"No!" Mr. Xia shook his finger and said: "The Blood Burial Sutra is also a secret that is not passed down in the Holy Sect. Even if the elders in the sect do not have certain merits, they cannot refer to it. How could I give you this fake court eagle dog?

Enjoy?”

"So it's not you! Who could it be?" After Gao Yongtai whispered to himself, his tone suddenly rose: "You have been with me for so long, but you have never coveted the "Blood Burial Sutra"?"

"No. Absolutely not! How can the Holy Sect care about those heretical things if it has such an immortal scripture as the "Lotus Sutra"? To say the least, if we take back the "Blood Burial Sutra", it will inevitably cause the elders in the sect to be dissatisfied.

"He, this result is not what we want." Mr. Xia joked: "However, this does not prevent us from helping you practice the "Blood Burial Sutra", build a torture platform, and bury the Jiao River secretly. The higher your achievements will be against the Puppet Court.

The more severe the trauma, the greater the opportunity for the Holy Religion to reap the benefits."

After Gao Yongtai fell silent again, he slowly said: "I want to ask you one last question."

"But it doesn't matter." Mr. Xia knew that Gao Yongtai had murderous intentions, but he didn't care: "No matter what you ask today, I will tell you the truth."

Gao Yongtai said solemnly: "Are there any dragons in Zhenshui?"

"No!" said Mr.

Easily captured?"

Mr. Xia took the trouble to explain: "Actually, there are quite a few loopholes in our plan to lure you in. The most obvious of them are two. First, the Zhenshui River has existed for an unknown number of years. What if there really is a Feng Shui Dragon Cave?

Will no one find out? Secondly, what do you think a dragon is? Is it a little snake in the grass? Will it allow you to build a city on top of your head casually? "

Gao Yongtai's eyes were filled with traces of blood, and he said with a sinking face: "What happened when the dragon returned to its nest that night?"

"The truth is very simple!" Mr. Xia was still stimulating Gao Yongtai's nerves: "With a little knowledge of geographical water patterns, a little weather prediction, and a little magic of the holy religion, the dragon will naturally return to its nest."

"You can go die!" Gao Yongtai's joints cracked in clusters, and the murderous aura erupting from all over his body was enough to make people tremble.

"Don't rush to kill me yet." Mr. Xia said calmly: "Today, I came to your door for you to kill. You don't have to rush. If you kill me now, then you can

You can never get out."

"What did you say?" Gao Yongtai's voice contained surprise and anger, but more importantly, he was worried about gains and losses.

There was a hint of sarcasm in Mr. Xia's words: "You have been sitting here for so long, haven't you ever thought about why you can't get out?"

Gao Yongtai sat back slowly, pretending to be calm and said: "I would like to hear the details."

"Because it's not time for you to go out yet." Mr. Xia said eloquently: "I have already said that you and Puppet Court are enemies of the Holy Religion. The more people you kill, the happier we will be. Unless you have a small success in your magic skills

, how can we be willing to let you out."

Gao Yongtai suddenly woke up and said, "Have you taken advantage of the prison city?"

"You're not too stupid!" Mr. Xia said as if he was lecturing the younger generation: "You are a master of mechanisms, but you are still a layman in Taoism. I blatantly tricked you in front of you, and you didn't even notice? Haha.

, no wonder, you are stupid! The prison city you worked so hard to build finally became your own cell, I guess you feel uncomfortable in your heart, right?"
Chapter completed!