"Is it any good?" Liu Zhengyang looked at Zhong Qinglei with a half-smile but didn't refute.

Because for him, the benefit he gave Zhong Qinglei was really only a little bit, it wasn't a big deal.

But judging from Zhong Qinglei's reaction when he got the magic congealing pill, he obviously didn't think so.

So when Liu Zhengyang looked at Zhong Qinglei with a half-smile but not a smile, Zhong Qinglei himself was very guilty and coughed twice.

Liu Zhengyang didn't bother to bother with him about this issue, so he took the crowd away with a wave of his hand.

Of course, they didn't go straight to their destination.

Although Liu Zhengyang really wanted to do that, but he was busy with so many things recently, and there was no way to take a good rest. Even though there was a lot of time to relax when he was in the demon clan's territory at that time, because there was something in his heart, his body and mind never got a complete rest.

Now that he has time and opportunity, of course he has to seize it.

After Qi Tianfang, Xiao Duomi and others knew what Liu Zhengyang was thinking, they didn't say much and agreed immediately.

Three days later, after searching around the neighborhood, they finally found the location of the town and got into a restaurant.

After ordering the meal, Liu Zhengyang watched Xiao Duomi and the others taste the food, while he listened to other people and monks chatting, and suddenly a strange feeling emerged in his heart. When those heroes in ancient times needed to inquire about information, they liked to use this seemingly unreliable method, right?

Unexpectedly, one day, as a monk, he would do something similar.

Although he didn't mean to come to inquire about news or something, he just wanted to relax.

But even so, he heard a lot of news.

For example, a war broke out in the Lake of Destiny recently, and many monks died in the battle; another example, there was a big movement on the Yaozu side, and I don't know what happened.

However, what Liu Zhengyang cares more about is the Death Lake.

"Do you know? I heard that the person who started the massacre in Destiny Lake is the famous Alliance Leader Liu!"

"What? You're talking about Liu Zhengyang, right? But why did he do that? He doesn't look like that!"

"I heard that he got the treasure in the Destiny Lake. It is said that the treasures of the ancient powerhouses are buried there, and the people who get it will be able to grow by leaps and bounds. Isn't the disappearance of the magic energy shrouded in the Destiny Lake the best proof? I heard that even the person who guarded the treasure died."

...

When he heard the news, Liu Zhengyang almost jumped up.

Didn't he kill all the monks at that time? Why is the news still out?

What went wrong?

Later, when he heard that the person guarding the treasure was dead, Liu Zhengyang looked at Zhong Qinglei with a half-smile.

The person who the monks said was obviously Zhong Qinglei, who had always been on top of the legacy of the magician. Because he couldn't find a way to enter the secret palace, he was regarded as the person who guarded the treasure, and he didn't know how he felt.

Zhong Qinglei obviously heard what the monks were saying.

He rolled his eyes helplessly and said angrily, "What are you looking at me for? I'm already dead."

Liu Zhengyang laughed and didn't care.

However, Zhong Qinglei obviously didn't do that, and said in a low voice, "Liu Zhengyang, someone has already blamed you, do you want to investigate what happened? Logically speaking, this kind of thing shouldn't happen. Maybe someone is trying to hurt you."