After entering the book, the vicious female supporting role became the heroine

Du Zhong finally found Eagle Twelve after jogging all the way. It was almost afternoon, but he had not drunk a drop of water or eaten a grain of rice.

When Ying Twelve saw Du Zhong's appearance, he immediately welcomed him into the house and asked him with concern whether he had eaten. After learning that Du Zhong had not eaten yet, Ying Twelve walked into his small kitchen without saying a word and brought out a bowl of steaming hot noodles in a short while. The noodles in the bowl were white and smooth, and two golden and crispy fried eggs were carefully placed on top, which made people salivate.

Not only that, Ying Twelve then brought out a plate of fragrant braised beef in soy sauce and a dish of sour and spicy pickled cucumbers. When Du Zhong smelled the tempting aroma of these delicacies, he suddenly felt extremely hungry and no longer cared about exchanging pleasantries with Ying Twelve. He picked up his chopsticks and started to eat voraciously.

When Du Zhong had eaten half a bowl, Ying Twelve suddenly asked, "How could your sect leader be so cruel as to sell you out?"

Facing this question, Du Zhong just smiled nonchalantly and said, "It's just because I always like to stir up trouble and make trouble."

After finishing his words, Du Zhong continued to eat his noodles, but Ying Twelve took out a contract of sale from his pocket and placed it on the table, and said to him: "After you finish eating, go back to where you came from as soon as possible! Our Pavilion Master said that your Sect Master should have calmed down a lot by now."

Hearing this, Du Zhong picked up the bowl and took a big sip of the delicious noodle soup, then asked curiously, "Then why is our sect leader angry?"

Ying Twelve rolled his eyes at him unhappily, and replied with a hint of sarcasm: "Humph! It's just that your sect leader is not as skilled as us and lost to our Pavilion Master. He was holding back a lot of anger and had nowhere to vent it. And now you just happened to be in the middle of it, and you've become a ready-made punching bag! Alright, alright, finish your meal and leave quickly!"

Du Zhong's face suddenly turned pale as paper, with cold sweat dripping down his forehead. "Eagle Twelve, Eagle Twelve, how could you tell me this secret? What should I do now? The Sect Master will definitely kill me!"

However, Ying Twelve curled his lips and said nonchalantly: "Why don't you just pretend that you know nothing?"

Du Zhong wiped the beads of sweat that kept coming out of his forehead with his hands, stamped his feet anxiously and shouted, "No! I can't control my mouth when I drink, and I will say anything. What's worse is that I talk in my sleep at night! This is the end! If the sect leader knows this secret, he will never let me go! I can't go back! I have to stay in the Dark Moon Pavilion and hide to be safe!"

Ying Twelve recalled what Dark Moon Fairy had said to her an hour ago, and she couldn't help but feel confused and curious. Dark Moon Fairy had told her to send Eucommia safely back to Soul-demanding Gate, but this decision surprised Ying Twelve.

At that time, Ying Twelve could not help but ask Dark Moon Fairy out of curiosity: "Pavilion Master, Du Zhong is an excellent martial artist with extraordinary strength. Since he has sold himself to the Dark Moon Pavilion, why not send him to the Black Sword Team as a killer? Wouldn't this allow him to better utilize his talents?"

However, Dark Moon Fairy only smiled lightly, and said with a hint of helplessness in her tone: "This man is simply a fool! Although he has some martial arts skills, he is often unable to accomplish anything and often makes things difficult. Let him go back to where he came from! Otherwise, he will waste our Dark Moon Pavilion's food!"

After saying these words, Dark Moon Fairy turned and left, leaving Eagle Twelve alone to think about her words. Eagle Twelve wondered in his heart, what exactly made Dark Moon Fairy say such a good thing about Du Zhong? Is Du Zhong really as useless as she said?

With all kinds of questions, Ying Twelve decided to follow the order of the Pavilion Master and send Du Zhong back to the Soul-demanding Gate. Before that, she had to get the secret of the Soul-demanding Gate out of Du Zhong!

Ying Twelve then pretended to sympathize with Du Zhong: "Alas! Are you so afraid of your sect leader? I feel that your sect leader is a very good person!"

After eating the Yangchun noodles, Du Zhong wiped his mouth and said, "Our leader is a cold-blooded man. He never hesitates to kill people and never fails. But we don't see him often. If there is anything, Shang Lu will send a message to him using a blue bird! Or we can go find old man Xi!"

"Old man Xi? Is he the miracle doctor Xi Ruming?" Eagle Twelve asked curiously.

Du Zhong smiled and said, "That's him. Our sect leader respectfully calls him Yafu!"

Eagle Twelve asked again: "Have you seen the true face of your sect leader? What is his real name?"

Du Zhong shook his head and said, "No! No one has seen it! Okay! Don't ask me anymore, I don't know! If you keep talking, I will be skinned alive by the Sect Master!"

Seeing that she hadn't gotten any useful information, Ying Twelve took out a pot of wine and said to Du Zhong: "Try my wine, it's delicious."

Ying Twelve filled his glass. Du Zhong smelled it and said with a smile: "Is this fruit wine? It's not strong. I won't get drunk even if I drink ten pots!"

Ying Twelve smiled and said, "Then you try it!"

Du Zhong drank the whole cup and laid his head on the table.

Ying Twelve grinned and said, "This is the 'Dream Death' brewed by our Pavilion Master himself! I'm really curious about what magical properties this wine has!"

Suddenly Du Zhong raised his head again, smiled foolishly, and then started singing and dancing randomly!

He laughed and muttered to himself: "Hey! Du Heng's private money... all taken!"

"So the Sect Master is not in seclusion for cultivation? The Sect Master is...poisoned! Woohoo! Poor Sect Master! Will he...die?"

"These... corrupt officials have caused the people to...live in misery, and they also embezzled disaster relief funds! They deserve to be killed!"

"Alas! We in the Soul-Dying Sect...are all...bachelors! Old man Xi is...an old bachelor! Hahaha!"

……

"It's so hot! It's so hot! I want to take off my clothes... and take a shower!"

……

Ying Twelve's face was dark. She chopped Du Zhong's neck with a knife. She coldly ordered her men: "Send Du Bangchui back to the Soul-demanding Gate!"

When Du Zhong woke up again, he saw Shang Lu's face. He smiled and said, "Do you know why the Sect Master is angry? Hahaha! He lost the fight... to Dark Moon Fairy! Haha! The Sect Master actually... lost! Our Sect Master... is so pitiful!"

Shang Lu's face darkened, and he quickly covered Du Zhong's mouth with his hand. As a result, Du Zhong pulled his hand hard and said, "Our leader didn't buy...information with gold! He lost...! He...lost money!"

"Woo woo! From now on...we can only...eat...steamed buns!"

"There's a lot of food in Dark Moon Pavilion... meat! Delicious!"

……

Blood Shadow's voice sounded coldly: "Throw him into the stable! Sober him up!"

Du Heng had a dull look on his face. He chopped Du Zhong unconscious with a knife, dragged him to the stable, and threw him into the horse manure...