Ling Xuanluo couldn't help but be anxious when he eavesdropped on the conversation between Zalai Lao and Erjiang, knowing that Duan Xiao had fallen for their tricks and might have fallen into the hands of Yun Qing. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He put his sword on the neck of the old man and threatened him to tell the location of the Shadowless Creek.

Zalai did not bow his head when he died, claiming that he didn't know where the Shadowless Creek was, which angered Ling Xuanluo even more. When Er Jiang saw that this little man was really going to be a killer, he was so anxious that his originally dark face was so gray that he couldn't show his human color, and kowtowed like pounding garlic and begged: "Oops, hey, grandpa God...... Divine Ancestor...... Your subordinates have mercy, Zalai Lao him, he really doesn't know the specific location of Wuyingxi, Erjiang wants to lie for half a word, and soon thunder will fall in this forest and chop me to death!"

Ling Xuanluo and Er Jiang had a brief conversation, and they already knew a little about what kind of person he was, so they threw down Zarai Lao and turned to him and said, "You just claimed to be colluding with the ghost king Yunqing, and she only knew where the Shadowless Creek was when she beat the ghosts outside, so you locals wouldn't know?"

Er Jiang replied cautiously: "Grandpa God doesn't know, the place in Wuying Creek used to be the territory of the Bearded Divine Clan, the stream is long and narrow, and there are many Divine Clan people living by the stream. However, hundreds of years ago, the entire Protoss disappeared overnight, and such a long stream was also lost. Since then, the past of the Bearded God Clan has become a story told by the Ailao people from the time they beat their great-great-great-great-grandparents, and although it is still circulating, no one can find a basis, and everyone only says that it is a myth and legend!"

Ling Xuanluo carefully observed Erjiang, glanced at Zalai Lao a few more times, compared the expressions of the two, and moved the sword away with lightning speed, quickly flipped his palm, and turned the sword on Erjiang's neck, while Zalai Lao kicked it aside.

"According to you, you seem to know the story, and you don't want to tell me quickly!" he pressed fiercely.

After the cold sword was moved, Zalai Lao's shoulders became lighter, and he thought that he was safe, and his hanging heart could finally fall. Who knew that in the blink of an eye, he figured out that the reason why Ling Xuanluo let him go was to transfer the target and hold Er Jiang under the sword, and he immediately looked more panicked than if he was in danger.

He was worried about Erjiang's life, and he was afraid that he would say something he shouldn't say, and his withered hands shook desperately: "Grandpa Mingjian, Erjiang doesn't know anything about this matter! What I said is what the ghost king Yunqing ordered me to write in the secret letter, we are just mortals living in the tribe, and we just want to live a stable life, how dare we dare to inquire about things related to the Shadowless Creek? That kind of place where people become ghosts as soon as they enter and come out again, we don't dare to touch the edges!" Shaoxia, oh no, grandpa spared us, we can't get involved in their ghost affairs!"

"Yes, yes, everything is as Daddy said, Grandpa spares his life!" Er Jiang's previous words had already reached his lips, but he was blocked by Zalai Lao, and swallowed back alive, just nodding in agreement. However, his throat was pressed against the cold of the sword, and he could only tap his head slightly, and then he didn't dare to move again.

Ling Xuanluo saw that the two of them sang and harmonized, and cooperated with the tacit understanding, he sneered and said, "Bah! You two snakes and rats, in order to sell the lord for glory, are willing to be bribed by the ghost king, help her send a letter and be her lackey, and even say that you can't participate in the peace? I think that you have stepped on this pool of water quite deeply!"

It was easy for Zalai to come up with a set of arguments, but he didn't deceive him, and he was so frightened that he just shook his hand, and couldn't say anything else.

Ling Xuanluo gritted his teeth and said, "I'm afraid that even three-year-old children can't coax these words." Let me ask you, if you really don't know anything about the Shadowless Creek, how can you know that all the people who went in and came out have changed into ghosts?" (To be continued.) )