When Mr. Hei saw the bronze mirror in the fat man's hand, he was obviously stunned and exclaimed.

"Eight-foot mirror! How could it be on you?"

"Yeah, I have some vision!"

The fat man smiled, "As for why this thing is on me, it's because Fatty Master, I'm so charming. This Japanese girl is willing to bow to Fatty Master's pomegranate pants!"

I was speechless. What kind of words are these?

Everyone present looked at Sakurako Miyamoto at the same time, all of whom looked suspicious, and naturally included Mr. Hei. After all, Sakurako Miyamoto was a real member of the royal family.

It can be seen that these people do not believe what the fat man said, but they also cannot tell why.

The slave mantra is a kind of trick. When my grandfather was young, he dug out from the tomb when he went to Miaojiang to move people to the graves. So basically, no one except me knows this trick.

Even if Sakurako Miyamoto leaves, I won’t worry about this technique being unlocked. The magic of it is that once it stays away from the fat man, it will disappear without a trace, and no one can find it out, let alone unlock it, because even I can’t.

As for whether this woman will have something to do with the fat man, I don’t mind at all!

The fat man looked at Mr. Hei, "Don't you believe it?"

Mr. Hei was silent and said nothing.

"Come on, little baby, call me brother." The fat man turned his head and said to Sakurako Miyamoto.

Sakurako Miyamoto's face turned red and she called out to her brother in a gentle voice.

"Hey, be good!"

The fat man responded proudly, then shook the eight-foot mirror in his hand at Mr. Hei, "Did you see, this thing belongs to me now."

Mr. Hei didn't say anything. Although he was separated by a layer of mask, I could still see the greedy light flashing in Mr. Hei's gaze.

"Give me the things, I'll spare your life!" Mr. Hei said hoarsely.

"You want it?"

The fat man smiled and then handed the Yata mirror in his hand forward.

"It's not impossible to give it to you, but you have to answer my question first."

"What do you want to know?"

Mr. Hei's reaction was unexpected.

"My brother asked just now, what organization do you belong to?"

Mr. Hei pondered for a moment and actually answered the fat man’s question.

"Tianji Pavilion."

After saying these three words, Mr. Hei fell silent.

And I began to search in my mind, as if I didn’t have the impression of these three words, and even my grandfather never mentioned it to me.

"What?" the fat man asked.

"You'd better not know too much," Mr. Hei said hoarsely.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the bronze sword in the fat man's hand slashed on the eight-foot mirror with a sound. This action immediately scared Mr. Hei.

"What do you want to do?" he shouted.

The fat man was so dark that he could laugh, and he looked like he was determined to eat the other person.

"If you squeeze toothpaste like this again, I will destroy this magic weapon directly, do you believe it?"

The fat man threatened directly with this.

Mr. Hei took a deep breath, staring at the fat man with a cold murderous intent flashed through his eyes.

It was obvious that he had a murderous intention towards the fat man, but his greed for the Bachi Mirror made him choose to compromise.

A magic weapon is full of fatal temptation for the people in the Xuanmen, and is definitely above money and power.

I saw this scene in my eyes, and there was no murderous intention in my heart. I was just waiting quietly for the opportunity.

"Okay, what do you want to know?" Mr. Hei said.

He seemed to have chosen to compromise with the fat man, but my heart was like a mirror. Once he got something, a battle would inevitably be inevitable. Perhaps in Mr. Hei's eyes, we were already a bunch of dead people. After all, the strength of the enemy and us is very different, so they would not let us leave here alive.

This is also what I think. Both of us have long been secretly calculating each other.

But he didn't know that we had known about Mr. Liu as a traitor for a long time, and I would not give him the chance to attack us.

Mr. Hei likes to do such things that are behind the scenes, but I will never give Mr. Liu a chance.

On the contrary, today, I will let him taste the feeling of being attacked by someone.

As for Ouyang Yunzhi, although his flying head is powerful, he was also a gull from me. He is already considered my person and will never pose a threat to us.

All that are left are the two masters of the Tang Sect, Tang Hao and Tongshan.

I wonder if the iron plate of Tianzi will let them stop?

Even if they really want to take action, we still have the trump card of Little Mute. Through my secret comparison, I found that Little Yinba's strength is definitely on the same mountain, and perhaps the two are not on the same level at all.

It was impossible for them to think that a young man in a mountain village who seemed to be ordinary would have explosive power like a wild beast, not to mention that he had a peerless demon sword in his hand.

As for this young man called pistachio, how come he looks like a harmless child?

But even so, the strength of our two sides is still very different, so I must get rid of Mr. Hei first.

The fat man is smarter than me, so how could he not see the murderous intent brewing here? He smiled and continued, "I just want to know what Tianji Pavilion is doing, what exactly does it do? Who does he serve? And I also need to know the internal structure of this organization. As long as you answer these questions, I will present the Bafolio Mirror with both hands."

Mr. Hei suddenly sneered, "Little fat man, you are really greedy. Since you want to know so much, I will tell you."

I suddenly pricked my ears, and it can be said that this is one of the things I want to know the most now.

"Tianji Pavilion is an ancient force, and it was established very early. I don't know when it was exactly. As for the ultimate purpose of Tianji Pavilion, I don't know this."

"You don't know either? Do you think I will believe you?" the fat man said angrily.

Mr. Hei patiently explained to the fat man, "I don't need to lie to you. Only the main things of Tianji Pavilion are known to the Pavilion Master and the four elders of Tianzi Ge. The others are just doing things on orders!"

After he said this, the fat man was a little confused and couldn't help but look back at me. I nodded gently at him.

"Then you answer my second question, what a shitty Tianji Pavilion, who is it for?" the fat man asked.

"We only serve two kinds of people, either with power or with money." Mr. Hei said.

Mr. Hei's answer is quite consistent with the information I received before.

"As for the internal structure of Tianji Pavilion, it is very simple. In addition to the Pavilion Master, it is divided into four levels: Tiandi Xuanhuang. Tiandi Xuan is all from the Xuanmen. Only the word Huang is an ordinary person, and I am the elder of Di. I have said it clearly enough now."

The fat man looked back at me again, "Yoko, do you understand?"

I nodded, "I understand!"

A killing flashed in the fat man's eyes, and he sneered and turned his head.

Mr. Hei also stared at the fat man tightly.

An invisible murderous intent spread between the two.

"Now, can you give me the stuff?"

"Of course, I always keep my word, come and get it!"

As he said that, the fat man slowly stretched out his hand.

Mr. Hei sneered, looked at me, and walked towards the fat man step by step.
Chapter completed!