A soul-washing roar came from Zhang Yuanqing's ears, his pupils suddenly became dilated, and he saw a slender white tiger lying on his side in the depths of the sea of consciousness.

Unprecedented coercion, unprecedented fear.

Zhang Yuanqing's face was pale, his hands and feet were convulsed, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

This is a high-level regular item? He felt the trembling of his soul, as if facing an abyss.

Holding the tiger talisman in his hand, Fu Qingyang's aura became majestic and lofty, like a marshal in charge of an army of millions, he spoke slowly:

"Yuanshi, are you the Anzi of Dark Night Rose?"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Yuanqing "saw" the eye-catching white tiger in the sea of consciousness, and looked at him majestically, as if as long as he told a lie, he would pounce on him and tear him to pieces.

Zhang Yuanqing's lips trembled slightly: "No."

Fu Qingyang waited for a few seconds, saw that there was no abnormality, nodded slightly, and asked the second question:

"Have you ever dealt with evil professions in private?"

Hearing the question, Zhang Yuanqing wanted to scold his mother in his heart, and rationally told him that he should hide it, but instinct took the first step, and under the gaze of the eye-catching tiger, he revealed the truth:

"have."

Fu Qingyang narrowed his eyes.

"But, but I think I should explain." Zhang Yuanqing said in a trembling voice, like a traveler trekking in the cold wind.

Fu Qingyang nodded slightly.

Immediately, he intermittently told Fu Qingyang how he met him as a father and passed on his message, but concealed the address of Wuhen Hotel.

"That's how it happened. Xie Lingxi from the Xie family can testify for me. Besides, I haven't had much contact with them."

What I said above is all the truth, but I just cleverly said that there is not much intersection.

Under the coercion of the Tiger Talisman, he was unable to speak, but eloquence was not within the ability of props. As long as Fu Qingyang didn't find fault, he was confident that this problem could be solved without pain, at least there would be no major sequelae.

Fu Qingyang's cold comment:

"I will report this matter to Elder Dog. As for his attitude towards this matter, you can leave it to fate."

The tone is not good, but it is mentioned in one stroke.

"The last question! Tai Yimen asked me to ask." Fu Qingyang straightened his sitting posture and said, "Are you the descendant of the Demon Lord?"

Zhang Yuanqing's face was as pale as paper.

No words can describe Zhang Yuanqing's mood at the moment, if there is anything to say, it is - grass!

The Taiyi Sect hasn't given up on finding the heirs of the Demon Lord, how determined are they to find the heirs of the Demon Lord?

what do I do? Transfer the white tiger in your head to Xiaodoubi? No, Xiao Doubi can't bear the pressure of the white tiger, he will die on the spot

Showdown? Gamble on Fu Qingyang's friendship with me? It might still be possible if it was Guan Ya who was sitting there.

Fu Qingyang should have become suspicious of me when he was manipulating the injustice of heaven. He didn't say it at the time, but he held back his big move and waited for the tiger charm to arrive? But it's not right, with his "sharp eyes" and props, even without the Tiger Talisman, he can still make me tell the truth.

I didn't expect to come to this step, reality will never go according to your wishes. JrNovels.com