Relying on Song Mu's fierce pressure, the resistance of several barbarians was instantly shattered. Yan Ren took the lead, holding an exaggerated blade and swept directly through them.
If Song Mu hadn't taken action again, none of the barbarians would have survived.
When all this was over, all the Qingtian guards looked at Song Mu with a solemn expression.
Song Mu also slowly withdrew his pressure. At this moment, he scanned the situation and raised his hand towards Yan Ren.
“This time I finally gained a lot.”
Song Mu said, throwing the thin woman forward.
Yan Ren also immediately asked the Qingtian Guards to tie up a few surviving barbarians and take them away.
Song Mu looked around carefully and frowned slightly.
This is the backyard of a warehouse. It is located in a square with easy access to the surrounding areas, and it is far away from the surrounding downtown. If there is any trouble, people here will know it immediately.
"Hiding in a place like this, no wonder I couldn't find him after searching for a long time."
Yan Ren immediately put away his weapon and glanced around, but his eyes unconsciously looked at Song Mu's back.
The ferocious Jinshi aura that Song Mu had when he suddenly fell down just now was even shocking to Yan Ren.
He was surprised that Song Mu had such power even though he had just been promoted to Jinshi.
Before, I thought that even though the champion was a bit stronger, he was still a scholar who was not proficient in fighting.
But who would have thought that he would have such thunderous methods? Thinking about the situation when the Song Dynasty champion was angry but did not release the pressure when he faced his doubts, Yan Ren unconsciously felt that he was a little too big.
Yan Ren also raised his hand towards Song Mu and said again this time.
"Master Song, although we are quick to act like this, if there is someone else behind these guys, they may not be known for long."
"Yes, Lord Yan, we have to speed up too."
Song Mu nodded and said, withdrew his gaze and walked towards Dali Temple.
Song Mu now couldn't wait to know the truth of the matter.
Seeing the woman again, especially these barbarians, Song Mu was able to determine that the arson in the city must be related to them.
Back at Dali Temple, several barbarians had been destroyed and thrown into cells. A Qingtian guard was using the soul-searching technique on one of the barbarians.
But the next moment, the barbarian's body suddenly swelled up and he exploded to death, catching everyone off guard.
"Sir, these guys have already put restrictions in their minds, and I haven't been able to detect anything useful."
When Song Mu heard what Qing Tianwei said, his expression wrinkled slightly. Yan Ren next to him also touched his bald head and hesitated for a moment.
"Master Song, why don't we interrogate the barbarian woman first?"
Song Mu hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and looked at one of the trapped barbarian men.
The difference between barbarians and humans is not very obvious, except that their hands and feet are thicker and their pupils have various colors. Some barbarians have inhuman faces and even have fangs growing out.
The characteristics of these guys seem to have become somewhat restrained due to their higher cultivation, but there is still a ferocious light flashing in their pupils.
The man in front of Song Mu seems to be the leader of these people. According to Yan Rengang, he is a tiger barbarian. After going crazy, his strength is close to that of a Jinshi.
At this moment, the tiger barbarian was also looking at Song Mu, but his eyes flashed, and he suddenly spoke.
"Song Mu, it turns out that the person I met that day was you."
Song Mu was surprised, but he did not speak this time, but looked at the other party coldly and said.
"Today's fire in Chang'an was caused by you?"
The tiger barbarian chuckled, looked at Song Mu and said.
"Who said that? Shouldn't it be done by Song Zhuangyuan?"
Song Mu's expression was cold, and there was anger surging in his heart.
After pondering for a moment, Song Mu looked directly at the other party, and then asked.
"Barbarians from southern Xinjiang?"
The other party was silent, and Song Mu asked again.
"What do you mean by doing this?"
The barbarian didn't say a word, as if he felt that Song Mu was so helpless, and Song Mu also let out a deep breath and took another step forward this time.
"I'll find the answer."
As soon as the words fell, the thought power in Song Mu's mind immediately burst out, and then rushed directly into Hu Man's mind, searching violently at this moment.
Yan Ren and others nearby were also shocked when they saw Song Mu's actions, but when they saw that the tiger barbarian did not explode immediately, their expressions brightened again.
At this moment, Song Mu relied on his powerful realm strength to search the mind of this barbarian, and countless pictures poured into Song Mu's mind.
Most of them were how this person gathered these people, and then set off from southern Xinjiang to Chang'an. After that, these people went to the city alone and stayed in the warehouse.
In the dark night, they took the woman out.
The woman distributed a black bug to these people, and then these guys headed towards various places in Chang'an.
But this guy turned back in the city, as if waiting for something.
Song Mu was about to continue exploring, but the tiger barbarian suddenly shouted loudly, and then exploded directly in front of Song Mu.
Song Mu's literary power blocked the filth. At this moment, he opened his eyes, and his expression became a little bit happy.
Sure enough, there is something hidden in this.
But this restriction is really too severe.
However, Song Mu still remembered the key scene in it. These people went out in the dark and used a kind of insect given by the woman.
Recalling the situation when he met the woman before, Song Mu immediately turned around and looked at Yan Ren.
After checking the situation of his investigation with Yan Ren, the other party was also very interested at the moment. He took Song Mu to the cell on the other side and saw the thin woman again.
This woman didn't look very old. She was wearing ordinary linen clothes. She was huddled in the corner of the cell. Watching Song Mu and others arrive, she immediately buried her head.
When Song Mu saw the other party, he was even more confused.
It has just been proven that these people are all barbarians, but this woman is the only one who is of the barbarian race.
Moreover, she already has the literary power of a scholar in her body.
It's just so subtle that it's even hard to spot if you don't look carefully.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But obviously, this guy's ability is to use insects, so it seems that he may be a southern Xinjiang Gu insect.
Yan Ren winked at the Qingtian Guard next to him, and someone immediately went in and pulled the woman up. The woman whimpered with fear on her face and begged for mercy.
Song Mu took a step forward, looked directly at the other party and asked.
"I don't need soul-searching skills. I just need to know all this. How did you do it?"
After saying that, Song Mu also told the woman what he had just found after searching the soul of the tiger barbarian. The woman looked even more frightened and nodded quickly.
"Sir, spare your life. The little girl came here under duress. The little girl has been raising a kind of poison since she was a child. The adults of the poison will spray a kind of juice that can increase the power of fire."
Upon hearing this, Yan Ren next to him immediately took a step forward and said in a deep voice.
"What is that Gu insect and where is it now?"
The woman shakily searched her body for a moment, took out a bamboo tube that was as long as her palm and as wide as her knuckles, and presented it to her.
At that moment, the Qingtian Guard was about to take it, but Song Mu immediately stopped him, and then released a stream of Wenli and rolled it in front of him.
"This insect is called the Fire Insect. It is unique to southern Xinjiang. Because the little girl knows how to raise it, those barbarians attacked my tribe and forced me to breed it."
Song Mu and Yan Ren looked at each other and immediately ordered the other party to demonstrate that after the insect sprayed juice, the paper burned out of thin air.
"Then how can the paper burn after I write?"
Song Mu asked in a deep voice at this moment, and the woman also bowed her head to answer.
"The fire bugs can remember Wenli's breath and can hide their traces for a short time."
As soon as these words came out and the truth was revealed, Song Mu took a deep breath and asked.
"May I have your name?"
"Sir, my name is... Huo Ling, from the Fire Tree Tribe in Southern Xinjiang."
Song Mu snorted coldly, looked at the other party and said.
"Southern Xinjiang? I wonder where your scholarly talent and literary power come from?"