"Tell me, who is the direct disciple of the leader of the Martial Palace? Who is his name, and who is his disciple?"
In a mountain valley with towering trees, there is a magic array outside and a soundproof light shield inside. Dao Huoer holds a fire stick to stir the bonfire, threatening the Wen Palace disciples captured by Suning with murderous intent.
"There are two ways. One, tell the truth and I will let you go."
"Two, I will personally extract your memory for exploration, and then bury you alive on the spot."
"boom."
As he spoke, Dao Huo'er hit the opponent's shoulder with a stick, put one hand on his hip, and said with a fierce look: "My patience is limited, one minute, either you die or get out, you make your own choice."
The pale-faced Wen Palace disciple was sweating profusely, and said in a dry voice: "I, I only know the surname of that senior brother, and I don't know any other details."
"Really, I swear to God."
Dao Huo'er joked: "Everyone knows that in this treasure hunt, the civil and military palaces have joined forces with full authority. The civil and military palaces are the main ones, and the martial arts palaces are the auxiliaries."
"Especially your ancestor, who is determined to obtain the magical weapons left by Jiang Lin'an, how can he tolerate Gu Changxiao randomly sending a disciple to replace Su Xinglan?"
"It doesn't matter if I don't know his name. It doesn't matter where that guy is from."
"Tell me your guess?"
"I don't believe it. Faced with this big living person who appeared out of thin air, didn't everyone in your Wen Palace discuss it privately?"
It looks like a smile but not a smile, with sharp eyes.
Dao Huo'er waved the fire stick and squatted down with a playful expression, the threat was self-evident.
The disciple of Wen Palace raised his left hand tremblingly to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and said with twitching cheeks: "I, no, I heard other senior brothers and sisters talk about it, saying that Senior Brother He smelled weird and didn't look like a living person.
The way it should be."
"You can hardly hear any breathing around him, and you can't feel the movement of immortal power."
"Of course, as a direct disciple appointed by the ancestor of Martial Hall, there is no way he may have a special treasure hidden in his body."
Dao Huo'er was thoughtful, nodded slightly and said: "Continue."
The Wen Palace disciple said with a sad face: "No more, this is all I know."
Dao Huo'er didn't waste any time, knocked him unconscious with one punch, and kicked him directly into the illusion array.
In this way, not long after, Suning, who had gone out to arrest the disciples of the two halls, hurried back.
"Bang bang."
He landed twice, and another man and a woman were left behind by him.
"Oh, they are all from the Martial Palace."
Dao Huo'er became interested and immediately stepped forward and said, "Compared to the random guesses of the disciples of the Wen Palace, the disciples of the Martial Palace must know a little more."
"Well, tell me, where does the guy named He come from?"
Using the fire stick to lift the female monk's chin, the little girl looked up and down with a smile: "It looks pretty good, how come it fell into my hands?"
"As a disciple of the demon world, I have no other hobbies. I just like to suck people's souls and swallow their souls."
"And it will corrode your fair and beautiful little face, making it unforgettable before you die, and you will not be able to close your eyes even after you die."
"Uh-huh."
The long stick swept across, and the demonic energy surged.
Dao Huo'er pretended to open his mouth and smiled strangely.
The female monk's psychological defense was completely broken, and she shouted loudly: "Suning, you promised not to hurt our lives, how can you go back on your word?"
"I, we were born in the Martial Palace, and came from the same school as your third uncle Su Xinglan."
"If you don't look at the monk's face and look at the Buddha's face, you..."
While begging for mercy, she crawled back feebly.
Dao Huo'er pressed forward step by step, his smile became more and more sinister and he said: "Suning is Suning, I am me."
"If you want to save your life, well, tell me everything you know."
Before the female monk could hesitate, the male monk on the side who was just trying to survive hurriedly said: "His surname is He, and his last name only has the character "Gui"."
"Master..."
"Without a master, He Kui was suddenly brought back by Ancestor Gu."
"Before this, my martial arts disciples have never seen him, let alone heard of such a person among my direct disciples."
