"You don't believe me?"
Luo Qingtong raised her eyebrows and looked at him.
"Sure."
As she spoke, she pointed at the Breeze Pavilion disciple and said, "You can ask him any question and see how he responds."
Before she could finish speaking, the Breeze Pavilion disciple wailed like a ghost and howled like a wolf.
"I can't!
Martial Uncle, I really can't take it anymore! "
As he spoke, he fainted.
Seeing this, Martial Uncle Zhang's face instantly turned ashen.
"Trash!"
He viciously kicked the Breeze Pavilion disciple away and was about to call another Breeze Pavilion disciple over. Then, he felt that it was not safe.
Who knew what the other party had done?
That disciple had already been tricked, which meant that the other disciples could be tricked as well.
As he thought of this, he immediately raised his hand and put the Truth Pill into his mouth.
He did not believe that the other party could still do anything to him!
Seeing his actions, Luo Qingtong's eyes suddenly flashed, and then she laughed.
Some people just liked to think that they were smart … She liked such people who thought that they were smart!
She crossed her arms and looked at Martial Uncle Zhang.
The latter had already called out another disciple of the Breeze Pavilion and had him ask him a question.
"The kind that only we know when you ask!"
He said coldly.
That disciple quickly nodded and then asked, "Martial Uncle, what is my name?"
This was indeed a question that only they knew. Martial Uncle Zhang nodded with a satisfied expression. Then, he purposely gave the wrong answer and said, "Chen Tong!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he calmed himself down and waited for the abnormal movements in his body.
No matter what the other party wanted to do to him, he would fiercely suppress it and then teach the other party a lesson!
At that time, he would see what the other party had to say!
As he thought of this, he suddenly looked in the direction of Luo Qingtong with a cold expression.
At this moment, he suddenly felt that his body was out of control.
It's coming!
Martial Uncle Zhang thought of this and immediately tried to suppress this strange movement in his body.
However, this strange movement seemed to be a part of his body. No matter how much willpower he exerted, he could not suppress this power. It was as if he was shouting, "Fight!
He wanted to beat the liar to death.
Just like the disciple from the Breeze Pavilion, this Uncle-Master Zhang raised his right hand and slapped himself hard.
Before he could react, another slap landed on his face.
In the blink of an eye, Martial Uncle Zhang's face was slapped to the left, then to the right.
His entire face had been slapped out of shape.
Because it was his own power, his body's defense was useless.
The power of a peak Saint General instantly whipped him until he was hovering between life and death. As soon as he opened his mouth, he let out a blood-curdling scream.
"I'm trash, I'm lowly, I deserve to die, I shouldn't have lied!"
He howled as he slapped himself in the face. Every slap was ruthless, and he couldn't control himself at all.
At this moment, this Uncle-Master Zhang finally understood why the Breeze Pavilion disciple fainted when he heard that he was going to be asked another question.
This feeling was really worse than death!
That Truth Pill was actually real!
"Chen Peng!!
It's Chen Peng!! "