Chapter 770: Switching Sides
The drinking lasted until dawn.
Fu Qingzhou can no longer count how many new faces he met, nor how much he drank.
Most of the people at the wine table today are famous seniors and experts in the world. It can even be said that 90% of the most powerful people in the world are gathered here.
They drank wine as if they were drinking water. When the banquet was over, the Xuanmeng Square was filled with countless empty wine jars of various sizes. They were piled up like several hills, making people suspicious. Not all the wine in Luoyi was empty.
Fu Qingzhou... Even if the two techniques in his body can easily neutralize the alcoholic power, he can't stand drinking like this. When it's dawn, he will inevitably stagger.
“Are you okay?”
Half-conscious, he saw Wu Yan walking up to him and asking calmly.
Fu Qingzhou held his head and responded: "It's okay, but... go now to see the remnant of the Demon Cult?"
"You decide for yourself."
Wu Yan said calmly.
Fu Qingzhou shook his head.
How many days until the Xuanmeng Ceremony? Three days? Five days? Life has been a bit chaotic recently, I can’t remember clearly...
There are still a lot of things to deal with next. Lord Lan has come, but King Xishuo hasn’t come yet. I haven’t contacted Brother Hua yet. I don’t know. What's going on, brother... By the way, almost all the people participating in the ceremony have arrived, and there may be some of the Lord's moles among them. We need to find an opportunity to leak some news about Qingjiangzi to see if any of the moles will rebel. Kill Qing Jiangzi and silence him...
“There are too many things to do, we can’t take our time.”
He said helplessly: "Let's go and meet the person you brought."
Wu Yan nodded.
Zhu Mei had already eaten, drank, and left with great satisfaction. She was just an ordinary person who wanted to sleep when she was full, so she had already checked into the guest room under the arrangement of the Xuanmeng disciples.
At this time, only Wu Yan and Fu Qingzhou, led by the secret envoy of Mingjiange, headed towards the Luoyi government office.
Yes...it's the government office again. After all, Xuanmeng does not have its own private prison.
The imprisoned person must be imprisoned in the government prison.
After entering the prison, Fu Qingzhou's smell of alcohol dissipated a lot as he was washed away by the fishy smell in the prison.
Soon, he saw Chu Xianghong who was imprisoned in the deepest part.
Her face was disgraced, her body was covered with wounds, her prison clothes were stained with blood, and she was huddled in the corner with a gloomy face.
Seeing this, Fu Qingzhou frowned: "How long have you been in jail, are you already being tortured?"
"Sir, I don't dare!"
The jailer on the side said quickly: "She, when she was sent here..."
"It's me." Wu Yan said calmly: "She is very dangerous. I deliberately injured her like this so that she can't escape."
Fu Qingzhou: "..."
Okay, as expected of Wu Yan, simple and direct.
At this time, Chu Xianghong also heard the two of them talking and slowly opened her eyes.
When he opened his eyes, Fu Qingzhou was startled.
She looked extremely embarrassed, but her eyes were exceptionally bright, and she did not show any signs of fatigue.
“Fu Qingzhou?”
Chu Xianghong looked at Wu Yan with a hoarse voice: “You really brought him here.”
"She has always wanted to see you." Wu Yan said calmly: "She is very strange. She always says that the Lord will win and that you will die, but on the other hand, she also says that if you are powerful enough, she will surrender to you."< br>
Fu Qingzhou smiled lightly.
Wu Yan doesn't quite understand this... This is just a little language trick used by the woman in front of him.
“It’s okay, leave it to me.”
He smiled at Wu Yan.
On this side, the jailer has opened the cell door.
Fu Qingzhou walked in leisurely. The jailer had already set up a stool very discerningly. He sat on it with great skill and looked at Chu Xianghong coldly.
But he did not say anything directly, but turned to the jailer and emissary on the side: "You all get out. In addition, all nearby prisoners are also transferred. What we say must not be known to anyone."< br>
“Yes.”
The emissary responded in a deep voice and retreated with the jailer.
Soon, all the surrounding cell doors were opened, and the prisoners were taken away one by one; and not long after, the voice of the emissary came from the cell corridor: "Master Fu, you can talk now."
" "Yeah."
After Fu Qingzhou responded, he turned his attention to Chu Xianghong again.
"Haha."
Chu Xianghong laughed gracefully: "You are too confident - you are hiding people and walking away because you think you will ask about secrets from me. Information? It's a pity that I have a very tight tongue and you can't ask anything." Fu Qingzhou smiled disdainfully.
Then, he said leisurely: "Do you often worship the tablet on the third floor of the small building?"
Chu Xianghong's pupils condensed!
The carefree and relaxed look on her face was wiped away. She sat upright suddenly despite her injuries: "How could you know!"
Fu Qingzhou tilted his head and said with a curled up corner of his mouth. : "He may have tricked you... the Nine Transformations of the Styx?"
In just two words, Chu Xianghong was shattered.
She took a sharp breath, her eyes filled with disbelief: "How is that possible? You have no way of knowing!"
"Don't speak so absolutely."
< br>Fu Qingzhou smiled: "Actually, I know one more thing."
Chu Xianghong's pupils shrank.
"The Nine Turns of the Styx was brought to you by your demon sect, my lord..."
He deliberately pretended to miss half of the "former emperor", but he was so shocked that Chu Xianghong's breath froze.
But soon, she had no time to be shocked by it. Fu Qingzhou's next words really made her feel like she was encountering thunder in the clear sky!
“Your demon sect intends to revive the religion, and for the sake of the Murong family’s ‘ancient inheritance’, you have harmed their family.”
Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes and said: “But your elders may not understand it. Maybe he thought it was too evil and didn't dare to practice it on his own, so he went to find the master. He didn't expect that he, a person who was supposed to be killed, actually saved his soul."
"Do you still need me to tell you what happens next?"
He smiled: "You don't really think that you have many secrets in front of me, do you?"
Of course, this matter He deduced it from the fact that Murong Xuan said that her ruthless ghost claws also came from the "ancient inheritance" of the Murong family.
Fu Qingzhou might not have been able to see any clues about that ghostly aura and half-corpse body before it was replaced.
But now, the information he has learned is enough to make speculations.
The Murong family comes from the Northern Desert, which is close to the location of the Hades Valley, and the family inheritance is clearly related to ghost cultivation. It is very tempting not to think about that. In addition, the time when the Murong family was exterminated was about the same time as the death of the late emperor. , judging from the time, it is very possible that the remnants of the Demon Sect were handed over to the late emperor somehow after being inherited.
So, Fu Qingzhou used the known information, deceived Chu Xianghong a little, and then speculated on his guess based on her reaction. In this way, he almost deduced the truth.
Sure enough, Chu Xianghong was severely shocked by him.
"You...what the hell..."
Her eyes widened and she said hoarsely: "Is it Qingjiangzi? Impossible, Qingjiangzi cannot know so many things... ”
"Ha."
Fu Qingzhou grinned: "Don't be shocked yet, let me ask you, are you still willing to follow the lord now, do you also want to obtain the Nine Transformations of the Styx?"
"...Yes." Chu Xianghong took a deep breath and sighed: "Back then, my parents obtained the Nine Transformations of the Styx, but they couldn't practice it no matter what. They could only practice some fragmentary things from the inheritance..."
“But now, my lord has tried it himself. This technique can really protect people from death. He even said that if you have a suitable body, you can return to the sun and be reborn. This kind of technique is rare in the world. Who can Are you not interested? If he can master it, there must be something special about it. If he can teach me, of course I want to learn it!"
Fu Qingzhou smiled.
He glanced at Wu Yan beside him.
Wu Yan still had that indifferent look that wouldn't scream even if boiling water was applied to him, but there was still a little admiration in his eyes.
After all, he couldn't pry out any information about Chu Xianghong along the way. Fu Qingzhou broke her defense with a few words.
"The Nine Turns of the Styx is not that mysterious."
Fu Qingzhou smiled: "Since your parents have studied it, then you try...can you understand this?"
After saying that, he stretched out the palm of his right hand towards Chu Xianghong and spread it slightly.
The curse marks on the palm were black and clinging in a strange and twisted way.
Chu Xianghong’s pupils shrank: “Send the soul!”
Send the soul?
Fu Qingzhou squinted slightly, she could really understand!
Interesting... It seems that Chu Xianghong cannot be killed at the moment.
"Not bad."
But he still had a smile on his face and retracted his hand: "How about it, do you feel that I seem to be more reliable than your lord? Help me with things, and I can give you what you want."
Chu Xianghong bit her lip.
Then she struggled to get up and knelt down to Fu Qingzhou with great difficulty!
"Little girl Chu Xianghong..."
She said hoarsely: "I am willing to do my best for Master Fu!"
(End of this chapter)