His face continued to look ugly, as if he had really eaten poison.

"Is your master Bai Yu?"

The demon cultivator's face twisted, and he obviously didn't want to say it, but he couldn't control his mouth:

"Humph, what Bai Yu? That's our Lord!"

Mo Qin continued to ask: "Oh, then what did your master ask you to find in this secret realm?"

His face was still filled with pain, as if he was about to die in the next moment:

"Of course we're looking for the artifact! The artifact must belong to our Lord!"

Mo Qin: “…”

Damn it, why are you in so much pain after taking the truth-telling pill?

Phantom pain?

A short pain is worse than a long one. Mo Qin asked a few more questions and then killed the man directly.

Before the demon cultivator died, he still had a look of disbelief on his face, as if asking why did you just kill him.

The bodies were dealt with hastily, with the ashes scattered everywhere.

She didn't want to do it at first, but she was afraid of being discovered by Bai Yu.

After finishing all these, Mo Qin returned the same way.

Yi Mengqi was still sleeping in the cave, but Chang Qing had woken up at some point and was sitting under a big tree with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Why do I suddenly feel a little guilty?

In the middle of the night, a man and a woman broke away from their group and wandered around the forest...

Mo Qin walked over and sat down next to another tree. "Are you awake?"

Chang Qing raised his head, his vague gaze swept over her, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"I didn't sleep."

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