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Wang Xiaojian took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

He remembered the appearance of the eunuch who had the dream, and then looked towards other pictures.

Judging from the dream, there were a total of 12 people who chased him down.

However, 12 people were all covered with veils, and he couldn't find out the other 11 people from one person's dream.

However, Wang Xiaojian believes that since one of the killers is here, there are other people in these palm benevolence courtyards.

However, it's a pity that when he read all the dreams of everyone, he couldn't find anyone else.

"A total of 12 people, only one was found."

"Is it because there are no other 11 people here, or is it that the rest of them didn't dream of chasing and killing me?"

"It should be the latter. After all, dreaming is something that cannot be controlled."

Wang Xiaojian talked to himself, and then felt that the possibility of the latter was greater.

At this moment, he is full of confidence.

Now that one has been found, Wang Xiaojian is sure to find the other 11 people through this person.

Wang Xiaojian asked Mengqi to stop the dream stealing skill.

Immediately, his consciousness swept over and landed in a room in the Palm Courtyard.

Wang Xiaojian's spiritual consciousness penetrated the wall and "saw" a sleeping eunuch.

He was about thirty years old, and although he was asleep, his body was still filled with blood.

This is the breath that comes after killing too many people on weekdays.

It can be seen that he has killed many people!

"This is the person who hurt me in a dream just now. When I catch him, I will use mystic hypnosis to make him reveal the identities of the other 11 people."

"But how do you get him out?"

Wang Xiaojian frowned, talking to himself.

There are eunuchs patrolling Zong Zongren's courtyard.

He could sneak in, but it was not easy to break open the factory guard's door quietly.

Because the door of the factory guard room happened to be in a very conspicuous place.

Even if he passed by with his phantom dance skills, he would be found when he opened the door.

Things were a little difficult, Wang Xiaojian thought about it.

But for a moment, he was slightly taken aback.

I saw that in the room where the consciousness penetrated, the eunuch suddenly sat up, walked towards the door, then opened the door, and walked towards the backyard.

Wang Xiaojian thought that the divine consciousness locked on him made him aware, so he immediately restrained his breath and hid his body in the grass.

However, the next second, he realized that he had misunderstood.

The eunuch didn't find him, but ran to the backyard to relieve him.

"Evidently there is a latrine, but this guy doesn't go. He actually urinates everywhere."

"It turns out that eunuchs squatted to pee. But Nima stinks!"

Wang Xiaojian pinched his nose and saw the eunuch squatting down to pee.

He was so disgusted, it felt more disgusting than stepping on a pile of poop.

But soon, his eyes rolled and a smile appeared on his face.

This is a great opportunity!

Holding Mengqi in his arms, Wang Xiaojian leaped forward, cast his magic dance skill, and flew towards him.

Yue Wude pulled up his trousers and walked towards the front yard, but within a few steps, he saw a dark shadow in front of him.

This is a thin man in black, because his face is covered with a veil, so that he cannot see the appearance of the man in black.

However, relying on the martial artist's instinctive perception of the crisis, Yue Wude had a premonition that the coming was not good.

His sleepy eyes suddenly became sharp.

He wanted to angrily accuse you of who you are, but just as he spoke, his head became dizzy for a while.

Yue Wude stared at the eyes of the man in black, he only felt that there was infinite magic power in the eyes of the man in black, like a whirlpool, sucking his soul into it.

Yue Wude's sharp gaze towards the man in black became dull.

The one standing in front of Yue Wude was Wang Xiaojian.

Holding Mengqi in his arms, he used the profound hypnotic technique, which directly made Yue Wude's gaze dull.

He smiled slightly, and then asked, "What's your name?"

Yue Wude's eyes were lost, and he said obediently: "My name is Yue Wude."

Wang Xiaojian didn't talk nonsense, and asked again: "A few months ago, you participated in the mission of chasing and killing Wang Xiaojian of Dongxia Gate, right?"

"Yes. I participated."

Yue Wude continued to answer mechanically like a marionette.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Wang Xiaojian's mouth.

With deep eyes, he asked again: "Who else are there besides you, tell me their names."

"They are, Ming Jindou, Lin Chunhua, Bei Yifan, Zhuo Wei, Wei Xibin, Xun Yan, Ding Lihong, Cheng Junling, Xu Xinheng, Zhang Zhongzhong, Sha Fangmiao..."

Yue Wude, who had been affected by the hypnotic mystic technique, was like an obedient marionette, obediently answering Wang Xiaojian's question, saying all the names of eleven people.

Relying on the powerful spiritual sense of a military commander, Wang Xiaojian recorded these names one by one in his mind.

There was infinite murderous intent in his heart, and he wanted to kill these people immediately, but there was still a smile on his face.

He asked again: "What status are they, bronze medal factory guard or silver medal factory guard? Where are they?"

Wang Xiaojian knew that the royal family's factory guards were mainly divided into three levels, namely bronze factory guards, silver medal factory guards, and gold medal factory guards.