Tong Er's expression returned to his stupid appearance. His eyes were occupied by fear, and there was no courage or alertness when he used fierce martial arts. There was a slight fear in his eyes. The weakness in human nature was like a transformer waiting to be a pillow, turning the pain in his abdomen into a reason to surrender. But then the fear was washed away by some emotion of faith or loyalty, and was washed into faint traces in the river that was struck by the shore. He said tremblingly: "What do you want to know, I don't know anything."

Before he could finish his words, Tong Er, who was already suffering from internal injuries, was punched in his abdomen again.

Tong Er, who was half-squatting and trying to stand up, immediately straightened his legs, his waist and abdomen were arched into a shrimp-shaped shape, and his mouth was wide open. The huge pain seemed to surge and choked in his throat, causing him to be silent even if he tried hard to howl.

"Pu!" Tong Erkang kneeled on his knees, his body seemed to be twitching on the ground with cramps and bones. The red blood flowed beside his mouth.

Ye Wuchou slowly pulled out the upper fist with golden light. He looked at Tong Er with a smile and cold voice as cold as Baizhang Xuanbing, who had never melted in the snowy mountain. He said, "This fist is for Miss Yun. Don't try to challenge my patience. What you have to be clear is that Ye Wuchou crawled out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood. When it comes to viciousness, I am beyond your imagination, even if you think you understand this sentence. I will ask you again, what do you know!"

Seeing Ye Wuchou's moody scene, Fkro sighed secretly. The Paladin's position symbolizes the leader of the team. Under such heavy pressure, any mistakes of the team members are more or less blamed on him from a certain point of view. Such a target of attacks is already embarrassing, and his strong sense of responsibility is increasingly hurt Ye Wuchou's sincerity in the face of complex situations.

Fcrolo knew that Yun Xiaochan's malice actually had no excessive impact on Ye Wuchou. The young leader who could distinguish right from wrong had immeasurable value in the young leader. At the same time, "clear distinction between public and private" and the former complemented each other to create this young but quiet mind. In his opinion, Yun Xiaochan was just a girl's willfulness, without experiencing the tempering of the world, and anyone could make confusing and disgusting actions when facing a slight unhappiness. Based on this point, Fcrolo chose to forgive, and he believed that Ye Wuchou had some of the same thoughts as him.

"Don't pretend to be dead silently. I know the power of my punch." Ye Wuchou walked quietly to Tong Er and said in an extremely tired tone: "Don't play the game anymore, it will be meaningless if you continue playing. Next, tell me what you are saying."

Ye Wuqiu grabbed Tong Er's collar with both hands and pulled him up from the ground. The two looked at each other. Ye Wuqiu noticed that Tong Er's eyes were filled with a weak and dull luster. This was obviously a sign of extreme weakness! Ye Wuqiu spat secretly. Although Tong Er's martial arts and fighting skills were impressive, his body was actually hollowed out by the wine and only his broken clothes were left. After the fierce output of the previous battle, the fighting spirit was on the verge of exhaustion. After Ye Wuqiu's two punches, the five internal organs were already hidden.

"Give me a break..." Tong Er's breath was extremely unstable, his tone was weak, and there was not enough breath in his dantian for him to speak one after another.

Therefore, his words seemed intermittent.

"I...I...work under the command of King Yi. King Yi is extremely interested in the map of the Ancient Sword Tomb of the Moon of the Shenyuan, so... so I sent me to inquire about the news and report all the forces secretly hiding and interested in the map."

Ye Wuchou listened carefully. It took a lot of effort to understand the simple words. The so-called "King of Righteousness" in Tong Er's mouth must be a major force in Bu Duanliang's territory.

"Then what did you find out!" Ye Wuchou secretly questioned King Yi's decision-making ability. Wouldn't he dig his own grave if he sends a fool like Tong Er to spy on the news?

"I...I'll say you... can you surround me forever?" Tong Er said with a breath of breath. It was as faint as if there was a disappearing breath at all times, which made Ye Wuqiu very worried. At this moment, he saw the hidden situation from Tong Er. If he could make a breakthrough from now on and see the whole picture, it would be a good opportunity. He fed the healing pill to Tong Er's mouth and said, "This pill contains what I want to say, so you can rest assured."

The elixir turned into a hot stream to comfort Tong Er's broken and ragged limbs, which made him feel a little bit of strength. The floating spots of light in his pupils gradually condensed. Then he murmured: "I am a traitor, and I believe that the King of Yi will not blame me. What I found was that I found that you were hiding near the Jiuchongtian Auction Venue."

Ye Wuchou gently placed him in the corner of the wall and found a comfortable sitting position for him. He was about to ask what "your people" mean, but suddenly the thought came to his mind a few minutes ago. Tong Er regarded himself as the "bloody" person, and then Xue Ling's subordinates were hidden around the Jiuchongtian Auction Venue.

"The King of Yi never expected that Xue Ling had the idea of ​​a map. This map is really a hot topic. It actually attracted the attention of the Thunder Emperor and the Blood Ling Emperor. Now there is a good show."

Ye Wuchou was secretly calculating in his heart. He suddenly had the urge to divide the forces of Bu Duanliang's territory into a clear mind. Otherwise, this "King of Righteousness" and that "Thunder Emperor" would have another "Blood Feather Emperor", which made people's thoughts confused.

"Then the map was auctioned by the old man, who is his force?" Ye Wuqiu asked the last question tentatively. In his opinion, it would be useless if the question was asked in detail. After all, how could the illusionist have the ability to suffer even Fkro from him, so how could Tong Er be discovered?

"The identity of that old man, King Yi has sent someone to investigate secretly." Tong Er leaned against the wall in a daze and felt drowsy.

Ye Wuchou was frightened. In his opinion, this conversation was absolutely worthy of the time spent on him, because being able to know in a peaceful way that the situation was so complicated would be of great benefit to the next decision. After all, you must see the patient as long as you prescribe the right medicine.

Then next... Ye Wuchou showed an unbearable expression on his face, but it was not affected by this emotion. He leaned over the sluggish Tong Er and took out a bag, which contained the Yinhan Nebula Iron.

...

A dazzling firework blooms in the air, as if a naughty child is laughing and playing, but only warriors who have experienced good training will regard it as a secret code of a certain force.

Ye Wuchou stared at the fireworks in the sky and was stunned. Isn’t that a signal of his summoning the troops? He suddenly had an ominous premonition, especially after questioning Tong Er. Because of the summoning of the ancient sword tomb of the Moon God Abyss, countless forces secretly coveted were waiting for an opportunity. The reason why it is still calm and Ye Wuchou turned his head and looked at the auction venue. It must be that the old man had not appeared yet.

And at this subtle moment, Huo Jie ignited the signal of summoning the troops. This seemed to be an opportunity and had a predictive meaning, just like a constraint that touched the whole body, and the balance was broken.

Ye Wuchou and Fkro looked at each other, and then they accelerated their pace, quickly disappeared from the corner of the street, and fled towards the fireworks.

At the same time, in the attic far away in the city, the waiter bowed slightly to the unchanging darkness and said, "Sir, our team has discovered the specific location of Ye Wuqiu, he is near the Jiuchongtian High-level Auction Venue."

"Oh? Then how did you do it?"

"The slave has already ordered all the high-level warriors all over the city to be transferred there. It won't take long for that area to be controlled in our hands."

"This matter is done well. If this matter is successful, you will be rewarded." The hoarse voice suppressed the extreme joy, which sounded a little strange.

"It's just that the emperor, and some unexpected things may affect our actions, causing variables." The waiter said carefully.

"What's up?"

"According to the oral message from the Blood-Ping Emperor, there are many masters hidden near the Jiuchongtian Auction Venue, which seems to be brewing a huge riot!"

"Oh? And there's something like this?" The Lord's voice became obviously gloomy. The situation where he was sure to win would turn around again, which forced him to calm down. "So why did this happen? Did he mention Xue Ling?"

"The Blood Peel Emperor said that because the Nine Heavens Auction auction today auctioned the map of the Ancient Sword Tomb of the Moon of the Moon God Abyss, the charm of the ancient ruins is enough to attract many masters to fight for it, such as the Thunder Emperor and his family masters, the kings and their subordinate forces, etc. "

The emperor was speechless for a long time. It was a few minutes after he spoke again. He said, "Go and tell Xue Ling, no matter what happens, manage his subordinates well, don't fight against the forces fighting for the map. After catching Ye Wuqiu, he retired. Don't stay for more.

"Yes!" the waiter responded firmly.

"Slowly, remind Xue Ling, when you meet the Thunder Emperor, remember not to act irritably. The grudge between the two of them is as deep as the sea. I am really afraid that there will be any meaningless changes at that time. Tell them my original words. Everything must be successful and then settle the general account. Don't worry about small profits and lose the opportunity to start a sect."

"I obey the order, let me notify Lord Xue Ling Huang." The waiter retreated and closed the door of the attic. Then he placed the middle finger and thumb link in his right hand in his mouth, blew a loud and crisp whistle.

The snow-white dove flapped its wings and came from nowhere. The waiter whispered a few words to his clever little head, and the white dove soared into the sky and flew towards another place in the city.
Chapter completed!