"I don't know the specific reason!" Blood Rakshasa shook his head in response.
"I only found out later that the man was seriously injured because of the map. Before that, many people should have known that the map was on him."
"So it's possible that the people from the Blood Demon Hall who were chasing me knew that I had been in contact with them, so they suspected that the map was on me."
After finishing speaking, he turned to look at Ling Hao with a slight guilt: "Ling Shuai, I'm sorry, I didn't hide it on purpose, and I didn't expect people from the Blood Demon Hall to..."
"Okay!" Ling Hao interrupted her.
As far as he was concerned, it made no difference whether the Blood Rakshasa told him or not.
He knew very well that ever since he killed the two general-level people in the Blood Demon Hall that day, a conflict with them was unavoidable.
Moreover, according to the information he has, in the past year, many countries with ulterior motives have been infiltrating Daxia directly or indirectly through the power of the dark world.
Therefore, even if there is no such thing as Blood Rakshasa, he will still have an intersection with the dark world sooner or later.
"Ling Shuai, I can still remember that map. I'll draw it for you." Blood Rakshasa paused for a moment before continuing.
"No need!" Ling Hao shook his head: "I'm not interested in things in the dark world!"
Putting aside whether the map that Blood Rakshasa saw was real, even if it was real, he was not interested at all.
As the King of the West, there are not many things that can arouse his curiosity, not to mention the things in the dark world. He has no interest or mood to pay too much attention to them.
After a short pause, he continued to look at the Blood Rakshasa and said.
"When I killed the Ghost-Blooded Demon King just now, I met a man in black robes. The Ghost-Blooded Demon King called him a messenger. Do you know who he is?"
"Messenger!?" Blood Rakshasa's pupils shrank slightly: "Is the opponent wearing a skull mask on his head?"
"Yeah!" Ling Hao nodded: "Who is it?"
"That's the messenger from the Dark Territory Temple!" Blood Rakshasa paused and said, "Ling Shuai, he should have come to stop you from killing the Ghost Blood Demon King, right? What happened next?"
"Killed by me!" Ling Hao responded calmly: "What is the Dark Temple?"
hiss!
Hearing Ling Hao's words, Blood Rakshasa took a deep breath.
As expected of Ling Shuai!
No matter who you are, kill me first!
"If the Dark World is compared to a country, then the Dark World Temple is equivalent to the country's law enforcement agency." Blood Rakshasa calmed down and continued.
"In name, they are regulating the order of this world, but in reality they are satisfying their selfish desires under the guise of law enforcement."
"It's just that because there are too many powerful people in the Dark Temple, even if other forces are dissatisfied, they can only dare to be angry and dare not speak out."
"Is it true? There is such an organization in the dark world?" the judge said speechlessly.
"Ling Shuai, the envoy you met just now is the person responsible for enforcing the law in the dark world." Blood Rakshasa said with a slight worry.
"In order to maintain their majesty, the Dark Territory Temple will severely retaliate against anyone who dares to be disrespectful to their envoys."
"If they find out that you directly killed their envoy, they will definitely not give up..."
"What's so scary about a Dark Territory Temple? They'd better be honest, otherwise the worst they can do is destroy their lair too!" The judge interrupted her.
cough!
Blood Rakshasa choked.
It’s true that those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to Mo are dark. These people around Ling Shuai feel exactly like Ling Shuai!
If you don't care about life and death, do it if you don't accept it!
