The Holy Lord looked inward and said lightly: "Her soul of knowledge has dissipated, and my memory is naturally lost... But I have other ways to replenish its soul. I will interrogate it after it is replenished." He threw the gourd to the envoy beside him: "You can collect it first."

The reward is agreed and the envoy is busy.

The Saint Lord looked at Rong Che again: "You are Rong Che, the eighth prince of Tianxing Kingdom?"

Rong Che bowed and replied: "That's right."

"You sent Fengzhao?"

"yes."

"Fengzhao is a fifth-level beast, unruly. He will not allow anyone to ride except the owner. How did you send it?"

Rong Che smiled bitterly: "The Holy Lord is wise, Fengzhao is indeed like this, and he does not accept Xiao Wang. Xiao Wang suffered a lot in order to coax it. At least it is understandable and Xiao Wang is very skeptical about Xiao Wang's words. It promises to follow Xiao Wang, but is not allowed to ride. So Xiao Wang rode other mounts and let it follow him."

The Holy Lord looked at Fengzhao, who took two steps cautiously, but nodded, meaning to agree with what Rong Che said.

But Gu Xijiu's heart moved. She dreamed that Rong Che was summoned by the wind in her dream. It seemed that it was indeed a dream and could not be done in reality.

"Where were you on the night when something happened?"

"Report to the Saint Lord, Xiao Wang came too late that day and couldn't go back for a while, so he reported to the Lord of the Ancient Hall and rested at Yan Chen. Yan Chen can testify for Xiao Wang."

The Holy Lord looked at the indifferent boy, who bent down to testify: "It is true. Your Highness and Yan Chen are friends, proficient in tea ceremony. The student talked to him about the tea scriptures that night."

Gu Canmo couldn't help but say, "Saint Lord, haven't the real murderer been found?"

Why do you still have to interrogate this eighth prince?

The Holy Lord ignored him and asked, "Can the weapon be found?"

Gu Canmo was stunned and shook his head: "No, I searched through his residence but couldn't find it. Canmo suspected that the weapon had been destroyed."

The Holy Lord nodded slightly, looked at Rong Che with his eyes, and suddenly raised his fingers, and a colorful light appeared at his fingertips, shooting straight into Rong Che's eyebrows!

Everyone was shocked, and Rong Che was also shocked. He subconsciously wanted to hide, but the Holy Lord was moving too fast, and he couldn't hide at all. The colorful light directly poured into his eyebrows-

Rong Che's body froze and did not move.

Gu Xijiu was also surprised. Rong Che was her friend, so she naturally didn't want him to be surprised. When she saw the Saint Lord suddenly attacking him, her first reaction was to block it. Just as she was about to raise her hand, she suddenly saw Rong Che's expression at this moment, and she stopped.

Rong Che's expression was as usual, and his whole body seemed to be in a dream, his eyes were a little dazed, and he began to talk to himself, as if he was talking to someone about a tea ceremony...

Gu Xijiu: "..."

After a moment, the colorful light from the Holy Lord's fingertips dissipated, and Rong Che was as if he had just woken up in a big dream. He opened his eyes and looked at the Holy Lord blankly and then at everyone.

"Brother Rong, what's wrong with you?" Yan Chen, who was standing beside him, couldn't help asking.

"It's okay, I seemed to have a dream just now, and I dreamed that we talked about tea and Taoism that night..." Rong Che smiled bitterly and apologized to the Holy Lord: "The Holy Lord asked questions, but the villain fell asleep. He really lost his manners. Please punish him."

The Holy Lord's voice was faint: "It was the deity who read your memories of that night, not falling asleep. You don't have to blame yourself."
Chapter completed!