Other poisonous hairs will be a little different!"
"Why are you telling me this and wanting to exchange my life for what you want to know?" The bishop looked at them, his eyes still filled with distrust, distrust of everyone, "I have never really stepped into the Night Palace.
It’s impossible for me to give you directions. The only advice I can give is, don’t go in if you want to survive. Wen Tai is just monitoring your movements secretly, which shows that he has other considerations and doesn’t want to kill you. You should feel lucky for this..."
After a moment of pause, he sneered, "No, you are not the kind of people who give up despite difficulties. Then I wish you good luck, I will wait for you in hell."
Mu Lingbo nodded matter-of-factly, "You are right, none of us are willing to give up when faced with difficulties. But you guessed wrong about what I wanted to ask."
Bishop Tiancheng raised his head.
"When I first came to Night City, there was a man named Yuan Wu who lived outside the city. He was summoned by your 'Ye God' and never returned. Do you know what this means?"
"Yuan Wu?" He thought for a moment, "I have never heard of this name. But after receiving a holy call, there is a high probability that you will not be able to come back. Either you have violated the secret rules and strayed into the thunder pond, or the Yeluo Sect has an agenda.
"
Upon hearing this cold truth, Shopkeeper Wang looked carefully at the people he had always admired around him, his expression almost numb.
"It turns out that people who are called to the Holy Spirit all end up like this." Shopkeeper Wang slapped his forehead with a self-deprecating and wry smile, "So that's what it is..."
"Xiaobao is right, you are really useless." Mu Lingbo said with a look of disdain, "It is a waste to use poison Yeluo Sect on you."
"The most useful advice I can give you is that you don't go in. The thick fog is a formation and a warning. The thicker the fog, the deeper the crisis. The Night City is not big and can be clearly seen from any high place in the city.
The thick fog over there will tell you about the situation of the Ye Luo Sect. They still have people hiding in Night City, I don’t know who they are, but I know they can all see the thick fog."
Mu Lingbo narrowed his eyes slightly, "Are you saying that there are still unknown people watching, reinforcements from the dark?"
"Anyone can do it, and it is said that they are very united." Bishop Tiancheng's eyes were still full of self-mockery, "Even through me, you should know how good they are at disguising. Who has a greater chance of winning, openly or secretly?"
"In addition to formations and warnings, what else is there?"
"The fog is poisonous." He said calmly, "It's very light and almost unnoticeable at first, so those who once carefully wanted to find out didn't realize it. But when they lost their way in the forest and got into trouble, the poisonous gas
It will slowly invade and erode people's minds bit by bit. There is no need for anyone to guard the forest, they can be trapped in it and die."
"So as long as there are people guarding the underground palace, they will show up once they find the exit of the underground palace?"
"Yes, why do you know?"
"Xiaobao, the bad news is that your Uncle Qingyan has encountered some trouble and he hasn't noticed it yet." She sighed softly, but soon a smile appeared on her face, "The good news is that I probably know who the Yeluo Sect is.
