The direwolf knew that he had made up his words and immediately stopped and his eyes dodged.

The Pavilion Master sneered: "At this point, you still want to hide it. Do you really think I can't pry your mouth open?"

The Pavilion Master did not know how to spell the truth, and there was no way to make the dire wolf speak automatically. Although his tone was relaxed, he could only torture and confess.

"You are like a black bear, and your bones are very hard, right?"

The Pavilion Master had a sudden inspiration, and asked.

The direwolf raised his head and said, "Of course, don't try to pry my mouth open."

"Haha, I've only asked three times. If you don't want to say it, then I won't force it." The Pavilion Master smiled so coldly.

The dire wolf's heart trembled, and he was so energetic that he said, "Don't say it three times, three thousand times, I won't speak."

The Pavilion Master didn't say much and asked directly: "Who is that person?"

snort!

The dire wolf snorted coldly, turned his head and ignored the Pavilion Master.

The Pavilion Master was not angry, but laughed harder and louder.

Suddenly, he slowly slapped out a palm and hit a monster in the chest.

Bang!

The monster flew back several feet before stopping. Its chest was festering at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, only a piece of white bones remained on its chest.

"ah--"

The monsters could not resist the heart-wrenching pain, and screamed hysterically, causing the hearts of other monsters to tremble, and they were frightened and angry, but they could do nothing.

"What are you doing? What do you want to come to me?" The dire wolf stared at the pavilion master with red eyes.

The Pavilion Master clapped his palms and said lightly: "This is the first time. I'll ask the second time, who is that person?"

The dire wolf did not rush to refuse, stared at the Pavilion Master, wishing he could be dismantled.

The Pavilion Master is so cruel that once the Direwolf refuses to answer, he will kill other monsters, which is a fatal threat to the Direwolf.

It is not afraid of death, but it has the obligation and responsibility to protect other tribesmen.

The Pavilion Master glanced at the hesitant dire wolf, shrugged, and said, "It seems you won't say it anymore, this second time has been wasted."

call!

Another palm flew out.

The direwolf shouted to stop: "No!"

It's too late.

A monster flew out, landed on the ground, and died wailingly.

"You... are so cruel!" the dire wolf roared.

The Pavilion Master didn't care and said, "Before I ask the third time, let me tell you first, the rules have changed. If you don't answer the third time, then it's not just one monster, but all the monsters left."

The dire wolf suddenly stumbled. It could not save the two monsters, and its heart was already in great pain. If the other monsters were really dead in front of it, it could not imagine that scene.

The Pavilion Master ignored the mood of the dire wolf and asked directly for the third time.

"Who is that person?"

The dire wolf suddenly raised his head, his eyes red, as if blood was about to flow out from the corners of his eyes.

The Pavilion Master faced the dire wolf's anger and slowly raised his palm, and the evil spirit flowed in his palm.

"Yu Mo, I'm sorry, in order to protect the clan, I can only tell him your name and hope you can understand." Died Wolf said silently in his heart.

Then, it opened its mouth and stumbled word by word, almost squeezed out from the gaps in its teeth.

"Yu-Mo!"

The Pavilion Master was overjoyed, raised his eyebrows and said, "So that boy is called Yu Mo."

Although three people appeared, the intuition of the Pavilion Master told him that only the guy who used the sword was Yu Mo, and he was also the leader of the three.

"Hey, this name seems a bit familiar, I have heard it somewhere."

Suddenly, the owner of the Pavilion raised his eyebrows and doubts rose in his eyes.

"People, isn't that boy Jiang An just called Yu Mo?" Suddenly, someone said in surprise.

Jiang'an?

The owner of the Pavilion moved his heart, rubbed his temples, and finally remembered it.

If it weren't for mediation by the Tang sect, the boy would have died long ago, and the Pavilion Master did not care too much and did not take Yu Mo seriously.

I never expected that Penglai Island would meet Yu Mo.

"It's interesting and interesting. Yu Mo is not as simple as it seems. No wonder the leader of the Tang Sect mediates for him. I was so careless and negligent." The leader of the Pavilion suddenly realized, his interest increased, and murmured to himself: "Yu Mo, you had escaped a disaster, but this time you hit my gun again. That can only say that you should have a disaster and your death is approaching."

The direwolf has always remembered the words of the Black Bear. The black Bear firmly believes that Yu Mo will come to save the monster clan. The direwolf is skeptical. Now that he knows that Yu Mo is coming, he is actually very calm in his heart.

Yu Mo is resourceful and capable, so he might be able to rescue them.

At least, save other tribesmen.

The dire wolf ignited hope in his heart. Looking at the other miserable tribe members, it silently made up its mind to try its best to protect their safety.

The Pavilion Master found the weakness of the dire wolf, and of course he would not be satisfied with the existing gains. He asked aggressively: "I will ask you another question. If you dare to hide something, then you will have no value and you will all die."

Having said that, the Pavilion Master does not really want to kill all the monsters.

Of course, it is not impossible to kill some of them in order to achieve their goals.

"You are so despicable!" The direwolf had no choice but to accuse him helplessly.

The Pavilion Master smiled smugly and asked, "The monster beast clan has no spiritual intelligence. How do you activate spiritual intelligence? Isn't this problem difficult?"

The owner of the Pavilion stared at the dire wolf intently, discerning its expression to prevent it from talking nonsense.

The dire wolf was shocked and seemed to have not expected the Pavilion Master to ask this question.

"This...how do you want to know this? This is not a monster, it is useless to you." Died Wolf said in panic.

The more the dire wolf was panicked, the more the Pavilion Master thought it was profitable and said anxiously: "Don't worry about this, you just need to answer my questions honestly."

The dire wolf was in a mess. This was the biggest secret of the monster clan. How could it be told outsiders? Even if all the monsters were dead, they could not be told to the Pavilion Master.

But the dire wolf didn't want his tribe to be seriously injured, so it racked its brains to bring its wisdom to the extreme.

Finally, it had a flash of inspiration and had an idea.

"I won't tell you." Diedwolf refused.

"Then you go to die with this secret." The Pavilion Master was so murderous. He stumbled with his big hand, and a monster flew straight in and fell into his palm.

The evil spirit immediately ran towards the monster.

The dire wolf's eyes were about to break, and he couldn't wait to shout: "Don't, wait!"

The Pavilion Master stopped and asked, "What, I want to say again?"

The dire wolf looked extremely entangled, and was in a fierce ideological struggle, and hesitated: "This is a set of mottos in the language of monsters. Once it is used, it can open up the clan's intelligence."

The Pavilion Master was overjoyed and hurriedly asked: "Tell me the proverbs quickly."

The dire wolf reluctantly spit out a few syllables. The syllables are very awkward and awkward. They are definitely not human language, but real monster language.
Chapter completed!