Chapter 181: Interrogation (1)

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The emirate is sitting in the seat of the Jijia Hall. A handsome face has been left with traces of a few years. He is the eldest son of Ji Ru and the next owner of the Ji family. Ji Ru has grown up in the past two years. Not as good as before, the size of the family has begun to hand over to the hands of the quarters.
In the hall, there are still a few people sitting. In addition to the seasons and the seasons, a middle-aged man with a face similar to the six-seven-sevens in the season is sitting on the right side of the chair, just with a solemn face. Compared with the season emirate, this person's face is insidious. Although it is handsome, it is difficult to make people feel close. This person is the second son of Jiru, who is good at doing business. Most of the business in Jijia is made of season brown. management.
There was silence in the hall, and the season was brown with a smile on his face. His eyes were not traced and he swept over the face of the emirate. The emirates did not squint, but silently drinking tea.
After a while, the next person brought the monsoon smoke out of the door. The people in the hall looked up and looked at the strange and familiar little girl in front of them.
"Monsoon smoke, see the two uncles." The monsoon smoke came from the money, not humble mouth.
The seasony brown sweeping eyes glanced at the monsoon smoke, and the eyes flashed a little weird smile. Ji Mubai slightly decapitated against the monsoon smoke, but it was the seasons. When the monsoon smoke was seen, the face did not like it.
As the next home of the family, the season chief slowly raised his eyes and looked at the monsoon smoke. The pair of slightly serious eyes swept through the monsoon smoke, and the fortitude of the face was not angry.
"Back?" The Emirates opened its mouth, and the calm voice was as thick as the bells and drums.
"Yes." Monsoon flue.
The eyes of the emirates skipped the white zeal around the monsoon smoke. "Is this your favorite mount?"
"Yes." The monsoon smoke is concise.
The brow of the season was lightly wrinkled, then raised his head. "You know what the meaning of the mount is for the deceased."
The monsoon smoke smiled lightly: "It’s a partner who died on the battlefield."
"I don't know the meaning of it, why should I choose such useless mounts?" The quarters looked up at the monsoon smoke, and the serious eyes were mixed with invisible pressure. "The powerful mount is the killer who survives on the battlefield." One of the keys is to fight against the demon army, life and death are unpredictable, and the demon family has always been deceitful. It is often measured by the enemy. Every year, it has just become a deceased person, and how many are dead under the trick of the demon. With the ferocious beast as a help, it is still difficult to escape from birth. If you bring such a vulnerable animal to the battlefield, how much do you have to survive from the demon army?"
The season's voice is closed, and the eyes of the monsoon smoke are getting sharper.
In the entire hall, only a few words of the season emirates just fell into the battle of life and death, the atmosphere is almost suffocating.
The monsoon smoke did not expect the quarter to find himself, not to mention the side, the first thing to do was to ask about the mount, which is beyond her expectations.
Of course...
The monsoon smoke rose slightly, fearlessly confronted the sharp eyes of the season, and did not retreat: "I thought that the reason why the countries will use the annihilator as the main force against the Yaozu is because the dying itself Powerful, if relying on a family's life depends on a mount, then what is the necessity of this annihilator? The professional next to it is not indispensable. Why do you have to use the teacher to activate the deceased? If it is the battle of the dead and the demon It has nothing to do with the other side, just blame yourself for not being strong enough."