2456: C2456 I'm Going to Talk to Someone

C2456 I'm Going to Talk to Someone

Liu Xiaohu and the other two men nodded their heads crazily.

However, they were puzzled. "Boss, what about you?"

Ye Hong revealed a mysterious smile. "I'm going to talk to someone."

Ye Hong walked out of the woods while the three of them looked confused.

Above the forest, a beautiful figure stood on the treetops and watched this scene indifferently.

...

In the largest tent in the camp below the mountain.

Sonpagala sipped the tea in his cup and said to himself, "Everything in Yan Country is so fascinating.

This kind of place should belong to the people of Shawa! "

While he was drunk in the cup of fragrant tea, a mocking voice suddenly sounded in his ear, "Master is in a good mood!"

"Who is it?!"

Sonpagala threw the teacup away and stood up with a face full of vigilance.

His heart was cold.

As Cultivator of Ancient Taoism Martial Arts, he was not even aware that someone was approaching him.

Who exactly was the person who had come and could actually avoid his senses?!

"Master, here."

The voice just now sounded from behind Sonpagala.

Sonpagala turned around in horror and found a young man sitting leisurely on a chair with one hand resting on his chin. He looked at him with a smile that was not a smile.

"It's you!"

Sonpagala recognized the young man in front of him at a glance. He was the Inner Sect Temple disciple who had competed with Timcha that day, Gu Kang.

"Why are you here?"

Sonpagala asked while sizing up Ye Hong.

When he found that there was no threat in Ye Hong's body, he let out a sigh of relief.

"Maybe there is some kind of secret technique to avoid detection."

Sonpagala thought.

"Master, calm down. Let's sit down and talk."

Ye Hong poured himself a cup of tea as if he was at home and said to Sonpagala with a smile.

"Humph! I have nothing to talk to you about!"

Sonpagala's expression was cold. He said indifferently, "I don't care how you escaped from Ninth Mountain. Since you're not afraid of death, "I'll take you to the Buddha first!"

As he spoke, he raised his palm slightly.

A cold aura quickly gathered in his palm.

Ye Hong glanced at Sonpagala's actions, shook his head and sighed. "We already said that we would have a good chat. Could it be that you don't understand human language?

Hmm? "

As soon as he said that, Sonpagala felt his vision blur and he could not see Ye Hong anymore.

Before he could feel a chill in his heart, he felt a sharp pain in his head.

At the same time, his entire body was lying on the ground uncontrollably.

All the aura in his body seemed to have been frozen, and there was no reaction at all!

"Do I have to do this to have a good chat?"

Ye Hong stepped on Sonpagala's head and sat on the chair. He looked down indifferently at Sonpagala.

"You, who are you?"

Sonpagala's heart was filled with unprecedented fear. His body was trembling on the ground.

He had never thought that he, the dignified Cultivator of Ancient Taoism Martial Arts, who was respected by thousands of people in Shawa, would be stepped on by a young man.

Just how terrifying was this young man's strength?!

"Don't care who I am first. Answer a few questions honestly."

Ye Hong blew on the foam in the teacup. He said lightly. "First question," he said. What is your Sand Sect planning to cooperate with the Seven Poisons Cult in Southern Frontier?"

Sonpagala, who was on the ground, rolled his eyes. A strange light flashed in his eyes.

"Bang!"

Ye Hong exerted force on his feet.

"Ah!"

Sonpagala felt as if thousands of electric currents were exploding in his mind. The intense pain felt as if his head was going to be torn apart.

"Don't try to play any tricks, quickly say it!" Ye Hong said coldly.

"I will! I'll say it!

Our Sand Sect is planning to look for the Seven Poisons Cult to purchase medicinal Poison Beasts this time!"

Sonpagala panted heavily, his pupils dilated, his eyes filled with fear.

medicinal Poison Beasts?

Hearing Sonpagala's answer, Ye Hong's eyes lit up.

Before this, in the tiger forest, Ye Hong suspected that someone was conducting a Poison Beast experiment.

Those buried beast bones were the failed products of the experiment.

Now, it seemed that the person behind this was the Seven Poisons Cult.

It seemed that besides Hu Lin, the Seven Poisons Cult must have conducted Poison Beast experiments all over Southern Frontier.

These bastards! ...

Thinking about the miserable condition inside the Wangcai, and how that bastard was wandering in the forest alone, facing the beast bones of his own kind in grief, Ye Hong suddenly felt a killing intent rise up in his heart.

"Second question. Where is the Poison Beast?"

"I heard that in the headquarters of Seven Poisons Cult, Su Cen hasn't brought us there yet..."

After the torture just now, Sonpagala had become much more obedient and immediately answered Ye Hong.

"The third question. Why did you attack Ninth Mountain?"

"Because..."

Sonpagala slightly raised his eyes and met Ye Hong's cold gaze. He was so scared that he quickly withdrew his gaze and hurriedly replied, " Because all the countries of East Continent are envious of the ancient martial arts of Yan Country and can teach them to the people on a large scale.

Our Sand Cult is under the secret order of the king. On the surface, we are here to purchase Poison Beasts, but in reality, we are here as a vanguard team to take down Seven Poisons Cult.

"After that, we established our Sand Sect in the Southern Frontier, slowly devouring the Chinese Ancient Martial Arts Realm and stealing the ancient martial arts inheritance of your Yan Country..."

No wonder.

Shasim Monk's strange behavior finally got a reasonable explanation here.

It seemed like he was still affected by the incident of the South Continent Nether Beast.

Ever since that incident, everyone in the world felt threatened and wanted to learn how to defend themselves.

In the entire world, only the Yan Country did the best.

It was not only because of the abundant resources and resources of the Yan Country, but also because of Ye Hong's influence on the entire Ancient Martial Realm.

The people of Yan Country were able to smoothly learn ancient martial arts.

Of course, it was also because of this that many Chinese flaunted this matter on the Internet.

It was expected that other countries would be jealous of him.

However, Ye Hong did not expect this Shawa Nation to have such a huge appetite. It wanted to swallow the entire Chinese Ancient Martial Arts World.

It seemed like the Sand Wa Kingdom wanted to swallow the entire Chinese Ancient Martial Arts Realm. Perhaps East Continent... The other countries in the world had the same thoughts as Shawa.

As expected, a man who is innocent is guilty of having a treasure.

Looks like I have to remind Sacred Temple when I go back.

The tent fell into a long silence.

While Ye Hong was thinking, Sonpagala finally managed to control a wisp of his Qi with difficulty.

A fierce light flashed in his eyes. His palm, which was originally hanging by his side, moved and attacked Ye Hong.

"Go to hell!"

However, that palm was frozen in midair forever.

As the black light flashed in the tent, the light in Sonpagala's eyes gradually dimmed.

"Aren't you... Cultivator of Ancient Taoism Martial Arts..."

After leaving these words filled with regret and hatred, Sonpagala closed his eyes forever.1

"Unfortunately, I still want to talk to you for a while."

Ye Hong looked at the body under his feet.

Not long later. Not long after, Ye Hong walked out of the tent and left the camp.

After he left, a beautiful figure quietly appeared from the darkness and looked at his back with a complicated expression.

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