"I will go to Benjamin you, and also investigate whether what you said is true or false." Chen Feiyu stood up from the sofa, and the sword energy at his finger disappeared suddenly.

Josh breathed a little relieved and asked quickly: "I have said everything I should have said. Mr. Chen, can you let me go?"

"Your attitude is good, and you have won you a chance to survive." Chen Feiyu did not wait for Joshi to breathe a sigh of relief, and suddenly made a move like lightning, pinched Joshi's chin, and threw a pill into Joshi's mouth.

With a "gudong", Josh had swallowed the pill before he could react, his face changed suddenly, and an ominous premonition arose, and he stuttered: "What are you giving me food... what... what... what?"

"Of course it's poison." Chen Feiyu said lightly, as if he was talking about an insignificant little thing.

Josh's face suddenly changed.

"But don't worry, this is a chronic poison and you can't die in a short time. If you don't lie after my investigation, I will send the antidote." Chen Feiyu walked outside, and turned his back to Josh and said lightly: "On the contrary, if you lied to me, you just wait for death."

Josh's face turned blue and white, and it was very complicated.

After Chen Feiyu left completely, he ran to the door and shouted: "Are you dead? If you don't have any, get over here!"

After a while, some patrol personnel who were far away from the hall hurried over. When they saw the blood on Josh's face, they were shocked and didn't know what was going on.

"Go, find someone to investigate Chen Fei for me!" Qiao Xi gritted her teeth and said, "No matter how much it costs, even if you dig three feet into the ground, you must investigate Chen Fei's identity, background and experience!"

But at Sophia Cathedral, after the fierce battle between Chen Feiyu and Song Xuan, it was no longer as solemn as before, leaving only a mess on the ground.

Suddenly, two figures floated from a distance and came to the door of the church.

An old monk wearing a monk's robe, a beautiful young woman.

This young woman is Meng Yu, and the old monk around her is Zen Master Bakui, a powerful man who is famous in the South China Kingdom.

"Oh, there are blood here and there is also a strong man's body without a headless man. Master, are we late?" Meng Yu saw the mess all over the ground, and suddenly lost her appearance, fearing that Chen Feiyu would die here.

"You stay here." After saying that, Zen Master Bakui had already jumped into the church and came back a while later, with a serious face. In Meng Yu's expectant gaze, he shook his head and said, "There is no one inside, there is no Song Xuan, nor is there the Chen Fei you mentioned. At least it means that Chen Fei is not dead, and perhaps he was captured by Song Xuan."

Meng Yu then breathed a sigh of relief, but her face was still ugly. She stomped her feet and snorted: "I have advised him not to go alone. He insisted on not listening. He didn't think about his pig head. How could he be Song Xuan's opponent?"

Zen Master Bakui shook his head and said, "The most urgent task now is to find Song Xuan's traces and investigate invitations. Maybe Chen Fei can be rescued."

"That's all." Meng Yu sighed. She was not familiar with Feilan City, and Song Xuan is a famous strong man in the world. It is more difficult to find Song Xuan and rescue Chen Fei than to find a needle in a haystack.

Under the night, a white figure ran towards Nanluo City next door.

His figure is like a ghost, and his speed is as fast as the wind. He can only see a few afterimages. If ordinary people see it, they will definitely think they have seen a ghost in the middle of the night.
Chapter completed!