Chapter 1722 Intelligence

"What's going on?"

Everyone gathered around and looked at Wang Zhenhong and asked.

"Xuantian seems to be trying to get some information, and this Baifeng seems to be drunk, and he has said a lot of secrets about the White Tiger Clan!"

Wang Zhenhong's ear was still pressed against the floor, eavesdropping and whispering, "Baifeng said that his father needs his descendants to go to the Tiger King's sleeping place at midnight every day and offer his blood essence for the Tiger King to devour, so as to speed up recovery. During this period of time, Baifeng has always gone to the Tiger King's sleeping place at midnight. Maybe he has swallowed too much blood essence, which has caused him to show signs of falling from the realm. He is complaining to Xuantian and expressing his dissatisfaction!"

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other, and then all looked at me.

"Devour the essence of blood at midnight?" I pondered for a moment, then said, "Keep listening!"

For the next half hour, no one said a word, and Wang Zhenhong kept lying on the ground, eavesdropping on the conversation on the first floor.

"It's over, the two of them started drinking again!" Wang Zhenhong slowly stood up and said, "Qian Yu, can we change into Bai Feng's appearance and sneak into the Tiger King's sleeping place?" "

The Tiger King's sleeping place has been moved, and I'm not sure where it is now!" I whispered.

"Why don't we go down, drink with Bai Feng, and continue to ask questions?" Hu Zi asked.

I shook my head: "The purpose of doing this is too obvious. If we wait a little longer, Xuantian will definitely continue to ask questions. He should find a way to pass on intelligence for us!"

Everyone nodded when they heard this, and at this time, there was a knock on the door, and then a woman's voice came out.

"Gentlemen, Bai Feng Shenzi asked me to bring you some food!"

"Just leave it outside the door." I whispered.

"Okay." After the woman's voice fell, there was a rustling sound outside the door, followed by footsteps that gradually faded away.

"I'll get it!" Wang Qian slowly opened the door, looked outside and saw that there was nothing unusual, so he brought in several silver plates at the door.

"Oh my god, what are these?" Hu Zi took the plates and opened them. He saw that one of the plates contained a fiery red fruit that exuded a scorching aura. The shape was a bit like a peach. Although the flesh was red, it was crystal clear and you could see the core inside. And the core... turned out to be a burning flame.

"This should be the Yangyan Fruit that Bai Feng mentioned, right?" Wang Qian was a little curious and picked up one to play with it in his hand.

"It seems to contain very strong blood and qi and pure yang energy!" Wang Zhenhong also took one and said in a low voice.

I carefully observed the Yangyan Fruit, and then said: "The bodies of the White Tiger Clan are all pure Yin Qi. Over time, it will definitely lead to an imbalance of Yin and Yang, so this fruit can reconcile the Yin and Yang in their bodies!"

"Then I...eat one?" Hu Zi looked at me uncertainly.

After seeing me nod, he opened his mouth and took a bite with a "crack".

"Oh my god, it's so hot, but very sweet!" Hu Zi's eyes lit up: "It's a bit like a cooked peach!"

The remaining plates were filled with several kinds of unknown barbecue. At my instruction, except for Mu Yunxi, the rest of them ate some more or less.

Now that we are members of the Xuanwu Clan, Bai Feng will definitely not tamper with the food, especially, through the conversation between the two, it can be seen that the friendship between the two is definitely not shallow.

After finishing the meal, everyone rested again. Mao Buhui calculated the time and found that it was almost ten o'clock in the evening. He immediately became anxious. He turned to look at me and asked, "Qian Yu, do you think Xuantian will not come to pass on intelligence to us? If this guy just abandons us and doesn't care about anything, then we have been cheated by him?"

I shook my head and said, "At least, Xuantian brought us in. Otherwise, how easy would it be for us to sneak into the Tiger King Valley?"

"That's true!" Mao Buhui nodded: "No matter what, we've made a profit!"

After waiting for about an hour, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and then Xuantian's voice was heard: "Is my cousin here?"

Hearing this, everyone woke up one after another, and then they all turned to look at Mu Yunxi.

Mu Yunxi rolled up her hair and said coquettishly, "

I'm here, wait a minute, Son of God!" "Oh my god!"

Everyone couldn't help but shudder after hearing Mu Yunxi's voice, and Hu Zi couldn't help but curse, "You damned clamp, you almost pinched me to death, damn it!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Mu Yunxi rolled her eyes at him, then walked to the door and slowly opened it.

When the door opened, Xuantian's face with a faint smile immediately appeared in front of everyone, but Xuantian seemed to be drunk. After seeing Mu Yunxi, he grinned and said frivolously.

"Sister, I'm here!" After saying that, his son of God actually fell forward and fell into Mu Yunxi's arms.

If it were usual, Mu Yunxi would definitely be furious, but at this moment, he raised his hand and held Xuantian, then said coquettishly: "Why did you drink so much? I'll sober you up!"

Then he closed the door.

At the moment when the door was almost closed, Mu Yunxi snorted coldly, and his body shook, and Xuantian, who was lying on him, took two steps back. Xuantian also shook, and the Son of God turned slightly to directly remove the force.

He was drunk and unsteady just now, but now he was not drunk at all. He bowed to Mu Yunxi and said: "Excuse me!"

"Do you have information?" Mao Buhui asked straight to the point.

“Haha, of course!” Xuantian smiled, then put his hands behind his back and said, “In order to revive earlier, the Tiger King of the Xuanwu clan must devour the blood of one of his descendants at midnight every day. However, Bai Feng told me that the Tiger King seems to be in a hurry to revive recently, so tonight, the White Tiger clan specially woke up the other six descendants. At midnight, including Bai Feng’s seven descendants, all must go to the Tiger King’s sleeping place to let the Tiger King devour their blood! And you can completely transform into the appearance of the White Tiger clan’s son of God, go to the Tiger King’s sleeping place, and kill him with one blow while he is off guard!”

"You want to devour so many?" Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard this. Then Hu Zi turned around and looked at everyone, then said, "That won't work. There are six of us here in total. We can only transform into the appearance of six people. What about the remaining person? What if he recognizes us...wouldn't the plan fail?"