Seeing the atmosphere plummeting, Qin Yan thought it would be a joke if there was a stalemate at this moment, so he intervened forcefully despite the huge pressure and the risk of accidental injury. "Stop, stop, what are you two talking about? Shouldn't the top priority be to share the same hatred and hatred with the outside world? It would be disgraceful to have internal strife now."
"Internal strife? What's the big deal? I just made a little joke. I'm sure Xiaoniao won't take it to heart at all, right?" Jianfeng retreated, as if nothing had ever happened.
"Yes, after all, the value of free information is much higher than competing with someone."
"Pichupi..." [But those words clearly made the elder brother very unhappy...]
"Yin is very powerful on the one hand, and his words are also extremely lethal. I'm too lazy to argue with him." As he said that, Qingkong Vers stared at the soul trapped in the lamp, "I want to ask something, I hope you can answer truthfully."
"It's so funny. Who do you think you are? Why do I still have to answer all questions???" After hearing this, Wuxu was filled with anger and contempt.
"Pichu!" [I'll punish you if you don't tell me! ] Lika made some gestures and continued to store electricity.
Although Wuxu didn't understand it, he roughly guessed the meaning, which was a direct threat: "Little mouse, you are so arrogant. If this master hadn't been trapped by this crap, I would have boiled you in minutes. Bake it and eat it!”
"? I don't like to make threats like a villain at every turn, but I still advise you to recognize the reality, otherwise it will only take you a second."
After all, the old guy is just a bully who is afraid of the strong. Now he is too scared to say anything.
"...Okay, can we not act like I'm threatening you?" Qingkong Vers is very self-aware. His own deterrence is far less than Yin Tianqi's. Even if he stays in place, he can produce a very strong effect. Feeling of oppression. "Even now, you are still keeping secrets for Liao Mansha. What are you trying to do? I think she is no different from Sorensen. She is good at weaving lies one after another that deceives herself and others. Even if she really wins the world and shares the glory and wealth with you, ? How is that possible? I’m afraid that if it loses its use value, I’ll just kick it away. If I’m more ruthless, I might even sacrifice it.”
"What is Sorenson?"
"Sorenson is not a thing... No, the focus is wrong." He suddenly remembered some bad memories, was slightly startled, and then deliberately avoided the relevant topic. "In short, none of you here are your real enemies. That group of people has made you a lonely ghost. If they are not punished, will you be willing to do so?"
After hearing this, Wuxu was silent for a moment. Recalling the past carefully, it is true that death was a matter of thanks to Split Shadow. However, I had never had any grievances with him, so why... it was probably an instruction from my superiors to kill people and silence them to avoid future troubles.
"Since it was those guys who were unkind in the first place, don't blame me for being unjust!" Wuxu decided to take revenge. At least he would have to make a life-and-death defeat. "What do you want to know?"
"Okay, now is the free question period. Please feel free to speak." Qingkong Vers said while looking around at everyone, but no one seemed to have the intention to speak. Helpless, he could only continue awkwardly, "Hey, I really don't give you face... then it's me. How much do you know about transforming people?"
"Let me think about it, it must have been three or four years ago. One night there was an organization called Black Sun or something..."
"Wait a minute, it doesn't mean much if only a few of us hear it. But, how to record the ghost's voice?"
"Pichu! Pichupi?" [I thought of it! The master seems to have used that kind of magic weapon before? ]
"Although, it would be better to prioritize conventional equipment..."
"Pichu Pichu." [That requires a very advanced spell. ]
"It's not difficult to record it. It all depends on the ghost's will. Why do some people's mobile phones inexplicably record things that are beyond common sense? What do you think?" Yin Tianqi said.
"I probably guessed what you were thinking... If it needs to come in handy one day, maybe my mobile phone is a more suitable choice." Qin Yan immediately understood and actively cooperated.
