Undercover Manual

Nine Tails has always been a little timid towards the Demon Lord, so he shrank his head and got out from the window of the apse.

Mozun stayed in the palace alone.

He got up from the couch, walked to the place where Kyuubi left just now, rubbed his hand on the window sill lightly.

I don't know what he was thinking, Mozun then turned around and waved his hand.

Immediately, a picture of light and shadow in the dungeon of Tianfan Mountain appeared in the midair of the apse.

Mozun looked up, his eyes froze for a moment.

No one was there, and the cell where the little fox was originally locked was empty.

He never ordered the little fox to be tortured and interrogated, nor did he order him to be released, he just ordered him to be locked up.

Where did the little fox go?

Did he sneak away by himself, or...

Mozun frowned slightly, waved his hand lightly, and the picture floating in mid-air began to flow quickly.

First there was the interrogation room in the dungeon of Tianfan Mountain, and then there were cells in the stone prison one by one...

Just when His Majesty Mozun's mood was about to drop below the bottom line, the figure of the little fox finally appeared on the screen.

As soon as he moved his finger, the picture was immediately frozen in the cell where Rong Chi was at the moment.

The little fox in the picture is already in a panic at this moment, and his whole body is pinned to the ground tightly by several hands.

Then, a man in black in front reached out and touched his face trying to raise his head.

The little fox struggled hard.

As soon as his hand touched his cheek, he turned his head and bit hard on the outstretched hand. The pain caused the man to take a breath and quickly retracted his hand.

It was the first time Mozun saw the little fox with such a hateful expression.

Like a lone wolf.

Alone and helpless, doing the last struggle...

His Majesty Mozun looked at Rong Chi's expression, closed his eyes, and felt a severe pain in the heart which was completely out of his control.

The little fox's disobedience seemed to have annoyed the person who was bitten just now. The person took a whip from the side and slammed it on the little fox's back. The white clothes split and soaked out instantly. A bloodstain.

At this moment, a thick layer of ice had already formed in Mozun's eyes. Seeing this, he waved his hand, and the scene in midair dispersed.

Immediately afterwards, the figure of the Demon Lord disappeared in the apse.

In the dungeon, the man in black had just whipped a whip on Rong Chi's back when he tripped over something inexplicably, his wrist hurt, and then the whip fell to the ground unsteadily.

He was about to lower his head to pick it up, but found that all the people holding that disobedient thing in the prison suddenly let go of their hands.

The man in black's face sank and his tone was unhappy.

"What's the matter with you? Hold him down!"

"Boss, I, we don't know what's going on."

All the other prisoners showed doubts on their faces. At the moment just now, it seemed as if something shook them suddenly, shaking them away.

Everyone looked around and saw that there was nothing unusual, so they walked to the side of Rongchi again, and continued to reach out to him.

Unexpectedly, before they even touched Rong Chi's clothes this time, a sharp pain suddenly came from their hands.

He quickly turned his hand over, and saw that the skin on the palm of his hand seemed to be stained with something terrible. The whole hand began to rot and peel off from the fingers, and finally turned into blood little by little.

"what……"

"What happened?" Someone asked in horror.

The scarred face that had hurt Rongchi before replied: "This is the rotten corpse formula!"

"Who played it? Can you solve it—"

There was a sudden silence in the air.

As if they felt something, everyone turned their heads and looked towards the passage outside the stone prison.

On the dark corridor, a figure slowly walked over.

By the light of the candles in the stone prison, one could see that the visitor was only wearing a simple black cloak, as if there was no fancy attire.

But as he approached, the coercion in the air became heavier, making people feel as if they were being strangled by the throat, breathing became heavier and harder, and became more and more breathless.

When the people got closer, everyone could finally see the face of the person who came.

On the clear and stern face, a pair of dark and deep eyes looked at them at the same time.

In an instant, everyone seemed to be in Shura, like falling into hell.

"Yes, yes...it's Demon Lord!"

I don't know who said this while trembling.

The words were like a drop of water dropped into hot oil.

Everyone was terrified, some fell to the ground, some knelt down and begged for mercy, and some even froze in place, unable to utter a word.

But Mozun didn't give them any extra glances, he moved his fingers lightly, and all the people who were still in the stone prison just now disappeared out of thin air.

In an instant, the entire stone prison fell silent.

Rong Chi was in a trance, and felt that the hands that were pressing on him were gone.

Then, the noisy voice suddenly quieted down.

He opened his eyes and rolled his eyes, and through the messy hair on his forehead, he saw that the prison was empty at this time, and the dozen or so people who were bullying him just now had all disappeared.

what happened?

The air around him seemed to warm up, and he wasn't so cold anymore.

It seemed that spiritual power was flowing into his dantian, and the withered part of the accompanying spirit gradually regained some vitality.

Rong Chi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, slowly propped up his body, then raised his head and turned his face to the side to look outside.

Then he turned his head, and saw the Mozun standing next to the stone prison door at the moment.

Yes...it is His Majesty.

Rong Chi's heart skipped a beat.

This was the first time he had seen Demon Lord since his identity was revealed.

Rong Chi suddenly became a little nervous.

Thinking that Mozun already knew his identity, he couldn't help but feel guilty and evasive, and when he saw the person coming, he couldn't help shrinking inward.

Seeing the little fox avoiding his gaze, Mozun felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

He walked into the cell, getting closer.

It can be seen that the little fox is half kneeling on the ground at this time, and the white single clothes were torn apart by the whip just now, stained with blood, hanging on the body in pieces, revealing some red and swollen skin.

Mozun rolled his throat and looked up.

Wrapped around the little fox's neck was a ring of spirit locks, with long iron chains attached to it, hanging down from the front of his body, binding his two feet in it.After a few days of friction, the little fox's white and delicate ankles have been worn away.

Mozun's eyes darkened.

After a while, he took a few steps forward, walked up to Rong Chi, stretched out his hand and gently pinched Rong Chi's chin, and raised his head, so that the little thing could no longer avoid his gaze.

Rong Chi's eyes were forced to meet Mozun's eyes.

The iron chain hanging around his neck made a "ding-dong" sound as he moved. The whole person was dirty, and the hair on his forehead was scattered in a mess. It was soaked in sweat and stuck to his forehead in pieces. , I don't know what is on the face.

Mozun stared at Rong Chi, opened his lips slightly, and said slowly: "Little spy."

Rong Chi didn't struggle or move.There were still some physical tears in the corners of his eyes, and he looked pitifully at Mo Weiwei and said: "Your Majesty, I... I'm sorry."