I, mouth gun, number one in the world [Transmigration Book]

Following Song Qingfei's coma, the surrounding atmosphere immediately became subtle, and the remaining disciples looked at each other, not knowing how to deal with themselves.Luanhua looked at Duan Cangyu as if he wanted to wait for an answer. After the initial surprise, Duan Cangyu suddenly realized—Master Cui and so many guards died, how could Tianji Pavilion, the best intelligence organization in the world, have any clues? None found.

Looking at the man in silver armor who was on the decline in the conflict with Song Qingfei just now, and then at the group of good fighters behind Luanhua, Duan Cangyu didn't move, just opened and closed his upper and lower lips slightly, and Luanhua came closer knowingly, Leaning against him pretending to be intimate, just like at the banquet back then.

Only Duan Cangyu said in a weak voice: "They killed Chief Cui."

Luanhua's eyes flashed when she heard the words, and she caressed Duan Cangyu's cheek softly, "Young Pavilion Master always says these things to coax me." After she finished speaking, the hand she put on Duan Cangyu's face moved to her neck, After confirming that there was no camouflage, she folded her index finger and middle finger and pointed at the Shining Armor once on the left and right.The disciples in the inner city who were behind the signal were suddenly violent. Although the people in silver armor had been prepared for a long time, they couldn't resist the large number of people.And Duan Cangyu was taken by Luanhua to Yuanshu during the battle, watching as if he was not involved.It took only a few sticks of incense to sacrifice a few disciples, but all the men in silver armor were captured alive.

Duan Cangyu understood that the capture meant that Luanhua didn't fully trust him, but he still reminded at the right time: "Be careful that they commit suicide."

People with faith are often the scariest, not to mention that this group of people believe in cult organizations.

Sure enough, as soon as Duan Cangyu fell, blood flowed from the corners of the mouths of several silver-armored men.Luanhua instructed his disciples to remove the man in silver armor's chin, and the five flowers were tied up and brought into the inner city.After packing everything up, the elders of the Xinghe faction also arrived with their people. After some "greetings" between you and me, Luanhua threw all the responsibility on the Shining Armor, and the Xinghe faction also got a step up, with a coma Song Qingfei and other injured disciples left first.

Duan Cangyu hid behind the people and looked at the backs of the members of the Xinghe faction, while Luanhua looked at them and said with a smile: "Young pavilion master is really a wonderful person, and he can always open my eyes."

Duan Cangyu came back to his senses, and pretended to sigh: "No one likes to bother to find the door, and I can't help myself."

"Are people who are troublesome themselves afraid of trouble to come to your door? Tianji Pavilion has never done business at a loss, and this is the first time you have suffered a loss here." Luanhua still smiled, but the smile didn't reach the eyes, and there was a chill, "Now But even... the pavilion master has intervened."

"Back then, the lord in charge personally greeted the trouble and entered the door, tracing the root cause, isn't it the problem of your pavilion?"

Luanhua didn't refute, and led the people into the cabinet in the inner city, and a figure appeared behind the screen.

"Lord Pavilion Master." Luanhua saluted the figure on the height and then retreated to give the space to the two of them.

The Tianji Pavilion in the original book is almost a background board, and the author has nothing to say about the owner of the Tianji Pavilion. Duan Cangyu can only stick around like this, firmly adhering to the principle that the enemy does not move and I do not move.

In the end, after a long time, the two of them spoke, the air seemed to freeze, and the figure in front of them was even more motionless. Duan Cangyu inexplicably had some guesses, he didn't believe that a person could be motionless even sitting.

Duan Cangyu walked forward slowly, through the screen, he called softly: "Pavilion Master? Helan Pavilion Master?"

Unsurprisingly there was no response.

Duan Cangyu paused for a few seconds and walked directly behind the screen. A man in a black robe sat with his back, and the figure was not very tall.Suddenly, a series of plots of horrific criminal investigation films popped up in Duan Cangyu's mind. He had an intuition that as long as he touched the man in black with a finger, the man in black would surely fall down and reveal his body, and then the people outside the door rushed in and shouted for the murderer.

It's just that Duan Cangyu couldn't hold back his curiosity after all. He stretched out his hand and patted the other person. The touch felt strange, very soft and light, as if there was no flesh under the robe. He touched the man in black robe and fell directly from the seat. The robe fell to the ground, revealing a strange black columnar thin strip, which seemed to be wrapped in cotton, and looked like the hands or legs of a modern doll.

Duan Cangyu only felt inexplicable, but there was no fear in his heart, and he directly uncovered the black robe, only to see a Mickey Mouse doll under the black robe, which looked like a counterfeit one, very clumsy.

Duan Cangyu: ...that's outrageous.

After being speechless, Duan Cangyu suddenly realized that the Tianji Pavilion was also occupied by the rat god? !Or is it that the owner of the Tianji Pavilion was the rat god from the beginning? !

Perhaps it was because Duan Cangyu's expression changes were really interesting, the person hiding in the dark finally gave up his voice, and a short smile echoed in the silent dark room of the cabinet.

"Who?!" Duan Cangyu suddenly turned his head to look at the place where the sound came from.I saw a man in purple clothes and long black hair coming from the darkness, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, he looked less than 35 years old.

"Who are you?" Duan Cangyu looked at the person and asked, "The owner of the Tianji Pavilion?"

"It's me." The man in purple replied, and then he stretched out his hand towards Duan Cangyu and pointed at the Mickey Mouse in Duan Cangyu's hand, "This is my brother's toy."

"Your brother? Young Pavilion Master? Is this his toy? Where did he get it?"

"Young man, you have too many questions, and I'm not Baidu."

"You still know Bai/degree?!"

"Of course, we come from the same place." Speaking of the man in purple, no, the owner of the Tianji Pavilion adjusted his glasses, and the smile on his face became more obvious.