"This mission requires generations of sacrifice. If it can be completed, this tribe will have the opportunity to be promoted from the lower six tribes to the upper six tribes." "Okay, okay, okay." Sikong Jing laughed in anger, said three good words in a row, and then took a deep breath, "Okay! I won't take the tree core, but you have to promise to do something for me."

"What's the matter?" Li Buzhuo frowned. Sikong Jing compromised so decisively. One of the reasons was that he had no choice but to show that what he wanted to do for him would not be simple.

"Kill people." Sikong Jing paused word by word.

? "Who?" Li Buzhuo frowned deeper and deeper. Although he had lost all his lives, he was all enemies, and he could not do it if he attacked innocent people.

Sikong Jing said, "You can also recognize this person, he is the woman who walked with him when he entered Cangwu Realm."

"She?" Li Buzhuo was stunned. He recalled the woman dressed as the lunar goat before entering the crack of the Tianzhu. Sikong Jing was very tempted by the woman on the shuttle, but now he was in a murderous mind against her. What kind of hatred do these two people have?

Li Buzhuo asked, "What kind of holiday does she have with you?"

Sikong Jing said, "She not only had a festive relationship with me, but also with you." His tone became solemn, "She is a spy lurking in Fuli by the six tribes."

"Oh?" Li Buzhuo raised his eyebrows and subconsciously didn't want to believe the person in front of him, but he thought that the woman was indeed suspicious. When she passed the miasma in the spring and autumn, the miasma appeared to be a worm because of her appearance. In the Cangwu Realm, there was an outbreak of insect disasters, which caused countless people to be displaced.

Li Buzhuo hesitated for a moment: "What evidence do you have?"

Sikong Jing looked out of the pillar without hesitation and said, "Borrow a step to speak, this is not the place to speak."

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The night was still very thick, and the sound of bells and drums sounded from around the Wuzhi Pillar, becoming more and more rapid. In the end, it was like a rainstorm, turbulently spreading several miles away. Under the sound of bells and drums, countless people and horses rushed towards the Wuzhi Pillar, stirring up rolling smoke and dust, as if a sandstorm was scraped.

Yin Youluo was dressed in military uniform and stopped at the entrance of the Wuzhi Pillar. Several Qi Refiners in the Heavenly Palace disguised as the upper six tribes were detained in front of him. Yin Youluo glanced at these people, waved his hand and asked someone to take them away, then walked into the Wuzhi Pillar. Next to the altar, he saw that the jade tree was bare and there was no fruit left.

The pillar guards had some blood stained with blood and had returned to the edge of the emerald tree. Looking at the cut branches, they said hoarsely: "These people were prepared for a long time. Not only did they find the lifeline of the holy tree, but they also prepared fire copper scissors. I could not track down the breath of the holy fruit cut with fire copper scissors."

Yin Youluo took a deep breath, pinched his fists, and his knuckles made a creaking sound. He was both angry and bitter. Once the holy fruit was lost, no matter how the various troops of Wu Huancheng comforted him, as the city order, he made the foreign enemy desecrate the Holy Pillar, which was even more awesome. If he could not recover the holy fruit, arrest those who were trying to seize the holy fruit, or even abolish the city order, it would not be enough to offset his guilt.

"Look! Find every corner of the city and find the holy fruit back!" Yin Youluo said heavily and strides away from the altar.

The news of the loss of the holy fruit spread, causing great waves in the city. Ten miles northeast of the Pillar of Wuzhi, in a crowded low house where the lower six tribes lived, Sikong Jing, the initiator, had escaped and lit a candle on the table, saying to Li Buzhuo: "This room is very safe. Now Wuhuan City has limited personnel. Even if they search, they will not be able to find the place for a while."

Seeing that the furnishings in the house were simple, the bowls, tables and chairs were clean and dusty. It seemed that there were still people living within three days, Li Buzhuo asked, "Where is the original owner of this house?"

"Not here." Sikong Jing brushed away the hem of his clothes and sat down at the table.

The candlelight reflected in his pupils. Li Buzhuo saw a flash of indifference and contempt, and guessed that the original owner of the house was probably dead under Sikong Jing. Thinking of the Heavenly Palace Qi Refiner who was used by Sikong Jing tonight, Li Buzhuo was alert again. Discussing matters with this person made her feel like she was trying to get a tiger's skin, and she could not believe his words at any time.

Without further investigation into the original owner of the house, Li Buzhuo said: "Those arrested must hate you to the core. Are you afraid that they will give you up?"

"They are still unable to protect themselves, and they don't know my true face." Sikong Jing smiled indifferently.

Li Buzhuo frowned secretly and said to himself: "It's the war now. Once someone escapes tonight, he will bring Sikong Jing's betrayal and use the news of his fellow tribe back to Fu Li. Such a serious crime is enough to make the master who is proficient in art to capture him. Why is he not afraid?"

But I couldn't ask this in person. Li Buzhuo suppressed his thoughts and said, "Let's talk about the serious matter."

Sikong Jing nodded and said, "This matter is a long story. Half a month ago, I just entered the Cangwu Realm and separated from Senior Wu Fei. I found someone following me. I used the trick and put the grass man on the bed at night to perform illusions, pretending to be devoted to practicing. Sure enough, she sneaked into attacks and cut off the grass man's head. After she thought I was dead, I followed her secretly, so I discovered her secret."

"The woman's surname is Duanmu, with a single name of Yu, and is from the family of Longzhou. It turns out that the Duanmu family in Longzhou was a group of Qingyang tribes that sneaked into Fuli from the Cangwu Realm a hundred years ago. The mission they shoulder was to collect all the information from Fuli and wait for an opportunity to bring it back to the Cangwu Realm. This mission requires generations of sacrifice. If it can be completed, this tribe will have the opportunity to be promoted from the lower six tribes to the upper six tribes. She has the intelligence collected by the Duanmu family for a hundred years. Now half of the generals in the three armies in Yunwaigu are among them."

Although Sikong Jing omitted the process of finding out the secret of the woman, Li Buzhuo observed his expression and heard that 90% of what he said was true. However, this man was not ruthless in his use of his fellow tribes. How could he regard eliminating traitors as his own responsibility? Li Buzhuo still buried his thoughts in his heart and said, "If your news is true, the credit for killing her will not be worse than the white jade fruit you got tonight. However, it has been more than half a month since he entered the Cangwu Realm, and the information on her must have been handed over."

Sikong Jing shook his head and said, "If this is the case, how can I find you? You already know that the Duanmu family left the Cangwu Realm a hundred years ago. At that time, there were far more than this tribes that sneaked into Fuli. Each tribe only corresponds to one informant. If Duanmu Yu wants to prove his identity, he can only pass on the informant corresponding to the Duanmu family. The informant has been passed on for four generations. Duanmu Yu now returns to the Cangwu Realm with his token and secretly visited half a month. Recently, he learned that the informant has ascended to the Six-Pillar Holy City. You and I will set out tomorrow night and intercept it halfway."
Chapter completed!