Watch Out! Danger Ahead

Chapter 1079: Questioning (2)

Not far away, pinluo, who was surrounded by the crowd, had a pale face. He was tied up and was hunched, unable to lift his head.

The surrounding people of the Yu Lun void realm raised their torches and looked at him coldly as if they were looking at a dead man.

Song qingxiao had not returned yet, but almost all the people of the Yu Lun void realm had been awakened.

‘Bang bang bang’ sounds of walking were endless. The battle tonight was much bigger than the day she broke into the Holy Temple and was discovered breaking the stone tablet.

However, it had only been half an hour since song qingxiao had left. She had been keeping an eye on the temple ever since song qingxiao had left, but she hadn’t heard any strange sounds.

What did song qingxiao do to make these people so cautious?

As Xiang si was making guesses, he heard hurried and messy footsteps approaching. Following that, a large number of people poured in from the entrance of the courtyard. A large pile of torches moved towards them, and Xiang si heard churong ordering loudly, ”Nôv(el)B\\jnn

“Surround the pavilion!”

It seemed that he had been exposed. The thought flashed through Xiang SI’s mind as he retreated into the darkness and headed towards the attic.

“Miss song!”

Churong Ren had not arrived yet, but she was already calling out song qingxiao’s name.

“Is miss song asleep?” As he called for people, he also ordered people to push pinluo over.

It was quiet in the attic. The old man who had been waiting downstairs bowed his head and waited for churong to come.

The building was about ten meters tall, and there were people guarding the back, left, and right. The one left at the front was still the strange old man who had talked to pinluo.

When churong and the others arrived, a group of people with torches surrounded the place so tightly that not even a fly could enter.

If he was right, song qingxiao should still be trapped in the Holy Temple by Yi Chang’s men.

Churong coldly laughed, and a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes. She waved her hand, and the old man respectfully stepped forward. After bowing, he said, ”

“Third uncle, no one has entered or left this place since the lights turned on.”

He raised his head, and his gaze fell on pinluo, who was being pushed forward. His lower eyelids trembled.

“This brat who doesn’t know the immensity of heaven and earth, he might have taken the opportunity to slip away when the fire in the lantern was extinguished.”

Churong nodded and moved her fingers. The old man tactfully stood behind her.

“Miss song.” He called out again in a gentle voice, but his face was fierce.

“We respect you as a guest, but you guys don’t know the rules.”

His gaze shifted to pinluo. Pinluo felt that this man, who had looked very gentle in the afternoon, was now emitting a sinister aura that made him shudder.

this kid broke into our residence tonight and is about to steal our candidate for the sacrifice. I wonder if miss song knows about this? ”

Churong was a scheming person. Even though she knew that song Qing might be the ‘murderer’ who broke into the Holy Temple and killed the ‘human cocoon’, she still endured her grief and did not act rashly.

After he asked the question, he waited for a long time.

After several breaths, there was still no sound from the pavilion. Churong laughed coldly in her heart and her expression darkened.

“If miss song doesn’t say anything, I’ll take it that you’re conspirators! Lord Yichang said that you are an important guest, but it’s best if you don’t end up as a prisoner.”

After threatening him, he finally couldn’t hold it in anymore. He turned to the old man and ordered, ”

unlock the door, go upstairs, search …

Before his voice died away, there was finally a sound from the attic. A figure walked out of the room on the second floor, as if someone was deliberately making a sound with his steps. Then there was a burst of crisp ‘Ding Ling Ling’ sounds, as if there was more than one person in the room.

“What’s with the noise?” Song qingxiao’s voice came from the room, and then two figures walked out. The one in the lead was tall and slender, with long, smooth hair draped over her shoulders. Her expression was cold, and when she walked to the railing, she looked down at churong.

“What do you want to search?”

She placed one hand on the wooden railing, her fingers as slender as scallions, and her cold eyes met churong’s.

A young girl wearing a green and blue dress and a hairband of the same color was standing behind her, smiling as she looked at churong.

‘Swish-‘

The moment churong saw mo tiange appear, the tight string in her mind snapped. In disbelief, she widened her eyes.