Back a little while.

Xiao Che followed the Immortal League's guard to the front hall on the first floor of the sea ship, and was then taken into a room where the Immortal League handled affairs.

The furnishings of this room are very simple.

There was a desk by the window, a chair of the Grand Master, a desk with pen, ink, paper and ink, and a bowl of hot tea was still steaming. It was obvious that the person sitting here had just left not long ago.

At this time, the sunlight just shot into the house from the back window, and the hot air of the tea water rose like smoke from cooking, looking very vivid.

"Mr. Song will come soon after this."

The guard pointed to a chair of the Grand Master placed directly opposite the book, and smiled gently at Xiao Che.

"good."

Xiao Che nodded.

He just glanced at the Grand Master chair and did not sit on it.

The guard of the mansion didn't say anything else, turned around and left the room, and closed the door casually.

These days, because someone on the boat was assassinated, Xiao Che was also called to ask questions. The situation was roughly the same as it is now, so he didn't think anything was wrong. After looking around in the room, he finally sat on the chair.

"Squeak"

Not long after he sat on the chair, the door was opened again.

A middle-aged man with a long and majestic appearance, walked in with a tall and dignified appearance.

"Sit down, don't get up, don't get up."

Seeing that Xiao Che was about to stand up, he stepped forward and smiled and raised his hand to press Xiao Che's body down, looking like an elder who thought he was loving.

The moment the man came in, Xiao Che realized something was wrong, because the momentum emitted by the man was not like an ordinary mansion guard at all.

"What do you call this gentleman?"

The middle-aged man sat down directly behind the desk, then picked up the teacup and asked Xiao Che.

"Kui Xing Pavilion, Song Feng."

Xiao Che still acted very calmly.

The middle-aged man smiled heartily when he heard this, then shook his head and said:

"No, Song Feng doesn't have the demeanor of a gentleman."

He made it clear.

"When did you see it?"

Xiao Che's mouth curled up when he heard this, and he was surprised.

"I feel very ashamed. Half an hour ago, after the expert's advice, I realized that it was the gentleman who replaced Song Feng's identity, but we really haven't guessed his true identity."

The middle-aged man smiled helplessly.

"Then what should I call you?"

Since the other party pointed it out, Xiao Che did not continue to hide his tone of speaking.

"They all call me Zhuquehou, just call me Lao Zhu."

The middle-aged man is still happy and authentic.

When Xiao Che heard the three words "Suhuque Marquis", he also grinned and said:

"I didn't expect that Zhuquehou would be on this ship. Your ability to hide your energy is really admirable."

His words were neither sarcasm nor flattery. He had deliberately or unintentionally investigated the sea ship these days, and had not noticed the breath of the Zhuque Marquis at all.

"I dare not take it, just a little trick."

The Zhuquehou said very modestly.

"You little brother, you not only replaced Song Feng's identity, but also killed seven people on my boat for seven days without leaving any trace, leaving countless masters from Zhuge and Murong's families helpless. This is admirable."

Zhuquehou exclaimed sincerely.

"But after all, you've discovered it."

Xiao Che smiled faintly.

His smile was very cold, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

"Sir, too humble."

Zhuquehou shook his head, then looked at Xiao Che seriously and said:

"Can you tell me now, your true identity?"

Xiao Che hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke:

"Wujiguan, Hei Sang."

Of course, he was not so stupid that he directly reported his identity as the Xiao family, but instead took out his identity as the Wujiguan.

This Heisan is an alias for his Wuji Temple. Perhaps for some cultivators and sects in the ten states, the name Heisan is more conspicuous than Xiao Che.

"Wuji Guan Heisan?!"

After hearing this name, the Zhuquehou was shocked and then happy:

"It turned out to be Mr. Heisang from Wuji Temple. It was rumored that all the people in Wuji Temple died at the Sang family in Yanzhou. Unexpectedly, Heisang escaped first."

The Zhuque Hou was shocked that Heisang was still alive, but he was happy that this was the same, because Wujiguan and the Immortal Alliance have always been very close.

"So Lord Zhuque is going to capture me and ask for me to the Zhuge family?"

Xiao Che asked with a calm expression.

"It depends on Mr. Heisang's sincerity."

Zhuquehou smiled faintly at Xiao Che, and then continued:

"The Zhuge family and Murong family members are outside at this moment. I stopped them and just wanted to come in and talk to the teacher first."

"What are you talking about?"

Xiao Che asked.

"We, the leader of the Alliance Cao, already knows what you did on the ship. He is very interested in you and specifically sent me a message and asked me to ask you if you are willing to use it for my Immortal Alliance."

The Vermillion Bird Marquis said slowly and slowly.

While saying that, he turned an empty tea cup upside down on the table and put it on the table.

"How to use it for the Immortal Alliance?"

Xiao Che looked at Zhuque Hou with an expressionless face and said.

When Zhuquehou heard this, he just smiled, then took out a small gourd that he carried with him, and slowly came out a cup of thick black water like ink from the gourd.

"After drinking this glass of resentment, you and I are all fellows."

He slowly pushed the cup of black water on the table that was emitting black air in the sunlight to Xiao Che.

In fact, Xiao Che has heard of the resentment wine of the Immortal Alliance. This is something that the Immortal Alliance uses to control the cultivators under his command. Although it can double your ability after drinking it, it must also be taken regularly. Otherwise, the soul will be controlled by resentment and become a walking corpse who is just killing.

"What if I don't drink?"

Xiao Che stretched out a finger and slowly pushed the glass of wine back from the air.

The Zhuquehou sighed in disappointment when he heard this:

"Then I can only hand you over to Zhuge and Murong family members."

"Aren't you going to do it?"

Xiao Che looked at the Vermilion Bird Marquis and said.

"What these two families have done is a bit out of touch, and they may be exposed at any time. Our Immortal Alliance doesn't want to make you smell like a fishy smell."

Zhuquehou stood up with a smile and slowly walked out from behind the desk.

"You can drink this glass of wine on the table at any time."

When he walked to Xiao Che, he turned around and pointed to the glass of wine on the table. After leaving this sentence, he walked out of the room.

Almost as soon as Zhuquehou stepped out of the room, his colleagues, who were almost stepping out of the room with murderous auras, broke into the door.

As the door slammed and locked, a slightly fat middle-aged man appeared behind Xiao Che with a tall goatee.

One of these two people is Zhuge Ming from the Zhuge family and the other from the Murong family.

One of them held a knife and the other was holding a sword, both of which were full of murderous intent, and the surging true energy around them collided so that the entire house was creaking.

"We have been looking for it for so many days, but I didn't expect you to keep jumping under our noses!"

The angry Zhuge Mingsheng shouted like thunder.
Chapter completed!