Creation Fishing System

Chu Yun heard the speech, his expression was calm, but he nodded secretly in his heart.

Qin Siyu did not play tricks. What he said should be true, because Chu Yun had a map in his hand, and knew that there was a Wutong tree in the ruins.

However, after these long years, many places in the ruins have been destroyed by time, or disappeared, or things are different from people, which is not easy to find.

"Very good. Honest communication is the first step for us to build a harmonious relationship. If something happens in the future, I will come to you. If you have any requirements, you can also say, and I will try to meet you according to the situation."

Chu Yun smiled and said in good faith.

Today, Chu Yun and uneven building have just started working with the mysterious organization. In the future, there will be a lot of contacts to deal with. It is the so-called knowing yourself and the enemy, winning every battle, and understanding some of the other party's situation, which is undoubtedly a must.

The person in front of you is not only important, but also can't be killed. In that case, turning the other party into a source of intelligence is obviously a good choice.

If Qin Siyu is willing to cooperate, it is not feasible to blindly threaten. It is best to do both with a big stick and honey.

"... I want to eat ice sugar gourd."

After being silent for a while, Qin Siyu put forward his own request.

Chu Yun was surprised when he picked his eyebrows. Looking at Qin Siyu's expression, it seems that there are some special stories in it

But this is obviously not the time to ask.

He nodded and said, "OK, I'll bring it to you when I get the spirit of ice Phoenix."

With that, Chu Yun stepped out of the portable space and returned to the ruins.

Chu Yun took out the map and looked for the position of Wutong tree on it, then went to search for the area.

Turn the world upside down. It turns out that it was originally a valley, but now it has already built a hill bag. After thousands of years of change, the original landscape has undergone tremendous changes. It is not easy to find the Wutong tree.

However, Chu Yun is very patient.

Because he knew that the spirit of the ice Phoenix was worth making the organization spend so much energy and sent special array masters. There must be a very important reason.

If you can find the spirit of ice Phoenix and hold it in your hand, it will certainly play a very important role in the future.

So he sank down and looked around in the hill bag.

On the other side, Jinxia city.

Zhao Qianli and Xu Binglei escorted the officials of the command house who were caught at arm's length back to Jinxia city.

At the first time, Zhao Qianli returned to the prince Qi's house and informed his father, Prince Chengde.

In Jinxia City, Zhao Qianli should report to his father at the first time about everything related to the command house and Zheng Tianyang, the head of the house, because as long as it involves the things between the two big people, none of them is simple, which can be said to affect the whole body.

"Father, that's what happened..."

Zhao Qianli escorted the officials of the command house to the prince of Chengde and described the matter in detail.

In front of Zhao Qianli, on the master's chair, there was a tall, broad figure sitting upright, with peaceful eyebrows and eyes, just like a deep spring, but there was a momentum that was difficult to ignore, not angry.

This person is Zhao Qianli's father, the master of Prince Qi's residence and the Lord of Chengde.

"So, the Chu cloud in the ruins triggered nine Tianlei?"

The prince of Chengde asked slowly. The tea cup in his hand was cold, but he still hadn't drunk it. It was obvious that he was fascinated by it.

Zhao Qianli heard the speech and couldn't help laughing bitterly. What he just said was related to Zheng Yuheng. As a result, the first question asked by Lord Chengde was Chu Yun.

However, despite the stomach Fei in his heart, Zhao Qianli nodded and said, "yes, my good brother found a Nirvana pill in the ruins. After taking it, he began to cross the robbery. There are nine thunders in total. Everyone in the ruins can see it clearly and can't be wrong."

"... what a gift."

The prince of Chengde couldn't help sighing deeply and silently digested the impact of the news in his heart.

Zheng Tianyang's nephew died, which is really a very important thing, but it seems to be less important than Chu Yun's experience of the unprecedented nine Tianlei.

After feeling for a long time, Lord Chengde raised his head, looked deeply at his little son and said, "you have made a good friend."

"I know that!"

Zhao county nodded, then smiled bitterly and said, "but I didn't come to you this time to talk about Chu Yun. Although Zheng Yuheng deserved his suicide, he must not give up at the command house. After all, the old ghost Zheng Xiangdong has only such a son. How can he be convinced when he is cut off?"

"If you are not convinced, what can you do?"

The prince of Chengde put the cooled tea on the table with an indifferent face. The maid beside him immediately added a new cup of tea. He carelessly picked it up, took a sip, and said, "people are dead, and they are afraid of committing suicide. The criminal evidence is conclusive. Even if he is not convinced, he can't do anything."

Then the prince of Chengde waved his hand and said, "go and go to the command house with the little girl of the Xu family and make things clear."

"OK."

Zhao Qianli nodded and turned away.

Soon after that, a mighty team appeared in front of the command house.

Zhao Qianli asked people to carry Zheng Yuheng's body, accompanied by a group of officials of the command house, followed by Xu Binglei and her little sisters, came to the gate of the command house.

The soldiers guarding the gate were shocked when they saw the magnificent scene, and quickly reported the news to the big people in the command house.

Not long after, this matter spread to Zheng Xiangdong, the chief officer of the command house.

"My Lord, no! A group of people came to the door, led by Zhao Qianli, the second son of Prince Qi's residence. He brought a group of people to the door, and they were still carrying, carrying... "

At this point, the informer's face turned pale, and he dared not go on.

Zheng Xiangdong frowned and asked in a deep voice, "what are you carrying? What does it look like? "

The messenger's face was still pale. After swallowing a mouthful of water, he squeezed out these words from his teeth and said, "they... Also carried the body of deputy director Zheng!"

When the voice fell, Zheng Xiangdong's mind seemed to ring a trembling buzzing, and the whole person's body was shaking.

Although he knew that the person in front of him would not dare to deceive himself in such a thing, his first reaction was not to believe it.

Therefore, Zheng Xiangdong Huoran got up and stopped asking for news from the informant. He rushed to the gate of the command house as fast as possible to see whether it was true.

When he came to the gate, he saw the body lying on the simple board at the first sight. It was the body of his son Zhao Qianli.

The so-called father son heart to heart, Zheng Xiangdong's eyes turned red in a moment, like an angry lion, filled with towering anger in his heart.

For the first time, he turned his head and looked at Zhao Qianli with murderous eyes. He knew the gratitude and resentment between his son and Zhao Qianli. At the moment, Zhao Qianli brought his son's body. If it had nothing to do with Zhao Qianli, he would never believe it.

"Your son committed suicide. He deserved it."

Zhao Qianli met Zheng Xiangdong's murderous eyes and said this calmly.

The voice fell. Zheng Xiangdong was more murderous in his eyes and almost couldn't resist the impulse to fight. However, beside Zhao Qianli, there were also several experts from Prince Qi's residence who firmly protected his Highness the prince and didn't give Zheng Xiangdong any chance to fight.

Zheng Xiangdong used great restraint to force his impulse down. Then he took a deep breath, calmed the surging heart, and looked at the several commanding officials bound by Zhao Qianli. His voice was cold and frightening.

"... tell me, what the hell is going on?!"

The voice fell, and those people looked at each other tremblingly, but they didn't dare to tell lies at all. After all, their confessions have been written in blood letters, and now they are in Zhao Qianli's hands.

So you can only say what happened in the ruins.

In the process of their narration, many people had gathered around. After hearing these people's words, those people looked like Zheng Yuheng's body, and their eyes gradually changed from confusion and confusion to contempt and spit.

And Zheng Xiangdong was silent. His towering anger turned out to be unpopular at the moment, and people had closed their eyes.

He did not doubt what the officials said. He knew his son and knew that Zheng Yuheng could do these things.

In other words, he can do these things himself. Zheng Yuheng is just more like him, and he is better than blue.

After the officials of the command house finished the story, Zhao Qianli looked at Zheng Xiangdong with a silent face and took a step forward, saying: "Zheng Yuheng was crazy. He wanted to do that evil thing in the ruins. After I stopped him, I wanted to get justice for Miss Xu and all the ladies

But now that Zheng Yuheng has committed suicide, the so-called debt of death will disappear. This matter will end here. I hope adult Zheng will be relieved and take care of himself. "

With that, Zhao Qianli arched his hand and turned away.

Zheng Xiangdong, alone, stood in front of the main gate of the command house, with cold eyes and deeper eyes.