Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

The barbarian who came to his senses was about to speak subconsciously, calling for help.

However, Wei Canglan had already expected that when he was unconscious, he had already found something to completely gag his mouth.

Looking at the appearances of several people in the room, Manzi felt as if he had fallen into a cellar of ice at this moment, and his whole body was chilling.

Wei Canglan leaned over and squatted down, moved closer, and said to him:

"I ask you to answer."

"Ha ha ha ha ha……"

Manzi's mouth was gagged, and his laughter was intermittent and indistinct.

His attitude was obvious, and he would not agree to the other party at that time.

Wei Canglan knew this would happen a long time ago, so without much comparison, he took out the wine gourd, uncorked it, and poured the medicinal wine on the opponent's lap.

No one knew what he was going to do.

Xun Wenhong was even more distressed, he couldn't forget the taste of the medicinal wine, and now it was poured on this barbarian's lap, it was a waste, it was a waste of money.

But he didn't say anything.

Wei Canglan took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and circulated spiritual energy.

In an instant, the medicinal wine on Manzi's calf burned out of thin air.

The burning pain caused the red-haired man to clenched his teeth tightly, and the veins on his forehead popped out.

He wanted to yell, but his mouth was blocked, and he could only make a little "whoosh", which seemed to be crying.

Immediately afterwards, something even more terrifying happened.

Under Wei Canglan's guidance, the flame burning on the surface of Manzi's calf penetrated into the man's skin in a wisp of smoke, and began to erode flesh and leg bones.

"Well!!!"

"Woooooo!!!"

Manzi twisted his body vigorously, wriggling like a bug.

Unfortunately, his struggle was of no avail.

The piercing pain made him faint instantly.

However, fainting could not make him safe.

The burning from the inside out quickly brought him back to reality after falling into a coma, and continued to bear this unbearable pain.

Soon, the guy was twitching and his eyes were rolling.

Wei Canglan felt that the fire was almost ready, so he mobilized his spiritual energy slightly, and the flames under the opponent's skin and bones were immediately extinguished.

Then he said to the barbarian whose face was covered with snot and tears:
"Now, I will ask you again."

"I ask you to answer, okay?"

Manzi nodded quickly without saying a word.

He was terrified of the flames that eroded his flesh and blood.

Seeing this scene, both Wang Zhe and Xun Wenhong looked terrified.

Especially Xun Wenhong, secretly inhaled:
Cang Lan is so professional.

It was really right to bring him here this time!
Pulling the thing off Manzi's mouth, Wei Canglan asked with a smile on his face:
"You and your companions, come here, but who knows?"

There was fear in Manzi's eyes, and he answered honestly:

"It was an order from the military division, and each corporal commander sent people... Our superiors all know..."

Wei Canglan narrowed his eyes:
"I just heard that it was an 'eagle' that captured my whereabouts? What is that? A monster?"

"Well... it was trained by the military master..."

"Who is your military advisor?"

"It's called Baiyin...it's the Sand Bone Race..."

Hearing this name, Wei Canglan was taken aback.

Sand bone tribe Baiyin?
Didn't that guy die in Mobei?
and many more.

When the demon god woke up, those dead sand-bone tribes were likely to be affected by the demon energy and come back to life?
A leader of the sand-bone tribe actually got mixed up with the military division of the Masi army?

Really underestimated him.

"What else do your military divisions have?"

"He knows a lot, Fengshui, celestial phenomena, martial arts... Oh yes, his most powerful thing is to drive dead soldiers with demonic energy. It is the first point that our generals have taken a fancy to and worshiped him as a military advisor."

Hearing this, Wei Canglan already had an idea in his mind:
It seems that I guessed right.

It's just that I didn't expect that Baiyin, who had come back from the dead, could actually control the dead?

He didn't have this ability before.

but……

It cannot be ruled out that it was influenced by the demon god.

But the Demon God has been re-sealed, and his demon energy should have disappeared...

wrong!

When the demon god is dead, the demon energy disappears, which is reasonable.

But... the demon god is not dead, he was sealed by Qiu Jue!
It's reasonable for his demonic energy to stay here.

In other words, before disappearing, it is also reasonable to be collected and used by interested people.

However, how could a small leader of the sand-bone tribe have such abilities with a simple mind and well-developed limbs?
Not right.

There's a lot going on behind this.

Seeing that Wei Canglan remained silent, the barbarian said tremblingly:
"Immortal, can you let me go back? I promise not to tell anything about you!"

Wei Canglan didn't say anything, thought for a long time, nodded and said:

"still have a question."

"Where is the rich businessman responsible for buying off the defenders now?"

Manzi recalled it, and said quickly:

"You said the one named Qiu Ping?"

"Relying on his own daughter, he climbed up to our general, and now he follows the general every day, looking like he is scheming and making plans. I have long been unhappy with him and want to chop him up!"

Wei Canglan narrowed his eyes and stopped talking.

At this time, Xun Wenhong approached, and the voice transmitted into the secret way:

"Canglan, Master has a plan, why don't you let this barbarian go back."

"This person has been frightened by your flexibility, and he will definitely not tell the truth."

"You can control him flexibly and let him sneak into the army to find out more information."

However, Wei Canglan looked at Xun Wenhong, shook his head firmly, then squatted down again, took a piece of broken wood from one side, gagged the other person's mouth, and mobilized his spiritual energy slightly.

In an instant, the flames of the wine gourd eroded the opponent's mind and throat.

The savage also died quietly.

"This……"

Xun Wenhong was puzzled.

Wei Canglan turned his head and patiently explained to him:

"Master."

"Non-my family, its heart must be different."

"Senior nephew is not fully sure of control."

"Even if it can be controlled, after letting the tiger go back to the mountain, he will still turn against him again. We can't take risks."

Xun Wenhong was a little dazed.

Is this really Cang Lan who was innocent back then?

What he saw and felt today, Xun Wenhong fully understood how naive his thinking was.

Canglan has grown up a long time ago, and doesn't need the protection of their seniors.

Unexpectedly, Wei Canglan suddenly said:

"Uncle, Cang Lan has an idea."

"We need to know more about the situation before we go out and walk around the streets."

"After all, the right time and place, in war, sometimes play a key role, what do you think?"

Xun Wenhong thought for a while, then nodded immediately:

"it is good!"

At this moment, he felt a little more at ease.

Hmph, no matter how powerful Canglan is, so what?

When something happens, why don't you let my uncle make up his mind?

He has grown up, but before me, an elder, he will always be a child.

Seeing his secretly smug look, Wei Canglan breathed a sigh of relief.

Pinch numb.

The old boy looked at me just now, as if he was looking at a monster, as if he was going to clean up the house, it scared me to death.