Bai Xian'er's smile remained unabated, but she was very alert in her heart.

She has seen many greedy eyes from men since childhood. How could she not feel this unconcealed look of Chi Wuti?

"Who is your master?"

Chi Wuti asked, keeping his eyes off Bai Xian'er.

"My Master, Red Sun Dharma King."

Bai Xian'er responded lightly.

"Red Sun Dharma King?"

Chi Wuti's eyes narrowed, and the greed in his eyes suddenly disappeared.

The Red Sun Dharma King has been famous for a long time. He is the strongest person in the Six Prison Demon Sect before Pang Wanyang's rise. He can never afford to offend him.

"I wonder what the mage is doing here late at night?"

Bai Xian'er was still alert and asked with a smile.

She had already guessed that he had done the Qingzhou Prefecture's business this time.

"I need your information."

Chi Wuti didn't say too much, just spoke:

"I want your people to poison all the cities in Qingzhou to help me paralyze the entire Qingzhou!"

"Poison?"

Bai Xian'er frowned and refused, "Qingzhou is the largest horse farming place in Dafeng. Your actions have attracted the attention of the Jinyiwei. If you poison you, my holy sect's eyes and ears lurking in Qingzhou will be ruined!"

The Six Prison Demon Sect has eyes and ears in all countries in the world, and its intelligence system is much more powerful than the Jinyiwei in Dafeng.

But this is the accumulated eyes and ears and ears accumulated over thousands of years, passed down from generation to generation. If the ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and ears and

"It is precisely because Qingzhou is the horse farming place in Dafeng and the place where all cavalry and war horses come from, that you need your help."

Chi Wuti had long anticipated Bai Xian'er's rejection and took out a dark token from his arms:

"This is the Six Prison Order given to my ancestor by the Demon Lord, do you still recognize it?"

"Six Prison Orders!"

Looking at the token engraved with the Six Prisons Holy Mountain, Bai Xian'er's expression finally changed.

The Six Prison Orders are the tokens of the Demon Lord Pang Wanyang.

Those who hold this order can unconditionally order all the disciples of the Demon Sect to do something for him!

"Just recognize it."

Chi Wuti licked his lips lightly and smiled ferociously:

"I want to see if the King of Dafeng treats these horses more than people!"

"What does the mage want us to do?"

Bai Xian'er lowered her eyes:

"If there are too many people who need to be used, you must ask the Son of Holy Son."

She had a headache secretly.

She knew that she could never do this.

Otherwise, even if Dafeng might be crazy about chasing, even if his grandfather is, he will not be able to spare her.

If Qingzhou suffered a lot of losses, even because of the Six Prison Orders, she would face many accountability when she returned to the Demon Sect.

These ears and ears are not produced out of thin air.

Most of them are also disciples of the Demon Sect!

If you are a disciple, you will have a master!

"Where is the Holy Son?"

Chi Wuti's eyes condensed.

He was also quite afraid of the saint of the Six Prisons Demon Sect. It is said that he had already approached the divine vein infinitely and had practiced many magical skills to the point of being superb.

"Son of the Holy Son..."

Bai Xian'er's lowered eyes flashed for a moment, and her voice remained unchanged:
Chapter completed!