Zhitong listened to Wang Fang's last words and asked, "Don't you kill me?"

Wang Fang curled his lips and said, "It seems that you will keep asking these irrelevant things without limiting the number of questions. I will give you three more opportunities...

After I answered the three questions, you can get out.

You are not qualified to let me kill."

After knowing that he would not be killed, and the other party would let him go, Zhitong slowly got up and sat cross-legged on the ground. The vertical pupils in his eyes stared at Wang Fang, no longer as sharp as he was when he came.

"Where is Zuo Ding?"

The thing that King Cheng was most concerned about was Zuo Ding's whereabouts. He knew too much. If he was still blinded by Wang Fang, he might even reveal his secret.

Moreover, when he shouted that King Shan was angry and had nowhere to vent his anger. Because of Zuo Ding, the plan arranged by the demon clan sacrificed millions of elite troops, was destroyed. His most trusted confidant became the biggest failure of the entire plan.

If Zuo Ding was still alive, he would have cut him into pieces with his own hands to pay tribute to the ancestors of the demon clan who died in the Battle of Taijiang.

Therefore, Zhitong first asked about the whereabouts of Zuo Ding.

Wang Fang replied: "Zuo Ding is dead. After the Beidian Guard captured the altar in Luanfeng Mountain, we found Zuo Ding's body. If you don't believe me, give me an address and I will send Zuo Ding's head over.

So you won't be afraid that I will know more secrets.

Of course... I can't forget it if I know, but I'm not the one who tells other people's secrets everywhere, as long as I don't cause trouble for me."

Zuo Ding was dead, and Zhitong gave him a breath. Wang Fang was willing to send Zuo Ding's head, which also means that he did not lie.

Although Zuo Ding died just like this was a bargain, there was no need to think about how to steal him out.

As for what Wang Fang knew and how to deal with him, he still listened to the orders of King Shan.

The first question was answered, Zhitong asked again: "What is the situation in the altar now?"

Zhitong was not sure whether Wang Fang knew about the demon seeds and the demon race, but Chunyu Jin said on the Guanhai Tower that she did not know the function of the altar. If they regarded the altar as an ordinary weapon used to attack Zejun, the altar itself might not be very damaged. If it could be repaired, it should be able to continue to activate the demon seed ritual.

But Wang Fang's answer completely dispelled the expectations of Zhitong.

"The altar was completely crushed. Captain Chunyu's order was to... break it and grind it into powder and sprinkle it into the sea."

This is really a crushing bone and ashes.

Is it so thorough to deal with an ordinary altar?

Realizing something Zhitong asked anxiously: "Do you know about the demon seed?"

Wang Fang narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Is this a question? You must know that you have the last question left. I will not say anything after answering it."

The scene suddenly fell into silence.

Zhitong could see that Wang Fang had given the answer, and he knew about the demon seed. But since the altar was destroyed, did he know what the demon seed could do?

Zhitong was considering the last question what should he ask...what is the one that the king wanted to know the most at this time.

At this time, a majestic voice came from the dark: "I'll ask the last question. Lord Wang, can you explain to me the reason why Amaterasu turned red?"

He only heard the sound, but did not see the person, but a faint pressure emanated from the darkness, making Wukong hold the golden cudgel tightly. He approached Wang Fang and whispered: "The other party is very strong. Do you want me, Lao Sun, to try his skills!"

Wukong was indeed the master of the Heavenly Palace who was not afraid of heaven and earth, and dared to make a big fuss. The other party obviously called the Shan Dawang to come in person, but he actually thought of giving the other party a stick first.

If the fight starts, Wang Fang's chess formation may not be able to limit the 15th level demon king. Even if the animation masters can join forces to subdue the uniform and shout mountains, it is definitely not worthwhile to put yourself in.

Wang Fang stopped Wukong, who was eager to try, stood up and bowed to the direction where the sound came, and then said: "When the North Palace Guard attacked Zhiluanfeng Mountain, the three demon marquis had already stimulated the blood of millions of demon clans in the altar and shone the moon through twenty-six holes.

The appearance of the demon race must be related to the moon.

But the Beidian Guard attacked quickly, and after surrounding and killing the demon army guarding the altar, he destroyed the altar. The moon was not affected, but Amaterasu was dyed red."

As he said that, Wang Fang looked up at the stars.

The moon is half red and half white, the astronomy star in the moon halo is scarlet like blood, and the crows crying by seems to indicate something?

The strange moon couldn't help but attract Wang Fang's long-term gaze, as if something was about to move in his body. He murmured: "It's too late to go after we go. When the moon shines in the full sky and the stars move to the heart of the moon and the red light shines on the ground, I don't know what will happen?

Calling King Shan, you have succeeded even if you fail..."

"Thanks!"

A gust of wind rolled up with the sound, and after the wind stopped, Xuan Scorpion said behind Wang Fang: "Call the King of Mountains and left, he took Zhitong away."

Wang Fang did not look back and continued to stare at the moon, and said lightly: "Well, I understand... let's go too."

"It's the master!"

...

Calling King Shan to take Zhitong away and return to his hiding place.

He is in a good mood.

Zuo Ding died, and more secrets were kept. The plan to activate the demon seed did not completely fail... He had long discovered the abnormal changes of Amaterasu, and this time it was confirmed that Amaterasu's changes were related to the demon altar.

Now Amaterasu moves towards the center of the moon every day. When the moon is full, a demon may appear on the ground when the red light shines on the ground.

Although this is just a guess, preparations must be made as soon as possible.

The eldest prince who called Shan to come back and knew that he was going to capture Wang Fang came immediately. He wanted to participate in the interrogation of Wang Fang himself, and he wanted to know what happened to the Beidianwei and Chunyu Jin.

Did Chunyu Jin know about his activities with the demon clan, or did he "betray" him like the rumors?

"Big King, where is the king placed? What's wrong with Zhitong? Who beat her like this?" The prince who came in couldn't help but ask when he saw Zhitong's tragic appearance. Will it be that if he caught another Sima, he would be like this? Did he meet Chunyu Jin!

He called Shan Dawang to rectify his bones and heal his wounds. When he saw the eldest prince, he couldn't help but say: "Big Prince, the information you gave me is wrong. You said that Wang Fang is a painter of the ninth or tenth level, but the demon soldiers I sent were not only wiped out, but Zhitong was also beaten like this by him.

Wang Fang is not a level nine or ten at all... He is the master of the 14th level painting, and even I have to deal with his painting spirit seriously."

The eldest prince changed his expression and said loudly: "This is impossible. I have read Wang Fang's household registration record. He was only fifteen years old. He was just a child of an ordinary mountain citizen before. Being able to become a tenth-level painter is talented. How could he be the master of the 14th-level painter?

King, will you be deceived by him?"

Zhitong said weakly: "Big Prince, can I deceive people with this injury? If Wang let go and spare me, I would have died under his spiritual painter.

His paintings are very strange and he is defeated before the battle.
Chapter completed!