A provocative assassin was beheaded by Huo Guang, and the assassins fully understood their situation. wwW, QuanBeN-XiaoShuo, coM
This group of people doesn't care about their origins, if they are dissatisfied, they will kill!
"Let's talk about it, what are you searching for in the Wind Demon Mountain Range?" Yan Chuan said lightly.
The assassins gritted their teeth and refused to speak.
"Hehe, now, still refuse to say?" Yan Chuan sneered.
"Hmph, it's death if you say it, but it's death if you don't say it. If you want to kill you, kill it!" An assassin said hard.
"Huh!" The assassins snorted coldly.
"Have I said to kill you?" Yan Chuan said lightly.
"Huh?" Everyone looked at Yan Chuan.
"Liu Jin, take it for interrogation in batches, keep those who answer truthfully, and kill those who dare to lie!" Yan Chuan said lightly.
"Yes!" Liu Jinying said.
"Are you serious? As long as we tell the truth, you won't kill us?" An assassin suddenly hoped.
Obviously at this moment, the assassins are no longer so hard-talking.
"Take it down!" Liu Jin waved.
The assassins brought out the big tent.
Jiu Jiansheng and Seven Swordsmen looked at this scene blankly.
"Uncle Master, you are really amazing!" Three Swordsman admired.
"When you are eating, don't give them the enthusiasm, continue to eat!" Yan Chuan smiled.
"good!"
Yan Chuan continued to eat, and when he finished eating, he drank another cup of tea. An hour had passed. Liu Jin entered the account again.
"Wang, recruit. This group of people are really afraid of death. They recruited all of them, and their confessions are all the same. They should be true!" Liu Jin smiled.
"Oh? Tell me!"
"It was the leader of the Sun-Moon League, sent by Wei Wei! He felt the king's threat, so he wanted to start early!" Liu Jin said solemnly.
"Feeling threatened?" Yan Chuan narrowed his eyes.
"Yes, this Wei Wei is obviously going to put the king to death!" Liu Jin said solemnly.
"I know, keep talking!" Yan Chuan took a sip of the tea ceremony.
"The eight thousand people led by Gu Yue Shengzi were actually searching for two people in the Wind Demon Mountain Range!" Liu Jin said.
"Oh?"
"This is the portrait found on one of the assassins!" Liu Jin handed over two portraits.
In the portrait, two ordinary men, both with beards, are very ordinary two people.
"Can you ask why you are looking for these two people?" Yan Chuan asked curiously.
"They don't know either!" Liu Jin shook her head.
At this time, Jiu Jiansheng and others also looked at the portrait.
"Uncle Six?" Jiu Jiansheng's expression changed.
"Huh? You know?" Yan Chuan asked in confusion.
"Brother, you said this is Uncle Six? How could it be that Uncle Six is so handsome! There is no beard!" The Three Swordsman also didn't believe.
Jiu Jiansheng’s eyes were cloudy and uncertain. After thinking about it, he said to Yan Chuan, “I’m sure that one of these portraits is Uncle Six, because I saw it with my own eyes not long ago, and the other one, if I guess. Yes, it should be Uncle Sanshi!"
"Huh?" Seven Swordsman said blankly.
"Go on!" Yan Chuan said solemnly.
"Well, not long after the three thousand people at Tianfeng crossed the Tribulation at the same time, there was an alarm bell in the clan. I wonder if you still remember?" Jiu Jiansheng said solemnly.
"Yes, at that time, the headmaster was handing over my father's belongings to me. Before I opened the bell, the bell rang. The headmaster left, and only came back to see me the next day, saying that there were two generations of disciples in the clan going to the Wind Demon Mountain Range together. Come back with one death and one wound!" Yan Chuan nodded.
"The one who died was the sixth master uncle. At that time, I heard the bell ring and passed. I saw it with my own eyes. At that time, the sixth master uncle was like the one in the portrait. I have seen Master Six dress up, that's it!" Jiu Jiansheng said solemnly.