nine thousand years old

Chapter 101 Interrogation
crackle!

On the huge Mopan Mountain, the fire is burning, and the fire is like a raging wave, rushing around with the howling of the cold wind, the people in the sea of ​​fire have been wrapped up, crying out in pain, the people are scorched black, with flames on their bodies, desperate Run down the mountain.

Pfft!
Some burned trees collapsed and fell on people. People lay on the ground, the pain on their faces became stronger, and the sound of wailing became more miserable. The smell of burning flesh and blood wafted around, making people sick. Those people lost their lives very quickly. The breath turned into a scorched black corpse.

At the foot of Mopan Mountain, Su Hanyun put his hands behind his back, and while recovering the depleted internal strength in his body, he cast his eyes on the mountain, frowning slightly, his eyes flickered inexplicably, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Behind him, countless Dongchang people looked at the sea of ​​flames roaring and spreading on the mountain, their faces were full of solemnity, and there was an unconcealable depression. This fire, relying on the wind and autumn, instantly surrounded Mopan Mountain, The nearly [-] people, except for some guys near the foot of the mountain, had no chance of escaping at all!
It is unimaginable that so many people were burned to death at once!
Tragedy spreads!

"Su Hanyun, you devil!"

"These are the people of the Great Zhou. If you do this, you will be angry!"

"The imperial court will not let you go, and neither will the people of Dazhou. You will become the target of public criticism. You are courting death!"

The Holy Maiden of the White Lotus was in a mess and was pushed down to the ground by several people. Her hair was disheveled and her face was blackened by the smoke. She looked at the hell-like scene on the mountain, and the gloom and hatred in her eyes became real!

Snapped!
As soon as her words fell, Su Hanyun slapped her hand, and the Bailian saint girl rolled out and hit a dead tree. The huge impact force made her face pale, and she spat out blood in pain. Just as she was about to stand up, she was shot It was pressed to the ground.

"The target of public criticism?"

"Maybe so, but our family doesn't care!"

Su Hanyun stared at the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus with a gloomy face, his face was filled with unconcealable aggravation. The fire burned Mopan Mountain and killed tens of thousands of White Lotus Sect bandits. Most of them were ordinary people. This incident will definitely cause an uproar. Guan Long is still in the court!
Especially those literati who claim to be noble!
When he decided to use the idea of ​​setting fire, Su Hanyun had already expected this, but he didn't care at all. Solving the major troubles in Guanlong is the most important thing now. If anyone dares to stir up trouble with this matter in the future, he can just wipe it out!

Today's Dongji Incident Factory has this ability!
"take away!"

"Go back to Qingzhou City!"

Su Hanyun snorted coldly, glanced at the raging Mopan Mountain for the last time, and walked towards Qingzhou City with big strides, followed by a group of Dongchang fans. Although the team was a little embarrassed by the fire and smoke, but that The evil spirit of the stock is stronger than before!

It seems that even the bleak autumn mood has been shaken away.

Qingzhou City!
Qin Zhong stood at the gate of the city wall, looking at the direction of Mopan Mountain. The billowing smoke was like a black dragon rolling towards the sky. It seemed that the whole sky became lower and lower, and the air smelled of thick smoke. .

Standing behind him, Xing Qiang and the others looked at the billowing smoke with shock on their faces. At this moment, they finally understood Su Hanyun's plan. They burned down Mopan Mountain, no matter how many Bailian sect bandits , There is absolutely no reason to survive!
However, this method is too tragic!
Those who were burned to death were mostly Guanlong people!

"Master Governor is back, let's go to greet him!"

After a long silence, a pair of men and horses appeared in everyone's field of vision. It was Su Hanyun and the others. Although they had lost the raised banners and were all dressed in messy clothes ripped off from the White Lotus Sect bandits, they were still full of evil spirits, making them People dare not underestimate it.

Qin Zhong led the crowd to greet him, kneeling respectfully at Su Hanyun's feet,

"Kowtow to Lord Governor!"

"Take these people down to rest and rectify!"

Su Hanyun waved his hand casually, then looked at Qianhu, a Jinyi guard behind him, and said,

"Take the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus to the prison in Qingzhou, and interrogate her strictly. No matter what method you use, you must let her give us useful information, understand?"

"Yes!"

Qianhu said respectfully, and then dragged the already embarrassed Bailian Saintess towards Qingzhou City with a few fans, while Xing Qiang, together with the arresters in the yamen, led the rest of the fans Leaving, these guys exuded an unconcealable evil and bloody aura, and they hardly dared to look directly at them!
"Master, please!"

Qin Zhong bowed and said.

"Ok!"

Su Hanyun snorted lightly, and also walked towards the city. The atmosphere was a bit oppressive, no one said a word, all the way to Qingzhou government office, Qin Zhong welcomed Su Hanyun in, finally couldn't hold back, whispered,

"Supervisor, this incident... may have a considerable impact!"

"It is inevitable that someone will make a fuss about this matter, which is not good for you!"

Su Hanyun's eyes flickered coldly, and said,
"The top priority is Guan Long!"

……

Qingzhou Prison!

The Holy Maiden of the White Lotus was dragged by thousands of households to the deepest part of the cell, because the latter had been abolished by the governor, and she had no power to resist at all. on the left and right.

"The governor wants to know about the Zhao family, no matter what means he uses!"

Qianhu gloomyly glanced at the white lotus saint with venomous eyes, and said coldly,
"I'll give you half a stick of incense time to think about it!"

"Pooh!"

Saint Bailian stared at that Qianhu fiercely, gritted her teeth and said,

"I won't say anything, eunuchs and lackeys. If you have any means, just use them!"

"Incense!"

Qianhu ignored it and waved behind him. A fan sneered and lit the incense, then stood aside and waited. Time passed slowly, and the atmosphere in the prison gradually became depressing. Hey, soon, half a stick of incense was burned, and Qianhu waved it off!
"Bring all the male prisoners in the cell!"

He said coldly,

"Let them have fun with this lofty white lotus saint."

"Master Qianhu..."

A fan leaned forward with a flattering smile on his face, licked his lips, swept over the white lotus maiden, and said in a low voice,
"Can you let the brothers have a good time first?"

"These days, the brothers have held back a lot of anger!"

"kindness?"

Qianhu frowned, stared at the fan, and hesitated. These people were originally from the Forbidden Army. They have undergone strict training and have strong discipline. Logically speaking, they would not make such a request.

After hesitating for a moment, he thought of the fire on Mopan Mountain. The scene was really terrible, like hell. Maybe after this incident, they had a backlog of violence in their hearts to some extent!

Even myself was a little depressed.

"Go!"

Shaking his head helplessly, Qianhu turned around and walked out of the cell. He didn't want to do this, but he couldn't suppress his brothers. This kind of violence needs to be resolved in time. If it is suppressed for too long, it will explode in the future , will be even more terrifying!
"Thank you, Chito-sama!"

The fan bowed to thank him, and before Qianhu walked out of his sight, he couldn't wait to pounce on the white lotus maiden, scoffed, the white robe on the latter was torn, and he hurriedly lay down on it .

"Humph……"

The Holy Maiden of the White Lotus originally practiced the evil kung fu of absorbing men's essence and blood. She didn't take this kind of insult seriously at all. She glanced at the fan, closed her eyes, and cried out comfortably.

The blood-thumping groans echoed in the prison, and the surrounding spectators were a little ready to move. After a while, the hesitation in their hearts disappeared, and their eyes turned red.

"Old Zhao, replace me..."

"This bitch is really coquettish..."

"Blessed are the brothers...haha..."

"I'm going to call the brothers outside, and they are all happy..."

After a while, several people let go completely, and then came to the side of the Bailian saint...

"call!"

Jin Yiwei Qianhu stood at the door of the prison, he could vaguely hear the laughter coming from inside, the voice was indulgent, wanton, and there was a trace of irrational animality, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and an inexplicable flash of light flashed in his eyes look.

These brothers, in the past, would never have been able to do such a thing. They are the elite of the forbidden army, the elite of the elite, and they have their own persistence and bottom line!
And now...

He knew that this kind of thing definitely didn't just happen to him. With the gradual expansion of Dongchang's power and the accumulation of killings, people's minds began to change!

What will these people become in the future?
"Hey...that's not what I want to worry about!"

"There is still a lot of food hidden on Mopan Mountain. I have to tell the governor and the prefect of Qin that the drought in Guanlong can be alleviated a lot..."

Qianhu walked towards the government office, his thin face was solemn.

(End of this chapter)