Chapter 433 Forced confession [There is one more chapter at 12 o'clock]
"No one escaped?" Zhao Yuan asked with a heavy heart.
"When I came, the Baihua Building had already started to catch fire. At that time, the fire had not completely burned out. I could vaguely see... I saw... I saw..."
"What did you see?" Zhao Yuan felt the endless fear in Taoist Priest Tianji's eyes.
"When I saw the flames at the door, they seemed to be alive. They were swaying left and right, flying and flying, sealing the door of Baihua Tower like elves... And... and... I also heard a faint shrill sound coming from inside Baihua Tower.
The screams... At that time, I was very scared and didn't dare to get close, so I hid quickly. It wasn't until more and more people were watching that I dared to come out. I only know this much about the specific situation..."
Next, Zhao Yuan asked about some details in detail.
Obviously, this was a planned massacre. None of the girls in Baihualou escaped. In addition to being killed or buried in the sea of fire, no one was spared.
Not only the girls of Baihua House perished in the flames, but many guests who stayed in Baihua House were also killed by the fat man in white robe.
There is no doubt that this is a group of super masters.
You must know that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Baihua Tower, and many of the guests are masters themselves, including many cultivators. Since those people can kill everyone, it is enough to show that they are all rare masters.
Who are they?
Why did they burn down the Baihua Building?
Zhao Yuan did not think that this was a competition between some colleagues. After all, Baihualou was like a centipede insect that would never die. It would not be easy for colleagues in the Imperial Capital to uproot the He family. Moreover, the risks involved were too great.
If the root cause is not eradicated, the He family's subsequent revenge will be extremely terrifying.
The He family has worked hard in the imperial capital for decades and has become popular in the Qin Empire. It can be said that it is deeply rooted. Although He Zixiong has died, it does not mean that the He family has no power to fight back. In fact, no one who really knows some rules is willing to fight back at this time.
Dare to provoke the He family easily, because at this time, the He family is like a nervous hedgehog. If there is any trouble, they will use all their strength to retaliate...
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After asking about Taoist Tianji's tentative destination, Zhao Yuan decided to pay a visit to He's house.
According to Taoist Priest Tianji, He Ling should have died in the sea of fire, but Zhao Yuan still had some luck in his heart.
To confirm whether He Ling is dead or not, the best way is to go to He's house.
It was just after rooster crow and dawn entered, and the sky was still dark.
Taking advantage of the darkness, Zhao Yuan rushed to the He family's mansion at lightning speed.
The wind lantern hanging at the door of the He family's mansion was still on, drifting and emitting a faint light.
When Zhao Yuan walked to the door of the He family's mansion, he suddenly felt an extremely dangerous feeling, as if there was a carnivorous beast lurking in the darkness, ready to burst out and hurt people at any time.
Zhao Yuan gave up the idea of knocking on the door and walked around the wall of the back garden of the He family's residence. He held his breath, activated his spiritual energy, and forcibly stepped into the garden with his physical body.
Zhao Yuan did not dare to fly with his sword, because with his ability to fly with his sword, Zhao Yuan could not hide his whereabouts. When he met an expert, his true colors would be revealed immediately.
A place of tranquility!
Zhao Yuan's whole body melted into the darkness. His feet were like a cat with thick flesh pads. His movements were agile and quick, without making any sound.
Gradually, Zhao Yuan approached the main building of the He family mansion.
At this time, the main building of the He family's mansion was actually brightly lit. However, what made people feel strange was that there was no one in this house that was supposed to be filled with slaves. It gave off an extremely eerie and creepy atmosphere.
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Zhao Yuan stood under the shadow of a big tree, and his spiritual thoughts spread little by little. When his spiritual thoughts entered the building, Zhao Yuan couldn't help but be shocked.
In the huge living room, there were dozens of big men in black clothes. Zhao Yuan counted roughly, there were at least forty people.
More than forty strong men in black clothes surrounded a fat man in white robes. The fat man was sitting on a huge carved wooden chair, like a huge mountain of meat, with an aura that looked down on the world.
Beneath the big fat man in white robes, dozens of people were kneeling in a large area of darkness. On the ground, there were many bloody and mutilated corpses. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood...
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In the living room of nearly a hundred people, no one spoke, you could hear a needle drop, and the atmosphere was filled with suffocating depression.
"How did the two divine envoys die?" The fat man in white robe was trimming his nails slowly with a pair of golden scissors. Although he asked softly, his voice was filled with cold air.
Inexplicable heart palpitations.
"I've told you countless times that I don't know how they died. I even don't know who the Divine Envoy is. Even if you kill me, I can't answer your question." He Ling said with a pair of eyes.
His flaming eyes stared intently at the fat man in white robe.
"It seems that you really don't know." The big fat man in white robe showed a look of disappointment on his face.
"I don't know." He Ling replied decisively.
"Okay, I'll give you one last chance. As long as you can answer, I will reward you with a whole body." The soft voice of the man in white robes sent chills down your spine.
He Ling gritted her teeth. She knew that she would inevitably die today, and now she could only hope that she would not suffer those inhuman tortures before she died.
"Who is Zhao Yuan?" The fat man in white robe pondered for a moment and suddenly asked.
"Ah..." He Ling didn't expect that the fat man in white robe would actually ask Zhao Yuan, and he suddenly looked shocked.
"Haha, it seems that you know Zhao Yuan." A slight smile appeared on the corner of the fat man in white robe, and he stopped trimming his nails. A pair of eyes with only a slit left stared at He Ling, ejaculating.
Her feminine gaze made He Ling's scalp tingle.
"I don't know!" He Ling stiffened her neck with an unyielding look on her face.
"Haha, is this your brother?"
The big fat man in white robe slowly stood up, walked to a teenage child, stretched out a pair of fat white hands, and gently touched the child's face, with a lewd smile on his face.
"Don't touch him!" Seeing the fear in his brother's eyes, He Ling let out a harsh scream.
"I just want to touch him, what can you do! Hehe, he has tender skin and tender flesh..." The fat man in white robe held up He Ling's younger brother's chin, and gently traced it with his fat white fingers, making a series of sounds.
A sinister smile.
"Let him go, I say!" He Ling said bitterly.
"Yes, this is a good boy." The fat man in white robe reluctantly touched He Ling's younger brother and returned to sit on the huge carved chair.
"Zhao Yuan is the only survivor of the massacre of the Zhao family in Jiangnan."
"The tragedy of the Zhao family in Jiangnan... Hey... do any of you remember it?" The fat man in white robe was stunned and thought for a moment. He seemed to have no memory. He glanced around at the strong men in black around him.
"Reporting to the great envoy, Hua Toutuo carried out the extermination of the Zhao family in Jiangnan. We don't know the specific situation. However, according to Hua Toutuo's report, all the families in Jiangnan have been exterminated, and there are no survivors." A burly man stepped forward and said,