Eternal gate

"You...are not deceiving me?" Zhao Yun glanced at Mo Zi.

"Do I have that much free time?" Mozi smiled.

"This is only part of it, there are still many that have not been discovered," Huanmeng whispered, "Except for Yang Xuanzong, the headmaster of Tianzong, anyone in Tianzong may be a spy, including your master Yunyan."

"What I'm curious about is how you found out." Zhao Yunhuan looked at everyone.

"Have you ever heard of the Immortal Demon King?" Mozi took a sip of wine.

"The overlord of the Demon Realm in the barbaric era is known to all the world." Zhao Yundao said.

"There are nine great demon generals under the Demon King, and my Demon family... is the inheritance of the ninth demon general." Demon son said slowly, telling the ancient story of the demon realm, "The ninth demon general is the only female demon. Generals are the lowest in moral conduct and weakest in combat power. They focus on the intelligence network. After the death of the Demon Lord, the nine demon generals fight in a melee. The Demon Realm falls apart. Generation after generation, it gradually declines. At this point, only the inheritance of the Five Lines is left. What the Demon Family inherits is intelligence. Although the net has been exhausted, its foundation still exists. When Tianzong was first established, two of the nine deputy heads... were members of my Demon Family, and no one knows about it until now."

"Cow!"

This time, it was Zhao Yun who grinned and clicked his tongue.

It’s no wonder that the Demon family knows many things very well, and just one line of inheritance can crush them to death. Before Daxia has been established, the Demon family’s intelligence network is already deeply rooted, and the benefits and disadvantages involved can be imagined.

Fortunately, he hid deep enough and was a latecomer to the Tianzong, otherwise he would have been thoroughly investigated.

"Be careful with Linglong." Huanmeng warned, "She is now in charge of the Daxia Long Dynasty's intelligence network. As Daxia Hongyuan's disciple, you should be aware of her methods."

"Thanks for the reminder." Zhao Yun continued to read the ancient scroll.

There is no need for Huan Meng to say that he will also be wary of Linglong. Even if he talks and laughs on weekdays, if it really involves the politics of Tianzong and the royal family, he, a little shrimp, may be cannon fodder at any time. The Great Xia Long Dynasty has a vast territory and there is no shortage of geniuses. , compared with the interests of the dynasty, everything is just a cloud.

"The sincerity of my Demon family is enough." Demon Zi smiled at Zhao Yun.

"Enough, enough." Zhao Yun said, taking out a pile of spells.

If the other party is sincere, he can't hide it.

Seeing this, the four people present, including Mako, all twitched their lips, this must be a fucking talisman! Where did this product come from with so many charms? If they said they bought it, they wouldn't believe it.

"Are you still a Talisman Master?" Huan Meng asked in shock.

"Look at me now... am I handsome again?" Zhao Yun straightened his collar meaningfully.

"What a talent."

Huan Meng clicked his tongue, he is an weapon refiner and a talisman master, he is so resistant and able to fight, he has super learning ability, his talents are terrifying, he is a monster that defies heaven!

"You... finally did something human." Mozi said earnestly.

"Since you praise me so much, I will give you an extra treasure." Zhao Yun brought out a piece of Purple Tears Weapon Crystal, which was as big as a watermelon.

"I'll go." The two old men were no longer calm and stared at each other.

It's not that I haven't seen the Purple Tears Soldier Crystal before. It's the first time I've seen such a big Purple Tears Soldier Crystal. Where did this kid find it? It's such a big piece that you can't buy with money, so only a fool would sell it.

"Hmm...eye candy."

Demon Zi also realized it, and he picked up his own magic sword and put it on the table with a clang. The meaning was obvious: Mr. Ji, if you don't mind, help me temper my weapon!

In this way...you can do one more thing.

He realized it, and the two old men and Huan Meng also realized it, and they all took out their weapons.

"There are probably not many people as down-to-earth as you four in the world." Zhao Yun took a deep breath, it would be different if they formed an alliance! There is no need to pay for free labor.

There is no way, who made him a weapon refiner?

The sincerity of the Mo family is enough. If nothing else, just say that these spies' lists cannot be bought with money. They can save lives at critical moments. Mo Zi showed this to him. It was nothing more than a reminder to remind him that he was in Tianzong. Be more discerning, and don't let others destroy you without even realizing it.

As for this list, whether it should be handed over to Tianzong or not is up to him. It is better not to hand it over for now. For revenge, he may have to fight against Tianzong and the royal family in the future, so it is better to keep some trump cards.

"How much do you, the Demon Family, know about the Punishment Tower?"

Zhao Yun was tempering his weapons and holding the chess pieces in his hand, and he asked vaguely, how could such a powerful intelligence network not collect some information?

As soon as these words came out, Huan Meng's eyes flashed with light, and he had already glimpsed Ji Hen's secret.

However, she has not revealed this secret to Mako yet.

For the first time in so many years, she had some reservations about the Demon Family.

"That's not a good place." Mako said leisurely.

"Are there... anyone from your demon family in the torture tower?" Zhao Yun asked again.

"Yes." Mozi still didn't hide it.

"Can you take me into the torture tower?" Zhao Yun said hurriedly.

"No." Mozi replied simply, "None of Hongyuan's disciples are qualified to enter the torture tower, let alone you. If you want to enter... just get a pass. As far as I know, Zi Yihou, Princess Yuling and The high priests of the royal family all have passes. If you can win the favor of the Emperor of Daxia, it would be more direct, or you can go to Hongyuan and Hongque."

"If you have time, I'll take off this arm of yours too." Zhao Yun glanced sideways at Mozi and said a lot of nonsense. If he could find a pass, why bother with your blabbering?

"Why, are your family members imprisoned in the torture tower?" Mozi looked at Zhao Yun with a smile.

"I haven't entered the torture tower yet. I want to go in and take a look." Zhao Yun gave a standard answer.

Mozi was amused. He was not a fool, and he did not believe Zhao Yun's nonsense. However, he would investigate this matter. Ji Hen's roundabout way of interrogating the torture tower was not strange. If he could help...he would definitely do it. help.

"Mozi, there is someone from the Demon Suppressing Division." The old man from the small teahouse hurriedly walked in.

"Daxia Suppressing Demon Division?" Zhao Yun frowned slightly when he heard this.

Judging from the name, it is related to demons. In other words, the Demon Suppressing Division was established because of the major inheritances in the Demon Realm, and its mission is to destroy all the Demon Realm inheritances. In this way, it can be regarded as the mortal enemy of the Demon Family.

"We...are all good people."

When Mozi said this, he pressed firmly.

Or even if he is the holy son of the Demon family, he doesn't have the urge to urinate.

Zhao Yun laughed when he heard the words "good people".

The old man let out a dry cough and walked away in a daze. The devil is the most stable person!

He was making a fuss, the people from the Demon Suppressing Division were just here to drink tea.

The devil is not afraid, and Zhao Yun himself is not afraid.

That's the same sentence, we...are all good people.

Chess is still being played.

From a distance, most people think that the two are masters of chess.

To put it more exaggeratedly, it is a showdown between chess masters and chess masters.

In fact, what about their chess skills? It's all a mess.

At least, in the eyes of the two old men, they were just joking. Apart from being full of character, everything else was just a cloud, giving people a very real illusion: these two are... masters.

Not long after, a butterfly flew into the small garden.

Huan Meng stretched out her hand, and the butterfly fell into her palm. She removed a small note from the top.

"Holy Son." Huanmeng handed over the note.

Mako took it as he pleased.

After taking a look, he suddenly stood up, and his cold murderous intention suddenly appeared.

Zhao Yun looked at him and raised his eyebrows. He was as calm as any holy son of the Demon Family. This matter must not be simple.

"See you someday."

The devil put down the chess piece, left a word and turned around to leave.

The two old men hurriedly followed and read the note, looking quite ugly.

"What's going on?" Zhao Yun looked at Huan Meng.

"I don't know." Huan Meng shook her head lightly. She didn't read the note, and she didn't know what happened. However, seeing the devil like this must be a big deal. She, who is also a member of the devil family, had a lot of worry in her eyes.

Here, Mozi has left the small teahouse, his face even colder, "Wang Yang, you really deserve to die."