One is that it will damage the sect’s reputation.

What's more important is that he is not optimistic about his son's future.

Dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and mice's sons can dig holes.

Although it is not absolute, the sect will not gamble on exceptions, and the character of parents will often be passed on to their children.

A disciple's poor character will often harm the sect or even backfire on the sect.

But the Holy Cult of Kunshan was able to hide it from the various sects and make them accept them as disciples. There was more than just a little problem.

Each sect is not a vegetarian, so of course they will be wary of someone sneaking into the sect, especially if their opponents use this method.

Therefore, the precautions are extremely strict, and the precautions are taken. After review and review, it is almost difficult for people with ulterior motives to sneak into it.

Ning Zhenzhen asked: "Senior Song's parents are your real parents?...Oh? It's true."

She asked strangely: "Are your parents also disciples of the Kunshan Holy Cult?... Yes!"

Ning Zhenzhen looked at Ni Zhao.

The faces of Ni Zhao and the others slowly became serious.

Song Chaoyin's previous answers were indeed a bit confusing, confusing, and even gibberish. Ning Zhenzhen directly put aside these confusing questions and turned to digging into his life experience. The questions exposed were shocking.

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This Ning Zhenzhen is truly worthy of being the number one young person in Mingyue An, with a sharp mind and a top expert in interrogation. It seems that the foreign department can allow her to join the important interrogations in the future.

Ning Zhenzhen continued: "If your parents are also disciples of the Kunshan Holy Cult, have they always lived in that village? As far as I know, in general sect review, the disciple's family must have lived there for at least thirty years, that is,

Two generations of people are here, and your grandparents also live here... Are they also disciples of the Kunshan Holy Cult?... Yes!"

Fakong's voice suddenly sounded in Ning Zhenzhen's ears: "Junior sister, be careful of the assassin, leave him alone, protect yourself!"

Fakong saw the fate of Song Chaoyin through his clairvoyance. In a moment, an assassin would attack.

Ning Zhenzhen's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly said in a deep voice: "Three of you, please be careful about assassination."

Ni Zhao and the others reacted very quickly. As soon as they heard the word "assassination", they immediately dodged and formed the momentum of horns. Their backs were facing the Song Dynasty, and their Gang Qi was already activated, ready to take action at any time.

"Woo——!" A white shadow shot from the wall, leaving an afterimage in the air.

Ning Zhenzhen reacted the fastest, and he wanted to hit her as soon as he raised his jade palm.

Even if you don't block it hard, block it and create opportunities for Ni Zhao and the others.

Fakong suddenly appeared next to her, picked up her slim waist and moved sideways to avoid the white shadow.

"Bang!" The white shadow made a muffled sound as soon as it got close and exploded into a ball of blood mist.

Ni Zhao and the others felt a warning sign, but it was too late. The blood mist spread ten feet in an instant, and the speed was too fast, far better than their movement skills.

"Ah——!" the three of them screamed.

When the blood mist enters the body, it feels like having sulfuric acid splashed on the face and body in the previous life. The pain is unbearable.

Screaming is just a natural reaction and cannot be suppressed.

As soon as Ning Zhenzhen Liu's waist was hugged, she turned her jade hand and was about to pat it over, but smelled Fakong's breath and spread her Taisu Divine Palm.

They barely avoided the blood mist.

Sima Xun and the others were not so lucky.

When they saw the white shadow appear, they immediately rushed forward, preparing to help block the attack. However, they advanced too fast and had no time to retreat, and they were covered in blood mist.

Some were on the chest, some were on the face, and some were on the elbows, but the pain was no different. The pain was unbearable, and I couldn't help but scream.

Song Dynasty was the worst.

His martial arts skills have been disabled, his acupoints have been sealed, and he cannot move.

When the blood mist enveloped him, Ni Zhao and the others couldn't help but dodge and forgot to protect him. The blood mist fell solidly around him.

He almost fainted from the pain.

At this moment, a basin of cold water was poured down, keeping him awake and dispelling the darkness caused by the pain.

Another stream of nectar fell, and the body entered the hot spring from the extreme cold, and the feeling of intoxication suddenly arose.
Chapter completed!