Ji Xia and Zhang Jiao stood in front of Sheng Huan, looking at Sheng Huan who was sitting in front of the prison gate of the Heavenly God Prison.

Sheng Huan was silent for a long time.

Suddenly, he said, "What does the Primal King want to do when he suddenly releases me?"

Ji Xia said with satisfaction: "The seniors still remember my name, so it seems that the original battle is still fresh in the memory of the seniors." ”

Sheng Huan's face changed slightly, and he remembered the kick that stepped on his face fiercely.

not only defeated him, but also shattered his self-esteem as a strong man of Shentai.

He also remembered that in the prison of the Heavenly God, there were many terrible spiritual plants, which also made him feel palpitations and fear.

As a genius of the Sitai Imperial Court, as far as the surrounding countries are concerned, they are god-like existences.

I didn't expect to come to the boundless wilderness, but in such a human country, I fell in front of the human king in front of me.

Every time he thinks about it, there is endless anger in his heart.

Anger and fear coexist.

Very subtle emotions.

"Senior, I have something to ask you. Ji Xia was condescending and looked at Sheng Huan.

The hustle and bustle is slightly disordered.

He said in a deep voice, "If you can let me go, I will know everything." ”

The corners of Ji Xia's mouth sketched a smile and said, "Sheng Huan, now you are not qualified to negotiate conditions with me." ”

"King Taichu, don't forget that you once made a covenant with me that you could not kill me. ”

Sheng Huan's eyes were gloomy, his head was buried low, and he spoke.

Ji Xia pointed to the Heavenly God Prison and said, "Senior, look. ”

Sheng Huan turned to look at the prison god.

I saw that among them, the number of demon plants was three or five times more.

Now they are all facing Ji Xia, and their torsos are slightly bent, as if they are saluting Ji Xia.

Sheng Huan shuddered, remembering the horror of the demon plant.

He turned his head, a look of struggle on his face.

Immediately, he looked at Ji Xia: "If you don't let me go, even if I am tortured ten times more, I won't speak." ”

The smile on Ji Xia's face gradually disappeared.

He shook his head lightly and said, "Senior Shenghuo, you take a closer look." ”

Sheng Huan heard Ji Xia's fluttering words, gritted his teeth, and turned around again.

I saw that from among the many demon plants in the Heavenly God Prison, there was suddenly an extra crimson demon plant.

The large mouth is full of fangs, and the slender torso is swaying slightly.

"Senior, this demon plant can devour your memories. ”

Ji Xia's voice seemed to be born in the dark, without the slightest emotion.

"All he needs to do is take him into its big mouth, chew it twice, and his memory will swallow it all...... When the time comes, I am afraid that my predecessors will no longer be able to remember the appearance of their hometown, the past of the scenery, and the resentment of me. ”

"From now on, you'll be a complete blank sheet of paper, and I'll be left to sketch my memories at will. ”

"When the time comes, I will tell you at that time, you are my grandson, a senior, are you willing to be my grandson?"

Ji Xia said expressionlessly words that made the corners of his mouth rise, but Sheng Huan was scared into a cold sweat.

He had never seen a crimson demon plant in the Heavenly God Prison.

"If I can really devour my memory, then I will never come out again!"

Sheng Huan thought of Ji Xia's unpredictable methods, and thought of this strange prison, and he already believed a little in his heart.

"As long as I have a memory, I just need to survive, and maybe one day, I will be able to find the slightest opportunity, leave a mark, let my father find me, and let me see the light of day again. ”

"I can't bet, this thief is ruthless, if he really angers him and his memory is erased, I will never come out. ”

The hustle and bustle is still in a hurry.

When Ji Xia saw Sheng Huan's face change slightly, he knew that he was weighing it in his heart.

I snorted coldly in my heart: "In the prison of the Heavenly God, I have been shining by the demon for so long, and my tense nerves can't relax for a day, even if you guess that I'm cheating you, I'm afraid that I won't dare to gamble again." ”

Sure enough, Sheng Huan's eyes lowered, his head lowered, and he said, "If I tell the truth, please ask the Primal King to let those demon plants stop torturing me." ”

Ji Xia was noncommittal and asked, "Sheng Huan, where are you from?"

Ji Xia's inquiring voice fell, and Zhang Jiao on the side suddenly tapped the void.

The void reveals a thick ancient book.

The ancient book turns the page and finally freezes the frame.

Out of it came a rickety imp.

He had sparse hair, extremely long nails, long, sharp ears, and a thin, rickety body.

The rickety imp was as close to Shenghuan's body as a shadow, and put his ears to Shenghuan's chest.

The sparse hairs flutter slightly.

Sheng Huan waved his hand, but the palm of his hand penetrated into the body of the little ghost.

It's as if this imp is really just a shadow gang.

He was about to condense the spirit element that had just recovered a little and scatter the imp.

But he stretched out his hand and pointed at it, and the spirit mansion in his body, which was already depleted of spiritual yuan, was immediately sealed by some kind of yin power.

Unable to move the slightest spirit element.

Sheng Huan was helpless, he glanced at Zhang Jiao and said, "I'm from Da Bing ......."

Hiss......

The little ghost's post to the ears of the hustle and bustle suddenly burst into flames and turned into smoke.

The little ghost roared in pain and looked at Zhang Jiao pitifully.

Ji Xia frowned and nodded lightly at Zhang Jiao.

The ancient book in front of Zhang Jiao flipped over, and a wisp of smoke flew out of it, falling on the body of the little ghost, and the little ghost's ears were immediately framed by the smoke.

The little imp was overjoyed, and put his ear to Sheng Huan's chest again.

"Shenghuo, this little imp with burning ears can hear if you are talking or not. ”

Ji Xia said indifferently: "This is the first time, but if there is a next time, believe in this king, you will regret it." ”

As Ji Xia spoke, he bent down and stared at the hustle and bustle of his eyes up close.

"Again, where are you from?"

"The Four Thai Dynasty beyond the Three Mountains. Sheng Huan took a deep breath and said, "I am the second son of the Sheng family of the Sitai Dynasty. ”

Ji Xia was not entangled in the Sitai Dynasty and the Sheng family in Sheng's mouth.

"When you broke into my Taicang, you once said that you would pretend to be me, slaughter Taicang, and then widely distribute the image to Shangyue and the Mansion. ”

"Let me ask you, do you still know those Shangyue and Mansion?"

The hustle and bustle stagnated, and he looked at Ji Xia and said, "You are really from those Terran Shangyue and Mansion!"

Ji Xia looked at Sheng Huan expressionlessly.

Sheng said loudly: "When I saw your demonic cultivation, I suspected that you were from the Terran Shangyue, the Mansion, or the legendary Terran secret realm, so I deliberately mentioned these secret places, wanting to see your reaction!"

"You weren't moved at first, I thought I was looking away, but I didn't expect ......"

Ji Xia snorted coldly: "I'm asking you, what other human races do you know, such as Shangyue, Mansion, and Secret Realm!"

Sheng Huanjing shook his head: "Shangyue, Mansion and other secret places, how can I know their location, I just wanted to see your reaction to the Taichu King......"

Hiss......

The ears of the ear-burning imp are burning again!

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