Lu Qingbai snorted when he heard this and stopped talking.
Ren Xiaoyao also fell silent.
Judging from the current information, there is no doubt that the Empress is a believer in the Demon Sect. She used King Pingxi as a stepping stone to successfully attract the attention of Emperor Jingyang.
The followers of the Demon Sect are obviously not dead. In addition to revenge, they also want to strengthen their country again.
The original Three Kingdoms destroyed the Demon Sect, but what the emperor did not expect at that time was that after he destroyed the Demon Sect, his descendants would be bewitched by the witches of the Demon Sect.
It's really sad and deplorable.
Lu Qingbai, however, was thinking further, and all he was thinking about was how to create an opportunity for chaos in Prince Pingxi's palace.
There is no way the Queen would allow him to do this.
In the end, or rather now, the followers of the Demon Sect have penetrated into countless corners of the imperial court.
How to fight with each other?
Lu Qingbai didn't know the answer, and neither did Ren Xiaoyao.
At this time, a loud noise came from outside, startling the two people who were lowering their heads in thought.
The two of them left the room and leaned on the railing to look into the distance.
The building blocked the view, but the sound of the explosion was unmistakable, and the location was far away from the center of the capital.
"Xichang?" Ren Xiaoyao frowned.
…
After the big man was untied, Zhao Xiaole had someone give him a stool.
Afterwards, Zhao Xiaole said nothing and sat in his seat to wait. He was not worried that the big man would die.
Don't worry about the big man not speaking.
He wants to wait and continue to wait for the fish to take the bait.
If you don't have a good fight with the opponent, it will be difficult to truly understand the opponent's strength.
Seeing this, the big man laughed and said, "You're really smart, you're really smart. Now if you torture me, maybe I'll give you a few words of explanation."
Zhao Xiaole ignored him.
The fans ignored him and just looked at him coldly.
The big man knew he couldn't get out and there was no one to help him. Perhaps because he was in a good mood, he stood up and moved around.
I even did a set of radio gymnastics, and I felt so beautiful.
The big man gradually became more energetic and couldn't help teasing everyone again, "Let me tell you, are you tired of waiting? With your abilities, you still imitate others and wait for the rabbit. Are you not afraid that a tiger will come and break the tree stump for you?"
"You can let me go just now, so don't bother here. Kneel down and apologize to grandpa, and wait for grandpa to leave comfortably. In the future, maybe because of today's affection, I will spare your life, how about it?"
"
Still no one paid attention to him.
The big man was slightly angry, snorted coldly, sat back on the bench, and remained silent.
The hall fell into silence.
Not long after, footsteps and screams were heard outside. After hearing this, the big man was startled, and the corner of his mouth turned up into a sneer.
Soon someone ran in and said, "Sir, there is an invasion."
Zhao Xiaole said calmly: "Act as planned."
"yes!"
Fanzi quickly went down, and then, as the order was gradually conveyed, there were loud shouts of killing outside, but the screams of the fans were dominated by them.
At the same time, laughter like a night owl came from outside from time to time, which was so penetrating that everyone had goosebumps all over their bodies.
Zhao Xiaole stood up, walked to the big man, and said slowly: "The Demonic Cult has four great protectors and eight great Vajras. These should be made in the past. You have a strong body, but your martial arts are average. You can only be a Vajra. If you become a Vajra,
No protection."
Hearing this, the big man was slightly shocked, "Who are you? Why do you know these things?"
The Demonic Sect has lived in the mountains for these years and rarely communicates with the outside world. Even when it comes out, it is in disguise and does not reveal its identity as a believer at all.
Zhao Xiaole actually knew these secrets, how could he not be shocked?
"How do you think I should know?" Zhao Xiaole asked.
The big man's expression changed, "Could it be that someone betrayed you? This is impossible, they all..."
"They all have poison in their mouths, right?" Zhao Xiaole said with a smile, "Unfortunately, people are greedy for life and afraid of death after all, and you believers are no exception."
Zhao Xiaole lied to him. The other believers had already died. When he received the report, Zhao Xiaole rushed over, but it was too late after all.
Once a person's death takes too long, it will be useless even if he arrives.
The deceased's rewind time has expired and he can see nothing.
Fortunately, he was lucky. After searching, he found that one of the cultists was not dead yet, but he was almost dead.
After carefully reading his memory, Zhao Xiaole understood.
It turned out that before they left the mountains, they would hide poison in their mouths, but this believer discovered that people who died by taking poison directly would endure great pain before death, although it was short-lived.
And he has been afraid of pain since he was a child.
He couldn't accept it, and even the teachings couldn't make him bow down.
So, after various experiments, he reduced the proportion of the prescription. Although it was still fatal, the pain was not as severe.
At the same time, it is not immediate death, but slow death.
This gave Zhao Xiaole a chance.
He just found out so much about the Demon Cult.
But this cultist was still just a little follower, and his knowledge was still limited. Zhao Xiaole thought of the woman in white.
If you interrogate her, you will basically know all the secrets about the Demon Cult.
Therefore, he did not let anyone interrogate the big man.
What if he can't bear it and takes poison forcibly?
It is better to use him to fish and continue to fish out the people behind him.
It was just as he expected.
The Demon Cult is here to save people.
After hearing what Zhao Xiaole said, the big man was angry for a while, then quickly realized and laughed,
"Good boy, you picked up some documents from somewhere and used them to fool me. There are no believers in our divine religion who are greedy for life and afraid of death."
"Really?" Zhao Xiaole laid out the suspicion.
The big man didn't believe it, "No matter how much you know, you won't survive today. Once our divine cult protectors come in, you will be dead!"
"The person who escaped that day was your protector, right? What kind of martial arts did she use? Even the four killers of our West Factory couldn't do anything to her?" Zhao Xiaole asked.
These words also made Qinglong, who was standing behind the table, lower his head in shame.
Naturally, the big man couldn't answer, so he sneered, "Want to know? Wait until the next life. If you are reincarnated as a demon cultist, you may have a chance to understand something."
"So that's it. I just don't know if this extraordinary martial arts and peerless body skills can block the gunpowder?" Zhao Xiaole said with a hint of ridicule in his tone, "We might as well take our time and see, the results will come out soon."
Hearing this, the big man's eyes flashed with fear, and he shouted: "Don't come over, don't come over!"
However, before he finished speaking, there was only a loud noise, followed by a scream.
The hall also suffered a certain impact, like an earthquake, and the dust on the beams fell down.
Afterwards, there was silence inside and outside, leaving only the sound of dust falling quietly.
