Zhongjing.

In a courtyard.

"Ahem!"

Ma Qingshan coughed heavily, covered his mouth with his hand, and then spread his palm out in front of him.

On the palm of the hand, there is a bright red.

"Your injuries are serious."

The woman in black sitting opposite him said with a cold face.

"Is it true that your injury is very minor?" Ma Qingshan took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood carefully, which turned red for a long time.

His face was already livid, which was not only due to the injury to his internal organs, but also due to the depression in his heart.

"I was seriously injured. Just like you, my internal organs were injured. However, I'm lucky to have escaped with my life." The woman in black sighed.

She has always been in a high and powerful position and has always done things smoothly. Especially after becoming a grand master, she has become even more superior to others. She has never suffered such a big loss.

After suffering the loss, she also gave up her sense of psychological superiority and truly shared the same hatred and hatred as Ma Qingshan.

"Can we kill him back? Secretly kill Master Chu, the commander of Zhuque?" the woman in black asked through gritted teeth.

In her opinion, all this must have been planned by Master Chu of Zhuque. She had no choice but to defeat those masters, but she was still confident in killing Master Chu of Zhuque.

"Can you imagine that Zhuque sent Master Chu to the meeting? What if he used himself as bait and set up a trap? If we went to kill him, wouldn't we just fall into the trap?" Ma Qingshan said.

"Suzaku has immobilized Master Chu. Let's go to the patrol room and kill the chief arrester Wang Congyun. He is not a master and can be killed." The woman in black came up with another idea.

"That's not possible. Wang Congyun is from the imperial court. The place where he lives is heavily guarded. It's true that we are masters, but firstly, we are injured and our strength is greatly reduced. Secondly, people from the imperial court cannot tamper with it.

, if we touch the people of the court, the court will immediately find an excuse. When the time comes, the army will encircle and suppress us, how can our Zoroastrian Cult Black Fire Cliff withstand it?" Ma Qingshan shook his head and sighed.

"This won't work, that won't work either. You are afraid of wolves in front of you and tigers in the back. Ma Qingshan, you have lost your spirit."

The woman in black sneered, stood up angrily and left.

Ma Qingshan did not say anything to persuade him to stay. He knew that the woman in black was really annoyed, but he also knew that the woman in black was one of the twenty-eight constellations of Persian religion after all. She was well-informed and knew the priorities of things.

When he was the only one left in the room, he sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to meditate to heal his wounds.

…

night.

In a dungeon.

The man in black woke up slowly. He opened his eyes and found that his hands and feet were fixed by iron shackles made of fine steel.

At the same time, the internal energy in the body was also sealed.

A man wearing a monkey mask sits in front of him with a pen in his hand and paper on the table.

"Name!" the man in the monkey mask asked in a calm tone.

"Humph." The man in black sneered.

"Don't want to answer? If you don't answer a question, you will suffer a lot."

The man in the monkey mask made a gesture to Shi Yiyun next to him.

Then, Shi Yiyun stepped forward with a smile and pressed his palm on the head of the man in black.

The severe pain made the veins on the man in black's forehead bulge.

"How is it? Does it taste good?"

"I heard that grandmaster warriors are beyond ordinary people. I wonder if this grandmaster can withstand punishment better? I have to study this carefully."

The man in the monkey mask laughed very cheerfully, as if torturing a master was an extremely interesting thing.

After some torture, when the man in black regained consciousness, the man in the monkey mask asked the same question again.

"Name!"

The man in black snorted coldly again... Then, a new round of torture began again...

The torture lasted from night to early morning.

The man in the monkey mask asked again: "Name."

"Mo Lifeng." The man in black replied numbly.

"Identity!" The monkey mask man's eyes lit up and he continued to ask.

"The Persian Cult of Twenty-eight Nights and Fire Tigers." The man in black asked dully.

The man in the monkey mask laughed and said: "It seems that the master warrior is still a human being, and a human being cannot withstand punishment."

Once upon a time, he was very curious and in awe of the powerful master.

Since coming into contact with so many master warriors, he has discovered that even the masters whose strength exceeds that of ordinary people cannot escape from the realm of human beings. As humans, they will have joy, anger, sorrow, love, and evil.

In a sense, there is no fundamental difference between a master and an ordinary person.

"Do you think grandmasters are special? Well, some grandmasters are worse than ordinary people. For example, Ma Qingshan values ​​money more than life. I heard that he hid more than a million taels of silver in a hidden place

." Shi Yiyun curled his lips.

She is the master herself, so how can she not know the master's inner story?

Grandmasters are not some immortals who do not eat the fireworks of the world at all, but ordinary people with stronger martial arts, and even some desires are stronger than ordinary people.

"Hiding a million taels of silver? What a waste!"

Luo Xingchen, who was wearing a monkey face mask, suddenly felt that Ma Qingshan was too vulgar and had no business acumen.

What good can be done by hiding this money?

Money has to be used to make money.

"Who knows what he thinks, just like this time, why does he believe in Qin Zhong and is determined to cooperate with the Persian religion?"

"Persian religion, huh, those are jackals, tigers and leopards that want to eat people. We, the Zoroastrian Cult, have not cooperated with them before..." Shi Yiyun said.

"Have you cooperated before?" This was the first time Luo Xingchen heard about this.

"Of course, Zoroastrianism comes from Persian religion. They have the same root and origin. Cooperation is normal."

"The difference between our Zoroastrianism and Persian religion, apart from the differences in the gods of fire we believe in, the biggest difference is that Zoroastrianism was founded by the people of the Southern Dynasties and originated from Persian religion, but it is not affiliated with Persian religion, while Persian religion was founded by

Founded by the Persians.”

"In the early days, we cooperated. Later, Zoroastrianism discovered that the Persian religion's idea was to treat the people of the Central Plains as slaves and cooperate with the Persian state to conquer the Central Plains. In this way, it would be impossible for the two sides to cooperate."

Shi Yiyun said.

"Does the current Persian religion also want to take over the Central Plains?" Luo Xingchen asked.

"Well, you ask Mo Lifeng, the Twenty-Eight Constellation Tail Fire Tiger." Shi Yiyun raised his eyebrows.

"good."

Luo Xingchen turned his gaze to Mo Lifeng, the tail fire tiger.

"What is the purpose of your Persian religion?" Luo Xingchen cleared his throat and began to ask.

"Annexing the Central Plains." Tailfire Tiger Mo Lifeng did not pause, but directly admitted.

"Don't Ma Qingshan know?" Luo Xingchen said.
Chapter completed!