When Mr. Hei saw the bronze mirror in the fat man's hand, he was obviously startled and let out an exclamation.
"The eight-foot mirror! Why is it on your body?"
"Hey, you have some discernment!"
The fat man chuckled, "As for why this thing is on me, it's because I'm so charming, fat man, and this Japanese girl is willing to bow down to my pomegranate pants!"
I was speechless for a moment. What kind of nonsense are these?
Everyone present looked at Sakurako Miyamoto at the same time, with suspicious expressions on their faces, including Mr. Black. After all, Sakurako Miyamoto was a real member of the royal family.
It was obvious that these people did not believe what the fat man said, but they also could not see why.
The Slave Heart Curse is a side sect. When my grandfather was young, he dug it out from the graves when he went to the Miao border to move people's graves. So basically no one knows this kind of magic except me.
Even if Sakurako Miyamoto leaves in the future, I won't worry that this technique will be solved by others. The magic of it is that once it is far away from the fat man, it will disappear without a trace and no one can find it.
Come out, let alone untie it, because even I can't.
As for whether this woman will have anything to do with the fat man, I don't mind at all!
The fat man looked at Mr. Hei, "You don't believe it?"
Mr. Black remained silent and did not speak.
"Come on, little baby, call me brother." The fat man turned to Miyamoto Sakurako and said.
Sakurako Miyamoto's face suddenly turned red and she called her brother in a gentle voice.
"Hey, be good!"
The fat man responded proudly, then shook the eight-foot mirror in his hand at Mr. Hei, "See, this thing belongs to me now."
Mr. Hei didn’t speak. Even though he was behind a mask, I could still see the greedy light shining in Mr. Hei’s eyes.
"Give me the thing and I will spare your life!" Mr. Hei said hoarsely.
"You want it?"
The fat man chuckled, and then handed the Yata mirror in his hand forward.
"It's not impossible to give it to you, but you have to answer my questions first."
"What do you want to know?"
Mr. Hei's reaction was unexpected.
"My brother asked just now, what organization do you belong to?"
Mr. Hei pondered for a moment and actually answered the fat man's question.
"Tianji Pavilion."
After saying these three words, Mr. Hei fell silent.
And I began to search in my mind, and it seemed that there was no impression of these three words in my mind. Even my grandfather had never mentioned it to me.
"Then what?" the fat man asked next.
"It's better not to know too much." Mr. Hei said hoarsely.
But as soon as he finished speaking, the bronze sword in the fat man's hand struck the eight-foot mirror with a clang. This action immediately startled Mr. Hei.
"What do you want to do?" he shouted.
The fat man had a dark smile and looked like he was convinced that the other person was convinced.
"If you keep squeezing the toothpaste like this, I will destroy this magic weapon, do you believe it?"
The fat man directly launched his threat.
Mr. Hei took a deep breath and stared at the fat man, with a cold murderous intention flashing in his eyes.
It was obvious that he had murderous intentions towards Fatty, but his greed for the Eight-foot Mirror made him choose to compromise.
A magic weapon is full of fatal temptation for people in Xuanmen, and it is absolutely superior to money and power.
I saw this scene in my eyes, and there was no murderous intention in my heart. I was just waiting for the opportunity quietly.
"Okay, what exactly do you want to know?" Mr. Hei asked.
It seems that he has chosen to compromise with the fat man, but in my heart I feel like a mirror. Once he gets something, a fighting battle is inevitable. Perhaps in Mr. Hei's eyes, we are already a bunch of dead people.
, after all, there is a huge disparity in strength between the enemy and us, and they cannot let us leave here alive.
This is also what I have in mind. The two of us have long been secretly plotting against each other.
But how did he know that we already knew about Mr. Liu's status as a traitor, and I will not give him the opportunity to sneak attack on us.
Mr. Hei likes to do things like stabbing people in the back, but I will never give Mr. Liu such a chance.
Today, on the contrary, I will let him taste what it feels like to be attacked by someone.
As for Ouyang Yunzhi, although his Feitoujiang is powerful, he has also been poisoned by me. He is already considered one of my people and will never pose a threat to us.
The only ones left are the two masters of the Tang Sect, Tang Hao and Tongshan.
I wonder if Tianzi Tiepai will let them stop?
Even if they really want to take action, we still have the trump card of Little Mute. Through my secret comparison, I found that Little Eyeba's strength is definitely on the same level, maybe the two are not on the same level at all.
It was impossible for them to imagine that a seemingly ordinary young man from a mountain village could have explosive power like a wild beast, not to mention that he also had a peerless demonic sword in his hand.
As for this boy named Pistachio, why does he look like a harmless child?
But even so, there is still a huge disparity in strength between the two of us, so I must get rid of Mr. Hei first.
The fat man is smarter than me. How could he not see the murderous intention brewing in this? He chuckled and continued: "I just want to know what this Tianji Pavilion does. Who does it serve? And I want to know this.
Regarding the internal structure of the organization, as long as you answer these questions of mine, I will immediately hand over the eight-foot mirror to you."
Mr. Hei suddenly sneered, "Little fat man, you are really greedy. Since you want to know so much, I will tell you."
My ears immediately pricked up. It can be said that this is one of the things I want to know most right now.
"Tianji Pavilion is an ancient force. It was established very early. I don't know exactly when. As for the ultimate purpose of Tianji Pavilion, I don't know that either."
"You don't know either? Do you think I will fucking believe you?" Fatty said angrily.
Mr. Hei patiently explained to the fat man, "I don't need to lie to you. Only the pavilion master and the four Tianzi elders know the core important things of Tianji Pavilion. Others are just following orders!"
When he said this, the fat man was a little unsure and couldn't help but look back at me. I nodded lightly to him.
"Then answer my second question, what kind of bullshit Tianji Pavilion does it serve?" The fat man then asked.
"We only serve two types of people, either powerful or rich," Mr. Hei said.
Mr. Hei's answer is quite consistent with the information I got before.
"As for the internal structure of the Tianji Pavilion, it is very simple. Except for the pavilion master, it is divided into four levels: heaven, earth, xuanhuang, heaven, earth, xuanhuang, all are members of the Xuanmen. Only the yellow characters are ordinary people, and I am the elder of the earth character. Now
I made it clear enough."
The fat man looked back at me again, "Yangzi, are you clear?"
I nodded, "It's clear!"
Fatty's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he sneered and turned his head.
Mr. Hei also stared at Fatty.
An invisible murderous intention spread between the two.
"Now, can you give me the thing?"
"Of course, I always keep my word, come and get it!"
As he said that, the fat man slowly stretched out his hand.
Mr. Hei sneered, glanced at me, and walked towards the fat man step by step.