Huang Si sends the information of Guan Ming and the other four people to LV Cheng.


    These things are easy to say in speech. It''s convenient for family members to transmit their consciousness.


    After receiving the information, LV Cheng was stunned and said, "they are all subordinates of the master. I didn''t expect that there are so many colleagues."


    In fact, Guan Ming came from the demon world, LV Cheng came from the heaven, and the rest also belong to their own. In fact, from the perspective of administrative relations, they are not colleagues. But Huang Si is obviously the same.


    "You can cooperate in the future, but you don''t need to be too close to know each other''s existence." Huang Si ordered.


    LV Cheng was overjoyed and thanked him.


    When the millet water was almost eaten, he put down his chopsticks, stretched himself, leaned back on the chair and said lazily, "Hey, it''s a headache for Dad to talk to the family members. Either dad doesn''t talk, only the family members are talking, or the family members haven''t spoken yet. Dad already knows everything. We can''t understand at all."


    The final sound doesn''t matter. She said, "I''m not interested in listening. Anyway, it''s just business."


    ……


    The night is deep and the wind is cold.


    It was the end of November, and the weather was already very cold. Only when the sun was shining during the day, there was a trace of warmth, and people shivered at night.


    The night in gravel river city is not too dark. Many buildings here are bright all night, burning charcoal stoves and filled with warmth.


    In this ancient city, the rules are relaxed, and the curfew in Changguo is almost in vain, but civilians are not allowed to wander in the streets at night.


    If you are rich and powerful, who can control you walking in the street.


    Song Hong has been wandering the streets for a long time. His martial arts are very high. It is not difficult to avoid watchmen and patrolling city guards, so no one has stopped him.


    Thinking back on the past, he unknowingly walked near the teahouse again.


    The light is still on in the teahouse.


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


    He just went to the gathering place of the righteous sect and found out the name of Huang Si. Those people also told him that Huang Sinai was a new terrible devil related to the demon sect. Let him be careful.


    look out? Song Hong smiled miserably in his heart. Can he care about such a person?


    Not to mention, he also wanted to find out the whereabouts of master from this population.


    But it''s strange.


    Zhou Xia, Huang Si, millet water... These people are too unusual. Something has been wrong since the beginning of millet water. When Song Hong first saw her, she was in her twenties. Now twenty years have passed. Although she covered her face, her figure and voice are not like an older person at all.


    Huang Si is even more so. With his own ears, he heard millet water and another masked woman calling his father. But he didn''t look like he could be their father.


    Moreover, he is extremely young and powerful to incredible martial arts, which is simply


    It''s like summer in those days.


    The cold wind blew song Hong''s heart cold.


    He hasn''t thought about that in twenty years.


    Years ago, he was asking for clues about gods in the world.


    Unfortunately, looking everywhere, only disappointed. All the clues investigated are just illusions or ordinary things.


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


    If it hadn''t been for the news learned six months ago


    There was a noise in the teahouse.


    Someone came out of it.


    Song Hong saw Huang Si coming out of the teahouse with three people. Then he said goodbye to a strong man. The man left with two relatives waiting downstairs.


    He really doesn''t know what to do or what to do.


    Everything in front of me was like a dead end.


    His powerful internal power enabled him to hear the voices of those people from a distance.


    "Hoo hoo, it''s so cold at night."


    "Father, do you want more clothes? I''ll give you..."


    "OK, don''t take off your clothes even if you''re not afraid of cold. I have internal Qi to protect myself. I won''t catch a cold."


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


    "... you won''t get sick."


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


    "Wow! Dad is the best!"


    Song Hongyao looked at them talking and laughing. Then, the millet water smiled and hugged Huang Si''s arm. He shook his shoulder, as if he wanted to shake the millet water to the ground. After a while, Huang Si held out her hand to another colleague. She hesitated and held her hand together.


    Those people slowly approached his street.


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


    "Mr. Huang," Song Hong took a breath and finally asked, "you... Are not human, and you know Xia, right. Xia she... I just want to ask, Xia, is it... A real God? If she is really a God, I..."


    "It''s late." Huang Si said, "I was in the teahouse and gave you a chance. You didn''t hold it. Now ask again. The activity is over."


    After that, he took the hand of millet water and Zhongyin, ignored song Hong and walked over.


    Zhongyin walked past him, slightly turned his head and said coldly, "the night is deep. Please come back, Mr. Song."


    Song Hong stared at their backs. He was in a mess. After a long time, he turned and left.


    He finally returned to the inn.


    Wash and sleep early. Xiaoqiu has the habit of waiting for him at night if he doesn''t come back, but we can''t let Xiaoqiu wait too long.


    Song Hong thought and 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 still awake, so he pushed the door.


    The door was unlocked. He opened it and found that Xiaoqiu was not in the house.


    Song Hong noticed that there was a piece of straw paper beside the oil lamp.


    He went over and picked up the paper.


    There is a line on it:


    "If you want to kill your disciples, I''ll see you at the Pavilion by the river."


    At the bottom of the paper, there was a touch of blood, which seemed to have been deliberately wiped on by the writer.


    Boundless anger rose from Song Hong''s heart. Someone dared to abduct Xiao Qiu and threaten him with her life. Is it easy to be a swordsman!


    Xiaoqiu... I hope she''s okay. Since the other party left a message, she must want to take Xiaoqiu as a hostage.


    I just don''t know what the other party''s purpose is. If it''s for "that" thing, it''s easy to do. Xiaoqiu just needs to hand it over and won''t suffer any torture. When he saves Xiaoqiu, he''ll grab it back.


    If it''s not for that thing, it''s troublesome. In case the other party tortures Xiaoqiu,.


    Song Hong was so anxious that he quickly left the inn with a note.


    ……


    Far from gravel river city.


    A dark basement.


    "Guild leader, she fainted."


    "Wake up with water and continue to ask."


    "Yes."


    The sound of splashing water, the sound of walking.


    The girl''s body was tied to a copper support, and shackles clamped her wrists and ankles to lock her firmly.


    She hung her head, her clothes were ragged, and her skin was full of scars one by one. The wound was shallow. At first glance, it was whipped out, and her blood dried up on it, with dark red crisscross.


    When the water splashed on, the girl''s body was still motionless, as if she had lost her vitality.


    "Guild leader, she seems to have fainted."


    "She''s a martial artist. How could she faint so easily? It''s just pretending."


    Heavy footsteps came, and a man with gorgeous clothes came to the girl. Then, without hesitation, he stepped on the girl''s ankle, stepped on it, rotated and rolled it.


    The biting crack came from the soles of the feet.


    The girl''s feet twitched and retracted, and her mouth gave out a slight miserable cry that she tried to suppress.


    "Look, I said it was fake. Continue to interrogate me!"


    "Yes!"


    The whips broke into the air.


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


    "Where did your master hide the divine light stone?"


    "Say!"


    "You can''t not know!"


    "That stone can''t always be on you!"


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


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


    Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, then slowly opened her eyes, and then a dry voice sounded:


    "I... don''t know..."


    Pop!


    "I really don''t know..."