...

Xi Le swallowed hard, her mind churning.

"At the same time, I am very curious, what benefits has Xuanyuan Yuheng given you as your leader? To make you work so hard?" Zhao Wujiang sneered:

"You don't care about feelings, do you?

Do you think he can't lose you? There are no other followers in the Qianlong Sect?"

Joy's heart trembled, she knew that the Lord had a kind of indifference that despised all living beings, and only cared about the Saint of Southern Xinjiang. He could abandon other believers including Anping at any time.

"Think carefully, and if you want to tell me, just speak up." Zhao Wujiang gently pulled out the silver needle next to Xi Le's throat, turned around with a smile, and blew out the candles in the room, and the room fell into darkness for a moment.

Joy's heart was beating, and when the door was closed, she felt the boundless darkness begin to surround herself, and a feeling of panic began to creep up her body.

...

When Zhao Wujiang returned to the underground secret room, Anping immediately noticed that his clothes were a little messy, and he immediately started to tremble and stared at him.

"She refused to obey and kept struggling and resisting, which made me unable to succeed." Zhao Wujiang shook his head and smiled.

Anping breathed a sigh of relief.

"But I tied her up again, so she could only move and let me move my hands up and down." Zhao Wujiang raised his eyebrows and smiled, wiping his lips.

When Anping saw this scene, he was immediately filled with anger, his eyes were red and bloodshot, and he kept making moaning sounds from his mouth.

"I'm a very principled person. She said you could save her, but I don't know whether it's true or not, so I can only let her go first." Zhao Wujiang said calmly:

"Then can you save her?"

Anping's eyes trembled, and his heart was shaken.

Zhao Wujiang approached and began to caress Anping's body with his big hands. Anping was frightened. Is he going to betray his body to save Xi Le?

Damn it, the master of Wuya Pavilion is so nice... The black-clothed protector shuddered and quickly buried his head to prevent Zhao Wujiang from seeing his slightly handsome face.

After groping for a while, Zhao Wujiang turned his left hand, and four silver needles appeared, sealing Anping's heart inch by inch, and said with a gentle smile:

"Don't be afraid, I've sealed it."

Anping's pupils trembled. He stared at Zhao Wujiang's face and swallowed. He couldn't believe that Zhao Wujiang could actually seal the Loulan Gu. He could clearly feel the crawling Gu in his heart stopped.

"Answer me, will you save her?" Zhao Wujiang continued to ask, his eyes gradually becoming sharper.

You can't betray the Lord, you can't reveal any news... Anping kept telling himself in his heart. At the same time, sadness was rising, and he also wanted to save Xihe.

"Alas." Zhao Wujiang sighed, turned and left:

"She also said that she has fallen in love with you for a long time, but she didn't have time to say it yet. Now it seems that she has seen the wrong person..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

He kept mumbling, but Zhao Wujiang ignored him until he disappeared.

Anping was filled with grief and regret, and he hated himself for his hesitation.

...

Wu Qanyang, the elder of the Qianlong Sect, was sitting on a chair, his hands and feet were restrained. He had been sitting there for two cups of tea. The more he thought about it, the more wrong he was thinking. What was the relationship between the master of Wuya Pavilion and the leader of the cult?

If the relationship is good, then Joy and Anping should not have those expressions... He figured it out, there was a connection, and it was very likely that there was enmity.

His heart suddenly skipped a beat.

The door was pushed open and Zhao Wujiang walked into the house with his hands behind his back. Wu Qanyang suddenly became nervous.

Zhao Wujiang gradually speculated that King Xiaoyao and the Faceless Man were most likely the same person, but he needed to verify it.

Jiang Mengli saw that the followers of the Qianlong Sect were extremely respectful to the Faceless Man.

Jianghu is different from Kyoto. Becoming the leader of a religion not only depends on background and power, but also requires strong cultivation to intimidate believers and other forces.

As the leader of the Qianlong Sect, King Xiaoyao must also be highly cultivated.

Therefore, the probability that the two are the same person is extremely high.

Zhao Wujiang turned his left hand, and eight silver needles pierced Wu Qanyang's heart, instantly sealing the Loulan Gu in Wu Qanyang's body.

He has gained experience after many encounters with Loulan Gu. Loulan Gu basically exists within an inch or two of the heart.

Wu Qanyang was terrified at first, thinking that Zhao Wujiang was going to kill him, but soon he felt something was different.

He felt that he had a sense of freedom that he had not experienced in many years, and the poison hidden in his heart stopped moving.

He looked at Zhao Wujiang in shock, his voice trembling: "Pavilion... Pavilion Master... you... you... this is...?"

"Can't you feel it?" Zhao Wujiang said lightly:

"Tell me everything you know about Xuanyuan Yuheng."

"I..." Wu Qanyang struggled in his heart. He knew that once he exposed information that was detrimental to the leader, and the leader found out, he would definitely be wiped out.

Zhao Wujiang saw through Wu Qanyang's thoughts at a glance and said coldly:
Chapter completed!