This man is a weapons master, and no one knows his real name for a long time. He was arrested because he likes to use human sacrifice swords very much. Every time he forges weapons, he will kill a large number of innocent soul warriors.

It was only because he was so accomplished in weapons that he was not beheaded immediately after being captured, but was secretly imprisoned in the General Office.

"It is said that before the Stone Demon Shou was caught, he had developed a special and powerful weapon that could easily destroy a city. But after he was caught, he refused to admit it no matter how he was interrogated." Quan Heyi had another thought in his mind.

He made a guess: "Is this news true? The Soul-eating Demon Ant wanted to get this kind of weapon, so it attacked the general office and rescued him..."

Various possibilities swirled in her mind, but none of them were certain.

She sighed heavily and asked again: "Are there any survivors in the General Secretary's Yamen?"

Zhao Rusong shook his head silently.

Yang Pozhen pointed at the secret vault and said: "We found a maggot in the deepest part of the secret vault. It seems that the soul-eating demon ants use this insect to control the puppets of the entire General Office."

"Except for this one bug, nothing else has been found. These puppets are very messy and have destroyed most of their traces. My people are still searching, but it is difficult to find any traces of them!"

Quan Heyi was about to speak when suddenly a soldier ran over from outside the camp: "General, the second admiral Xiang Xingkui, the fourth admiral Mei Qianqiu, and the fifth admiral Guan Puhu all arrived together and were asking for a meeting outside the camp gate.

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Yang Pozhen looked at Quan Heyi secretly and said in a deep voice: "Please."

Quan Heyi's face was calm, what should come will always come.

The second admiral, Xiang Xingkui, was a nine-foot-tall fierce man with a wide mouth and a square nose but a pair of narrow eyes, giving him a very gloomy look.

Behind him were Mei Qianqiu and Guan Puhu.

Xiang Xingkui came in and greeted Yang Pozhen with a single nod, then looked at Quan Heyi and asked in a voice as loud as a bell: "Master Quan, where did the thief go? Have you ever ruled out the army to pursue him?"

Quan Heyi shook his head: "There is no trace of the thief yet, how can we hunt him down?"

"You have been here for three days, but you have found nothing? How can you be worthy of Lord Yonggong's cultivation! Or are you ungrateful and don't want to avenge Lord Yonggong at all?"

There has always been some discord between Xiang Xingkui and Mao Yonggong. There were people behind him who supported him and never followed Mao Yonggong's orders. As soon as something happened to Mao Yonggong, he immediately secretly contacted Mei Qianqiu and Guan Puhu.

People actually came together.

Quan Heyi looked at the three people and was filled with anger: "The Soul-Eating Demon Ants are so powerful. At such a critical moment, you still only think about fighting for power! This is a misfortune for the imperial city and a misfortune for the human race!"

Mei Qianqiu and Guan Puhu were a little ashamed and avoided her eyes.

Xiang Xingkui snorted coldly: "No need to blame me, I am a rough guy. I just want to ask if you have noticed. If you can't, then get out of the way and leave the matter to us."

Since Lord Mao Yong died, it was naturally his turn to seize power from Xing Kui!

Quan Heyi said in a deep voice: "Can you find something?"

Xiang Xingkui raised his hand to Yang Pozhen and said, "General Yang, it would be convenient for me to let Xiang's brother in."

Yang Pozhen didn't want to get involved in the internal fighting in the Imperial City Division, so he immediately nodded: "Okay."

Zhao Rusong remembered Quan Heyi's previous favor and moved his lips to speak, but Shang Feng glanced at him lightly, so he had to lower his head and retreat together.

Soon, Xiang Xingkui brought 300 men into the camp. One of them came out of the formation, cupped his fists and said, "Sir, please give me your orders."

Xiang Xingkui was confident: "Let's get started."

As soon as the man patted his beast bag, a spiritual beast jumped out. After landing, the three heads sniffed around. Quan Heyi was quite surprised. This was a ghost river wolf dog at the level of a true god.

This kind of spiritual beast is not very powerful, but its nose is extremely sensitive. It is said that it can even smell the scent of souls. Nothing in this world can escape their tracking.

But it is precisely because of this special ability that the Ghost River Wolf Dog is very popular. Therefore, this kind of spiritual beast became extinct eight hundred years ago. Unexpectedly, Xiang Xingkui could find one.

The Guihe wolf dog sniffed for a while, then immediately ran away in one direction and shouted to Xing Kui: "Follow me!"

He and the other two admirals were walking quickly with three hundred soul warriors, but they didn't expect that a twelve-foot-sized Ghost River Wolf Dog ran all the way to a tent in the camp, wagging its tail and whining.

Ken is gone.

Xiang Xingkui's face changed drastically: "I never thought these thieves would be hiding under your noses!"

Yang Pozhen was greatly embarrassed, but Zhao Rusong beside him shook his head repeatedly: "There must be some misunderstanding, the young master lives in this tent."

Xiang Xingkui was furious: "Which young master? Whoever dares to collude with the Soul-eating Demon Ants is the enemy of the Twelve Imperial Cities!"

Zhao Rusong coughed: "It's Young Master Song Xiaosheng."

Quan Heyi's expression changed drastically: "He will never collude with the Soul-eating Demon Ant!"

Zhao Rusong also said: "It was the young master who fought all the way into the secret vault and killed all the powerful puppets before we could rush in. It can't be him."

"Nonsense!" Xiang Xingkui said angrily: "Can't you all see this kind of superficial torture trick? The puppets are just tools for the soul-eating demon ants. You can have as many as you want! Surround them up and don't let anyone go.

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Quan Heyi said grimly: "He is my grandson, do you really want to be so unreasonable?"

Xiang Xingkui was overjoyed, "Okay, you admit that he is your grandson. How can I miss this great opportunity!"

He refused to give in: "This matter is of great importance. Since he is your grandson, Sir Quan, please avoid suspicion in this matter!"

He waved his hand, and the soldiers and children behind him were ready to break through. However, the tent curtain was raised, and Song Xiaosheng came out, yawning: "What's the matter? You're making so much noise that you can't let anyone sleep?"

"Sleep?" Xiang Xingkui laughed ferociously: "Come and sleep in the prison with me. Our Imperial City Division has one hundred and eight kinds of torture. Please taste it, young master!"

Song Xiaosheng frowned, not because Xiang Xingkui was being disrespectful, but because the Ghost River wolfhound was wagging its tail in a flattering manner, lowering its three heads and rubbing against his trouser legs.

Song Xiaosheng looks like a child of five or six years old. The Ghost River Wolf Dog is twelve feet long and seven or eight feet tall. It is such a huge beast, each head is the size of a water tank, and it insists on trying to please a child...

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Song Xiaosheng felt disgusted and kicked him: "Get away!"

Boom

The Guihe Wolf Dog was kicked and rolled dozens of feet away by him. Its owner was greatly distressed: "You kid really deserves to die, how dare you hit my slave!"

But there is something wrong with other people's eyes. Why is the Ghost River Wolf Dog so vulnerable?

After all, it is the level of true gods.

And it seems... the Ghost River Wolf Dog didn't seem to have found a clue to the Soul-Eating Demon Ant, but came here specifically to flatter this child.

The Guihe Wolf Dog jumped up and cautiously moved forward, its tail wagging rapidly, its three dog heads sticking out its tongues, its face purring and flattering, its six eyes narrowed to a slit, but it didn't dare to come any closer.

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Song Xiaosheng knew what was going on. He patted the beast bag on his waist and released the dragon-blooded demon wolf: "Take care of your little brother."

The dragon-blooded demon wolf looked disdainful when he saw the Ghost River Wolf Dog. This spineless spiritual beast is not my little brother. It roared a few times, and the three heads of the Ghost River Wolf Dog nodded together and whimpered.

Obediently stepped aside.

Everyone was stunned, this change was really unexpected...

Xiang Xingkui's face was a little hot. He was not an idiot. If he continued to pester him at this time, he would only become a laughing stock. He glared at Guihe Wolf Dog fiercely: "Continue to look for the soul-eating demon ants!"

But Song Xiaosheng quit: "Who scolded me just now?"

With his ferocious temperament, he still causes trouble when he has nothing to do. If someone comes to the door and wants to just leave? How stupid and naive.

The owner of the Ghost River Wolf Dog looked to Xiang Xingkui for help. This kid had a dragon-blooded demon wolf as his slave. He was obviously no match.

Xiang Xingkui sneered: "It's just a misunderstanding. He is older. What's wrong with you?"

Song Xiaosheng was furious: "I'm younger, so he should let me go, so it doesn't matter if I beat him up?"

Xiang Xingkui was furious and laughed wildly: "What an ignorant and arrogant kid. Do you think you can do whatever you want with the support of Heyi? How dare you touch him?"

Song Xiaosheng punched it out, and the owner of the Ghost River Wolf Dog didn't even see what happened. He felt an overwhelming force and flew out.

Xiang Xingkui was furious. This was a slap in the face to his face. This kid was so arrogant! He took a step forward, and the breath of the True Saint level exploded, pressing towards Song Xiaosheng like a landslide and tsunami. At the same time, he had already arrived in front of Song Xiaosheng, and he stretched out his big hand to grab it:

"Lack of discipline!"

Quan Heyi said calmly from the side: "Xiang Xingkui, I advise you to think twice before you act!"

How could Xiang Xingkui listen? He opened his fingers, and a huge weapon glove wrapped his palm. Five sharp blades shot out from the glove and went straight to Song Xiaosheng's head.

Song Xiaosheng grinned: "Sure enough, if you hit the younger one, the older one will come forward."

He grabbed Xiang Xingkui's hand and broke it, then punched Xiang Xingkui in the chest, sending him flying several hundred feet away to be with his subordinates.

Song Xiaosheng clapped his little hands: "It's boring without a beating."
Chapter completed!