C187 Soul Suppressing Formation

Seeing the scholar kneel down, the remaining vile souls also followed suit.

"Speak, do you still want me to force you to confess?"

Zhou Yi curled his lips, then stretched his wrist, making a face like a scoundrel.

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you …" "Zhou Yuwen's soul is under the brick in front of the ancestral hall …"

"What?"

Zhou Yi was shocked