Quick Wear: The Crazy Host is the Paranoid's Treasure

But...can the Lord God really kill the great evil?

After spending some time together, even though the person it admired most was the Lord God, it had to admit that the boss was the most powerful person it had ever seen.

The boss can use a sword to beat the heavens to a pulp, and can also condense the divine power into flavored candies. The divine power can give life to all things, and can also destroy all things, and can even reverse the world and return the world's orbit to before anything happened...

Despite doing so much, the boss's divine power was not depleted at all.

If they really had to compare, it felt that the boss had a greater chance of crushing the soul of the great evil.

But it definitely doesn’t mean that the Lord God is incapable. The Lord God is also very powerful!

It's just a little bit worse than the boss.

.......

After breakfast, Ji Bai walked out the door to deal with the prisoners and other post-war matters.

The maids came in, looked at the bright white plate that almost reflected light, and put it away silently.

In the dungeon.

"General, we have tried every possible torture, but this man refuses to reveal who is above him."

The man tied to the cross was covered in blood and wounds. The dark blood wet his hair, which was twisted together and hung in front of his face, covering his face.

Ji Bai took two steps forward, slowly raised his head to look at the man tied to the cross, and said calmly: "The Lord of Chunshen Mansion is on his way back.

The man on the cross suddenly raised his head, his cloudy pupils staring straight at him.

Ji Bai did not look away and met his gaze.

The anger in the man's eyes seemed to burn him, but he soon regained his composure, lowered his head and whispered hoarsely, "Just a male prostitute."

Ji Bai's expression remained unchanged. He turned his head slightly to look at the person beside him and said, "We will strengthen patrols in the city in the next few days."

The soldiers bowed their heads and clasped their fists: "Yes!"

Ji Bai glanced at the man's clenched fist on the wooden frame, turned around and prepared to leave without saying anything.

"and many more!"

When he was about to walk out of the dungeon, an urgent voice suddenly rang out.

Ji Bai paused, tilted his head slightly, and glanced at the person on the wooden shelf.

The tied-up man was now breathing heavily because he had just spoken in a hurry.

He raised his head with difficulty, looking at the man with a straight back and a cold aura under the light, and roared: "Ask me directly! Keep torturing me! I told you! From the beginning to the end, it was me who wanted to unite with the Turks, and it was me who wanted to rebel against the Tianqi Kingdom! I did it all by myself! It has nothing to do with anyone else!!"

Ji Bai didn't hesitate at all. He turned around and walked out directly. The man behind him raised his voice and roared. If you listened carefully, you could hear that his hoarse voice was trembling and fearful: "Torture me! Torture me! Keep torturing me!!!"

When he walked a little further, the soldiers behind him caught up with him and said, "General, he is too tight-lipped. We can't get anything out of him."

Ji Bai raised his hand slightly and said slowly: "No need to torture him, and don't pay attention to him."

The soldier looked up at him in confusion, but did not ask any more questions. He bowed his head and clasped his fists: "Yes, I understand!"

After the soldiers walked away, 818 said: [The Eighth Prince is indeed the hero, none of the people below betrayed him. ]

The Liaoxin area had long been controlled by the Eighth Prince's men, and they had even secretly separated from the Turks, and seemed to have a tendency to cooperate.

Because the people on both sides hid very well, and the emperor was obsessed with the harem, no one noticed it at all. As a result, the eighth prince was ready to rebel, causing unrest from the periphery.

Although the bureaucracy of Tianqi State was corrupt, the roots of its strength were still there. The original owner led his soldiers to kill the Turks all the way to the border and pacified several cities that were causing chaos.

The lords of every city refused to betray the masters behind them.

818 crossed his legs in the air: [Fortunately, the original plot did not force these people to give out the Eighth Prince, otherwise there would be no drama for the male protagonist. ]

In political novels, the princes are not pushovers, except for the easy-to-control and stupid third prince.

The Eighth Prince cooperated with the surrounding Turks on the surface, but after the two groups of people attacked the capital together, the Eighth Prince did not care about the cooperation between the two. He killed all the Turks who entered Tianqi, even the babies in their cradles were spared, and almost no offspring were left.

In order to gain the throne, he did all kinds of immoral things, and coupled with his childhood experiences, everything he did was extremely extreme.

After he came to power, it took him only half a month to kill all the corrupt people in Tianqi State; he reorganized the army and killed all those who fled from the battlefield; when the king went to court, he killed all those who impeached him.

After the death of the eighth prince in the twenty-second year, the Tianqi Kingdom only existed for three more years before a branch of the dynasty rebelled.

Because the real reason for the fall of Tianqi Kingdom was not human corruption, but various economic policies and systems that had long been out of line with national conditions.

Ji Bai frowned slightly: [Not forced out? ]

818's shaking legs paused for a moment, and he turned his head stiffly to look at him. After a long while, he breathed a sigh of relief: [It doesn't matter. This City Lord Meng will not betray the Eighth Prince, because the antidote that Chunsheng has to take every month is still in the hands of the Eighth Prince. ]

Ji Bai was silent for a while, then slowly said: [I hope so.]

818 remained silent.

Although it had never seen the boss's methods of torture, it had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

But it shouldn't matter, right?

After all, the emperor's order required the original owner to arrange matters in the city within five days and then return to Beijing immediately.

The previous city lord tortured the Eighth Prince for a month and even died without giving away the Eighth Prince. This one... should be able to hold out for five days.

After walking to the city gate again and arranging things, Ji Bai returned to the City Lord's Mansion.

Three minutes later, Ji Bai and 818 looked at the man who walked out of the water.

The man's lean body was fully exposed, with water dripping down his narrow eyebrows, swirling at his collarbone, then sliding down along his strong abdominal muscles and into his slightly transparent underwear which was wet by the pool water.

Ji Bai: ......

818: [So big.]

Ji Bai: ...............

After a few pears were eaten, 818 covered his head tightly and explained pitifully: [Boss, I mean the mosaic is really big. ]

Ji Bai: ......

What's the difference.

At this time, Xiao Xiechuan seemed to have just reacted. When he raised his dark eyes to look at him, a hint of obscurity flashed across his eyes, and then he lowered his eyelids, and his long eyelashes blocked the emotions in his eyes.

He took two steps forward and said with his head down: "I greet the general."