Chapter 598 The Truth"Who are you?"

Faced with the questioning from the clone of the Lord of White Paper City, Ning Zhuo's heart tightened, and he immediately realized that his disguise had been seen through by the other party.

Ning Zhuo plays Jiao Ma, who is actually Sun Lingtong's thief.

Sun Lingtong is in the Foundation Establishment stage. Although he absorbed the evil god's bone marrow, which led to a significant increase in his stealing skills, the increase could never reach the Nascent Soul stage.

Just like when Ning Zhuo was on the battlefield between Liangzhu Country and Thousand Peaks Forest, even though he had exhausted all his family fortune, he was unable to truly leverage his aura to the Nascent Soul level.

The fact that he was able to hold on until now before being discovered by the paper man clone actually shows how powerful Sun Lingtong's stealing skills are.

Ning Zhuo cupped his hands and bowed slightly: "For the details, please ask the Lord City Lord to dismiss the attendants and let me tell you."

Wen Ruanyu immediately raised her eyebrows and was about to speak.

As a result, the paper man clone waved his hand and said, "All of you leave."

"Lord City Lord?!" Wen Runyu suddenly became nervous.

The death of Sangle Youling was the greatest loss to the White Paper Fairy City, which prompted the arrival of the Paper Man clone.

However, once the paper man clone is also destroyed here, the future of White Paper Fairy City will become even bleaker.

But the paper man's clone stared at Ning Zhuo and repeated, "Get out."

Wen Runyu and others naturally did not dare to disobey the city lord and withdrew one after another.

The paper man clone waved his long sleeves, instantly isolating the inside and outside, forming a space for secret conversation.

Ning Zhuo was slightly surprised. He didn't expect the paper clone to be so easy to talk to.

The clone of the Lord of White Paper City took out a magic weapon: "This is the Suwen Heart-Splitting Scroll, which can distinguish the true from the false. If you lie, your heart will be cut open and you will die miserably on the spot."

As she spoke, she activated the magic weapon and made it hang above Ning Zhuo's head.

Ning Zhuo suddenly felt that his vitality was being forcibly absorbed and was closely connected with the Su Wen Pan Xin Scroll.

"Xiao Zhu!" Sun Lingtong lost her voice and wished she could take his place.

Ning Zhuo sent a message through his spiritual consciousness, asking Sun Lingtong to calm down: "Boss, don't forget, I am already the Heart Temple of Fire."

Sun Lingtong shook his head. He knew very well that these words were mostly consolation. Although Ning Zhuo's heart was transformed, it was essentially his foundation-building heart, which was fused with the ten thousand year old fire essence. Its grade was at most the Golden Core level. How could it compete with this Yuanying level magic weapon?

Sun Lingtong stared at the Su Wen Heart-breaking Scroll in the sky. The scroll was very plain white, with the natural fiber texture of reeds faintly visible on the paper. The ends of the scroll were made of hard paper soaked in pine glue, and the edges retained the rough edges left by cutting the paper, wrapped in a half-faded indigo seal.

"Speak." The Lord of Baizhi City urged, his voice cold.

Ning Zhuo was silent for a long while, then he let out a breath and said, "Actually, there is nothing wrong with this matter."

"My last name is Ning Zhuo, and I come from Huoshixian City in Nandou Kingdom. I am the head of the Ning family branch, a close friend of the royal family member and detective Zhu Xuanji of Nandou Kingdom, the first ally of the Wanyao Sect of Nandou Kingdom, and also the son-in-law of General Mu's Mansion in Liangzhu Kingdom..."

"I traveled the world this time to search for my mother's relics, but I couldn't find any clues. This time, I received instructions from Zhu Xuanji, who asked me to find Senior Sangle Youling of Baizhi Immortal City to perform divination."

"For this purpose, I also brought a token..."

When Ning Zhuo said this, he took out the white jade candle and showed it to the city lord's clone.

The pupils of the Lord of Baizhi City suddenly shrank.

The prophetic poem suddenly popped up in her mind: "The ghost tide is surging, the white paper is in danger, and the lone wild goose holds a candle and breaks through the sky curtain. The guest star should shine on the north of the literary hub, and the lights of all things will be bright and the catastrophe will be destroyed."

Sangle Youling is her right-hand man, so naturally she would not hide this from him.

Thinking of this, the Lord of White Paper City reached out to take the white jade candle, held it in his hand, confirmed it was correct, and then said: "Xiao Le has only scattered eleven white jade candles in his entire life."

At this point, the city lord's tone changed slightly: "Why didn't you take it out earlier? And why did you pretend to be someone else? You killed Jiao Ma?"

Ning Zhuo smiled bitterly and said, "I have just arrived and I am unfamiliar with the place, so I thought of disguising myself and gathering local intelligence first. After I get the connection, I will go and ask to see Lord Sangle Youling."

"On the way, I came across a battlefield where many people had died. I suddenly had an idea and decided to play the role of one of the dead."

"But I didn't know that I would end up making things worse. I was brought to the Immortal City and became one of the male concubines."

"I wanted to see Lord Sangle Youling, but he was assassinated twice and is under tight security. If I were in my original appearance, I might be able to act with dignity. But the city has already been thoroughly investigated and the military ban has been implemented. If I rashly reveal my true identity, I am afraid it will cause a big misunderstanding."

"So I have been cautious and have waited until today to take advantage of the opportunity of promotion to tell Lord Sangle Youling my true intentions."

"But the result is what it is now."

The Lord of White Paper City fell silent again.

The small action of her slightly tightening the white jade candle in her hand revealed her inner unrest.

The Lord of Baizhi City naturally knew Yang Weida, but now that she had learned of Ning Zhuo's identity, she was more inclined to another guess.

Even though she was not sure, her interest in Ning Zhuo was skyrocketing. She couldn't help but ask in detail, "Who is your mother? Why are you looking for her relics?"

Ning Zhuo looked sad: "My mother's name is Meng Yaoyin, she passed away when I was two years old. My purpose of traveling around the world is very simple, one of which is to learn more about my mother..."

Ning Zhuo didn't tell the whole story, hiding his main purpose of wanting to revive his mother. He kept talking for a long time, telling the truth, without touching the Su Wen Heart-breaking Scroll above his head.

The Lord of Baizhi City fell into silence again.

This time the silence was longer than usual.

She broke the silence, her voice a little dry: "You are a filial son."

"That's fine."

"I will give you three amulets to protect you. Go and find out for me the real murderer who murdered Sangle Youling."

As he spoke, the Lord of Baizhi City flicked his finger, and three talismans passed by a white shadow and shot into Ning Zhuo's body in an instant.

Ning Zhu was shocked and checked quickly, and saw that the three talismans were actually in his three dantians, directly occupying the central area.

Ning Zhuo smiled bitterly and bowed: "Lord City Lord, you are very observant, and you have the Su Wen Heart-Splitting Scroll here, so you have already known that I am not the murderer." "I am just a minor foundation-building cultivator, too young, how can I take on such an important task?"

The Lord of White Paper City laughed and said, "If you don't want to investigate, you can leave White Paper City now. These three talismans are my gift to you as a gift."

After saying that, she flicked her sleeves and disappeared on the spot.

Disappearing along with her was the body of Sangle Youling.

However, before she left, she left a message: "After Xiaole's death, attacks broke out inside and outside the city. You don't need to worry about the outside of the city. The area near the south gate of the city is under attack. The statue at the south gate is the center of the fairy city formation. You may be able to collect clues if you go there."

"Wen Ruanyu will go with you."

"If you don't want to find out the real culprit, that's up to you. The south gate has the smallest number of ghosts, so you can leave."

Ning Zhuo was stunned on the spot.

It was beyond his expectation that the Lord of White Paper City would be so easy to talk to.

Tingyouge's formation had stopped and Ning Zhuo regained his freedom.

Sun Lingtong sent a telepathic thought: "Humph, this paper bitch talks nicely, saying that you can move freely and leave the White Paper Fairy City? If you can, why did you leave three talismans in your body? They are obviously to monitor you, and they are a sharp blade hanging over our lives!"

Ning Zhuo sighed.

Wen Ruanyu pushed the door open and walked in. His expression was not good. He urged, "Since the city lord has confirmed that you are innocent and asked you to investigate the case, then follow me."

"Hurry. There's a big commotion at the South Gate. It's said that there are several Jindan-level ghost generals wreaking havoc!"

South of the city.

The offensive and defensive battle surrounding the half-piece of paper statue has entered a critical stage.

"Hold on, we must hold on!" the human monks shouted to boost morale.

A butcher ghost general, as fat as a mountain of meat, held a bone-chopping knife as big as a door panel and chopped down fiercely.

The burst of slashing attacks caused the defensive light shield to shake and was in danger.

The monks occupied the center and eye of the formation, spewing out magic power and resisting hard.

The Mirror-Makeup Ghost General held a bronze mirror in his hand, emitting mirror light, which made the monks in the light shield feel shaken and his magic power flow unstable, causing the power of the defensive light shield to suddenly drop to the bottom.

The chatterbox laughed loudly: "It's broken, broken, broken!"

In addition to the mouth in the normal position, he also had a mouth on each side of his cheek. The three mouths spoke at the same time, making strange sounds.

Under the impact of the sound waves, the defensive light shield shattered.

The human monks who were guarding the formation suffered backlash at the same time, vomiting blood and collapsing on the spot.

Their fighting power was gone, and they became lambs to be slaughtered!

Three Jindan ghost generals rushed in directly, the butcher ghost general was responsible for slaughtering these monks, and the remaining two rushed into the inner layer.

"Oops, we're a step too late!" Wen Runyu brought Jiao Ma (Ning Zhuo) to this place and just happened to see the defensive formation being broken. She couldn't help but feel furious, shocked and angry.

"Although you have been appointed by the city lord and are no longer suppressed by the Immortal City's formation, you are still only at the foundation-building stage. Stay away and protect yourself."

Wen Runyu hurriedly gave instructions and went into battle immediately without caring about Ning Zhuo.

He is a Confucian cultivator. He holds a pen and practices literary arts. His strength is truly astonishing and is not an ordinary golden elixir.

The butcher ghost general only killed a few people before he was suppressed by Wen Ruanyu. No matter how wild his knife skills were, he was no match for the small pen.

Sun Lingtong transmitted his thoughts in Wanliyoulong: "Xiaozhu, take this opportunity to show you how to steal the talisman paper from the three dantians!"

Ning Zhuo had been thinking about the attitude of the Lord of Baizhi City towards him all the way. The more he thought about it, the weirder it seemed to him.

The latter is too easy to talk to.

He also agreed with Sun Lingtong's analysis.

Immediately, he nodded slowly: "Boss, I'll ask you to take a good look at it for me. The Lord of White Paper City is so 'magnanimous', he must have some intention."

Now that Sangle Youling is dead, there is no need for Ning Zhuo to stay.

"This approach can be imitated. He is not the only one in the world who can tell the future." Ning Zhuo thought to himself, unwilling to stay in the Baizhi Fairy City.

The situation of this fairy city with internal and external troubles, as well as this experience, made him speechless.

Look at the three ghost generals now. They are not suppressed by the immortal city formation at all. This is outrageous! This situation must be the cause and effect before. Respecting the fate of others, Ning Zhuo did not want to waste more time on this mess.

boom!Just at this moment, the battle between Wen Runyu and the three Jindan-level ghost generals completely destroyed the magic formation here, causing the space to expand and reveal the workshop inside.

A raging fire engulfed the workshop, and it was almost reduced to ruins.

Someone in the repair department shouted: "Master Wen, please protect the head of the colossus. If it is damaged, it will be difficult for us to build a second one!"

Wen Ruanyu's expression changed.

The Mirror-Makeup Ghost General struggled hard, so the Talkative Ghost General took the lead and stepped on the colossus's head.

"Oh no!" Wen Runyu suddenly became cautious and thought to herself that this was not good.

Ning Zhuo's attention was also attracted over there.

The next moment, he was completely stunned - it was the first time he saw the appearance of the head clearly.

That is……

"Mother?!"

(End of this chapter)