The old man looked at Tang Bandit, then at Phoenix, then pointed at Little Fatty and said, "Come with me to break rocks and make a living."

"..." Xiaopang.

Tang Bandit looked at Fenghuang and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to change clothes."

"Oh." Phoenix nodded and asked curiously, "Do you still have women's clothes?"

"..."

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Hate Mountain. Eagle Mouth Cliff.

A large number of gray robes gathered around the dense forest. Surrounded in the middle were the Flame Army wearing uniforms with flame totems on their chests. The Flame Army is the regular army of the Flame Shrine. It is responsible for maintaining the authority of the Flame God and the shrine, and protecting the safety of the area under its jurisdiction.

, as well as the security and protection work for big shots when traveling.

In the middle of the crowd, stood an old man wearing a white robe. The old man was short in stature and had a white beard. He looked very kind and kind.

However, only a few people know that this old man named Bian Feng has an extremely terrifying nickname called "Barbecue Master".

He likes to hang people high and burn them until the smell of meat comes...

He also called it euphemistically, "I am here to punish you on behalf of the God of Fire."

Very middle-class and cruel.

It is said that because of his excellent performance, he was very outstanding in eradicating heretics, and he shouted loud slogans, and he was deeply trusted by some of the higher-ups above.

The white robe is the middle and senior manager of the Flame Shrine, responsible for the overall work of a large area. Above him, there are only the more noble red robe and gold robe. Of course, the gold robe is a color that can only be used by each generation of flame gods.

At the old man's feet lay Bian Zhenxin, who had long since died.

Bian Zhenxin is his son, and he only has one son.

He put Bian Zhenxin in the Henshan gathering area just to let him hone his skills here and work hard for a few years before he can take over his position. And he has already communicated with the elders above and will wait until Lingyang

After the region is completely stabilized, he will go to the headquarters to serve as a red robe.

However, his son died in such an unseemly way.

His hope, his future was cut off.

"Sir, we have carefully checked and found that there were no signs of a fierce fight between the deceased and the fatal injury was a wound on the top of his head..." the coroner in charge of the autopsy inside the shrine reported in a low voice.

The old man's face was gloomy and he didn't answer.

Another soldier came to report that all the corpses around him had been examined and no one was alive.

"Chen Hu!" the winger shouted.

"Master God Envoy." A tall man strode over and bowed deeply to the old man in white robe.

The old man looked at the sturdy man and hissed: "I sent you here as an adjutant to protect your envoy... Is this how you protect yourself?"

thump!

Chen Hu knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and explained loudly: "Sir, the Divine Envoy was going out at that time, and I also offered to come out with him... But the Divine Envoy wouldn't let me out.

, he said there is still a lot of work to be done in the agency..."

Bian Feng understood that Chen Hu was telling the truth. Based on his understanding of his son, he was not willing to get involved in those chores. He sent Chen Hu to be Bian Zhenxin's adjutant. First, he felt that he was loyal and reliable.

He single-handedly promoted his own core direct descendants.

In addition, he has a rough appearance, but is extremely delicate in mind, and is a good hand in handling government affairs...

It's really not his fault for this matter.

"Get up and talk," the winger said.

Chen Hu raised his head, looked up at the winger and said, "Sir, this subordinate is at fault. Just let me kneel down and speak. This way I feel better."

Chen Hu didn't know whether he felt good or not, but Winger did feel better.

He looked at Chen Hu condescendingly and asked aloud: "You have stayed in the Henshan gathering area for three years, and you have a certain understanding of this place...Who do you think is responsible?"

Chen Hu shook his head and said, "Sir, I don't know."

"Don't know?" The winger was obviously not satisfied with this answer.

"Sir, I really can't guess. Among the ordinary people in the gathering area, none of them dare to provoke our Flame Shrine... As for those predators who do all kinds of evil... they should not take the initiative.

They are here to provoke us. Don’t they know the consequences of killing the black robe? Aren’t they afraid of the retaliation from our shrine?”

The winger kicked Chen Hu to the ground and yelled: "So many brothers died in front of you. You said you can't do this or that...could it be that they committed suicide?"

"Sir, that's not what I meant..." Chen Hu got up from the ground again and explained aloud: "I think something is fishy... Logically speaking, they should not dare to provoke our shrine.

, let alone kill our black-robed divine envoy easily... We will definitely investigate carefully and give you a satisfactory answer as to who did it."

"A satisfactory answer? Will killing them all satisfy me?" the winger said bitterly.
Chapter completed!