Huang Si sent the information about Guan Ming and the other four people to Lu Cheng again.

These things are easy to explain by speaking. For family members, just transmit consciousness, which is very convenient.

After receiving the message, Lu Cheng couldn't help but be stunned and said, "It turns out that they are all subordinates of the master. I really didn't expect that there were so many colleagues."

In fact, Guan Ming came from the Demon Realm, Lu Cheng came to the earth from heaven, and the rest of the people also had their own belongings. From the perspective of administrative relations, they were actually not colleagues. But it was obviously the same for Huang Si's side.

"You can cooperate in the future, but you don't need to get too close to each other. You can just know that the other party exists." Huang Si ordered.

Lu Cheng was overjoyed and thanked him.

The millet water had almost eaten it. She put down her chopsticks, stretched her waist and leaned on the chair, and said lazily: "Hey, it's a headache to talk to the family. Either the father doesn't speak, only the family is talking, or the family hasn't spoken yet, the father already knows everything, and we can't understand it at all."

The final voice doesn't matter, she said, "I'm not interested in listening. Anyway, the left and right are just giving in to the official business."

...

It was late at night and the wind was very cold.

It was the end of November and the weather was already very cold. There was only a hint of warmth when the sun shone during the day, and it was so cold that people shivered at night.

The night in Lihe City is not too dark. There are many buildings here that are bright all night, burning charcoal stoves, and warmth is everywhere.

In this ancient city, people are full of money and rules, and the curfew in Changguo is almost useless, but civilians are not allowed to wander around the streets at night.

If you have money and power, who can care about you walking on the street?

Song Hong wandered on the street for a long time. He had a very high martial arts skills, so it was not difficult to avoid the guards and the patrol city guards, so no one has been stopping him.

Thinking back to the past, he walked to the teahouse again without realizing it.

The teahouse is still on.

Song Hong looked at the third floor from a distance across a block, with many thoughts in his mind.

He just went to the place where the Zhengdao Sect gathered and found out about Huang Si's name. The people also told him that Huang Si was a new terrifying demon related to the Demon Sect, so he must be careful.

Be careful? Song Hong smiled bitterly in his heart. Can he be careful of such a person?

Not to mention, he also wanted to ask the whereabouts of the master from this person.

But, it's very strange.

Zhou Xia, Huang Si, Shushui... These people are too unusual no matter how they look at it. It has been something wrong since Shushui. When Song Hong first met her, she was already in her twenties. Now twenty years have passed. Although she has covered her face, her figure and voice are not like an older person at all.

Huang Si was even more so. He heard Shu Shui and another masked woman calling him father with his own ears. But no matter how he looked, he didn't seem to be their father.

Moreover, he is particularly young and incredibly powerful martial arts, which is simply...

It's like summer back then...

The cold wind whistled, blowing Song Hong's heart cold.

For twenty years, he has never thought about that.

A few years ago, he was inquiring about clues related to gods in the world.

Unfortunately, when searching everywhere, there is only disappointment. After all the clues are investigated, they are just some illusions or ordinary things.

As for the temple? He didn't want to go there and didn't dare to think about it.

If it weren't for the news I learned half a year ago...

There was a sound in the teahouse.

Someone came out of it.

Song Hong saw Huang Si and three people coming out of the teahouse, and then said goodbye to a strong man, who left with two of his close companions waiting downstairs.

He really didn't know what to do and what to do.

Everything in front of me was like a dead end.

The powerful internal force allowed him to hear the voices of those people from afar.

"Huh, it's so cold tonight."

"Does my father want to add clothes? I'll give it to you..."

"Okay, even if you are not afraid of the cold, don't take off your clothes. I have internal energy to protect you, so I won't catch a cold."

"Hey, Ayin, don't you care about me? I'm not a mechanical body!"

“…You won’t get sick either.”

"Don't be stubborn, go home first. I'll take you two to buy clothes tomorrow."

"Wow! Dad is the best!"

Song Hongyaoyao looked at them talking and laughing, and then Shushui hugged Huang Si's arm with a smile. He shook his shoulders, as if he was about to shake Shushui to the ground. After a while, Huang Si extended his hand to another person who was walking with her. She hesitated for a while, but still reached out to hold her hands together.

Those people slowly approached the street where he was.

He hesitated for a moment, took a few steps forward and stood in front of them.

"Mr. Huang," Song Hong took a breath and finally asked: "You... are not humans, and you know Xia, right? Xia... I just want to ask, Xia, is it... a real god? If she is really a god, I..."

"It's too late." Huang Si said, "I've given you a chance in the teahouse. You didn't know how to seize it. Now I'll ask again, the event is over."

After saying that, he held Shushui and Zhongyin's hand, ignored Song Hong and walked over.

Zhongyin walked past him, turned his head slightly, and said coldly: "It's late at night, Mr. Song, please come back."

Song Hong looked at their backs blankly, feeling confused in his heart. After a long time, he turned around and left.

He finally returned to the inn.

Let's wash up early and go to bed. Xiaoqiu has the habit of waiting for him at night if he doesn't come back. He can't let Xiaoqiu wait too long.

Song Hong thought about it, so he went to the two guest rooms he had booked before. The lights were still on in Xiaoqiu's room. He thought that the child was not sleeping yet, so he pushed the door.

The door was not locked, he opened it and found that Xiaoqiu was not in the house.

Song Hong noticed a piece of straw paper next to the oil lamp.

He walked over and picked up the paper.

There is a line of words written on it:

"If you want to make your disciple live, see Liangfeng Pavilion by the river."

There was a trace of blood under the paper, which seemed to be deliberately wiped up by the writer.

Endless anger arose from Song Hong's heart. Someone dared to kidnap Xiaoqiu and threatened him with her life. Is it easy to be a sword saint?

Xiaoqiu... I hope she is fine. Since the other party left a message, he must have wanted to take Xiaoqiu as a hostage.

But I don’t know why the other party’s purpose is. If it’s for “that” thing, it’s easy to deal with. Xiaoqiu just needs to hand over the things and will not suffer any torture. When he rescues Xiaoqiu, he will grab the things back.

If it's not for that thing, it's going to be a problem. If the other party tortures Xiaoqiu....

Song Hong felt anxious and quickly left the inn with a note.

...

It is a very far away from Lihe City.

A dim basement.

"Gangmaster, she fainted."

"Wake up with water and continue asking."

"yes."

The sound of water splashing, the sound of walking.

The girl's body was tied to a copper bracket, with shackles clamping her wrists and ankles, locking her firmly on it.

She lowered her head, her clothes were torn, and her skin was covered with scars. The wounds were shallow. At first glance, it was taken out by a whip. The blood was dried up on it, and dark red intertwined.

When the water was poured on, the girl's body remained motionless, as if she had already lost her anger.

"Gangmaster, she seems to have fainted."

"Why would she faint so easily as a martial artist? That's just pretending."

The sound of footsteps came, and a man in gorgeous clothes walked up to the girl, and then stepped on the girl's ankle without hesitation, stomped down, rotated, and crushed.

The sound of sore teeth-making bone cracks came from the soles of the feet.

The girl's feet twitched and retracted for a while, and a slight scream of suppression came from her mouth.

"Look, I just said I was pretending. Keep interrogating me!"

"yes!"

The sound of the whip breaking through the air sounded.

"Don't pretend when you wake up! Get up and answer the questions!"

"Where did your master hide the Divine Light Stone?"

"explain!"

"You can't not know!"

"That stone cannot be carried with you all the time!"

"If it's not on you, it must be placed there!"

Every time the whip fell, the girl's body trembled.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, then slowly opened her eyes, and then a dry sound rang:

"I have no idea……"

Bang!
Chapter completed!