Seven Kings' Mansion.

"Bang!"

A series of 'crackling' sounds of smashed porcelain came from Augustine's room, and Murong Jianyu, who was originally in a good mood and was sitting in the pavilion fishing for fish, suddenly had a gloomy face.

Turning his head to look at the rickety old man behind him, he asked angrily: "What is Augustine's dog calf messing with? This early in the morning he started smashing my belongings? If it weren't for Zichen's sake, who had really helped our Murong family a lot, Lao Tzu would have to get them all out today......

Hearing Murong Jianyu's complaint, the rickety old man standing behind him said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I heard that it seems that I was aggrieved by Tang Zhulu, so I started to lose my temper when I came back in the morning." ”

"Humiliated?"

After listening to the old man's words, Murong Jianyu was also stunned, and said with a stunned face: "Isn't Tang Zhulu already a prisoner of our 'Dark World'? A prisoner can still make him angry? Isn't Augustine's dog calf usually very capable? It's really a shame to let a prisoner be angry like this......"

And at the moment.

Augustine, who had almost smashed all the vases, kettles, and teacups in the room, seemed to be still angry, and scolded while smashing: "Damn, Tang Zhulu, you little bastard has a kind, Lao Tzu wants to see if your mouth is as hard as your bones, and it fell into the hands of Young Master Ben, lock you up for a month, and then slowly clean you up when Lao Tzu comes up with a way......"

"So angry?"

As soon as Zi Chen came back, he saw Augustine's goods, raised the chair in his hand and smashed it, and the whole person was also stunned, and Augustine saw Zi Chen appear outside his room, so he let go of the chair in his hand and said viciously: "Damn, I didn't expect Tang Zhulu's miscellaneous mouth to be not ordinarily hard, I spent a night of hard work, at least tried dozens of torture methods, but I couldn't pry his mouth open, and I was fucking sneered at all night, I was angry at the mention of this......"

After listening to Augustine's words, Zi Chen, who was standing at the door of the room, couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Interrogating prisoners is not a hard work, but a profound technical work, do you want me to help you interrogate?"

"Can you get him to speak?"

Augustine glanced at Zi Chen with a suspicious face, after all, he had interrogated him for a night last night, and the means he should have used were basically exhausted, and he still couldn't make Tang Zhulu spit out a word, thinking that he had no way to pry Tang Zhulu's mouth open for the time being, he simply let Zi Chen interrogate him, anyway, it's a big deal that a dead horse is a live horse doctor, and it's a good thing to be tried, and there is nothing to lose if he can't be tried.

Gritted his teeth and nodded, "Okay, let's talk as we go!"

“......”

Walking out of Murong Jianyu's Seven Kings' Mansion, Augustine said with red eyes: "More than ten years ago, when I was only nine years old, once my parents took me to meet the Holy King of our blood clan, and encountered an ambush halfway, and my parents died in the hands of those black-clothed masters in order to protect me.

All along, my grandfather suspected that that incident had something to do with the Tang family, but there was no evidence, this time, I had to pry open the mouth of Tang Zhulu's bastard no matter what.

There is also the theft of the wordless book enshrined in the 'temple', I also suspect that the Tang family is a ghost, if this is the case, I will have a way to uproot the entire Tang family, and when the time comes, it will ......."

"Wordless Heavenly Book?"

When he heard the words 'Wordless Heavenly Book', Zi Chen's eyes also lit up, he himself had also practiced the exercises on the Wordless Heavenly Book, so he naturally knew how terrifying these Wordless Heavenly Books were?

Moreover, when he was in the treasure house of the Murong family, he learned something about the wordless heavenly book from the mouth of the old gourd, if he could gather eight wordless heavenly books, when the time came, even if he single-handedly killed the mountain gate of the 'Daomen' and swept the entire Daomen and Buddhism, it would not be a difficult thing......

Prison.

Zichen and Augustine walked into the prison one after the other.

In addition to the important figure of Tang Zhulu, there are also many people imprisoned in the prison of the 'Dark World', including the remnants of the Sword Sect and the 'Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom', as well as the people brought by Tang Zhulu, and some of the people from the 'Dark World' themselves. ”

"Yes!"

Zi Chen nodded and said, "Take me to the cell where Tang Zhulu is being held." ”

"Yes, Deputy Hall Master. After the commander of the guards finished speaking, he turned around and took Zi Chen and Augustine to the cell where Tang Zhulu was held.

The clothes on his body were so tattered that he was not in shape, and his body was covered with wounds, and the mental state of the whole person was also depressed to the extreme, and when he saw Zi Chen and Augustine walking in, Tang Zhulu, whose hands were tied up, grinned and said, "Here you go again?"

"Hmph, Tang Zhulu, I want to see how hard you can be. Augustine, who was following behind Zi Chen, glared at Tang Zhulu with an iron face.

"If you have a kind, you will kill the master. ”

Tang Zhulu smiled tiredly, and said: "However, the master still kindly reminds the two of you, kill the master, not only will the two of you die at that time, but the entire 'blood clan' and this 'dark world' will be uprooted by my grandfather, there are so many people to bury the master, how to count it is also the master I earned, so, I advise the two of you not to waste your efforts, either kill me, or let me go, the master will not tell you a word." ”

A sharp-eyed guard of the heavenly prison saw Zi Chen standing in the cell, his eyes rolled, and he hurriedly brought a chair over, and said with a flattering smile: "Deputy hall master, you sit and judge!"

Zi Chen nodded, looked at the young man in his early twenties in front of him, and asked with a smile, "What's your name?"

"If you go back to the deputy hall master, I will be called Wang Dong, because my family lives in the east, so my father gave me a name of Wang Dong, which is easy to remember. ”

Wang Dong, who came over with a chair, looked at Zi Chen with a simple face and smiled. After listening to Wang Dong's words, Zichen nodded quietly and said, "Okay, you go down first!"

Wang Dong, who knew how to stop in moderation, did not pester Zi Chen, but bowed down and retreated, and being able to be asked by Zi Chen, a legendary figure, was already a great harvest for him......

Seeing Wang Dong withdraw from the cell, the jailers and guards around him all looked at Wang Dong with envy and remorse on their faces, and said nonsense: "Xiao Dongzi, you are a little too damn capable, aren't you! Send a stool in so that the deputy hall master will remember your name? I tell you, you kid will be developed in the future, but you must not forget my brother!"

"Xiao Dongzi, you said that the deputy hall master has remembered your name, you kid should not stay with us anytime soon!"

“......”

Hearing the whispers of these jailers beside him, Wang Dong, who had a simple smile on his face, spared his head in embarrassment, and said: "The deputy hall master just casually asked my name, maybe he forgot about it as soon as he turned around, and besides, our 'Dark City' is now an eventful time, and no one knows when those monsters of the 'Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom' will come in, or stay in this prison safely!"

"Fart. ”

After listening to Wang Dong's words, the commander of the heavenly prison on the side rolled his eyes angrily and said: "A master like the deputy hall master basically has the ability to never forget, damn, today's great credit was robbed by your kid, I sue you, if you dare to be ungrateful in the future, even if there is a deputy hall master covering you, Lao Tzu will peel your skin......"

After listening to the words of the commander of the prison, Wang Dong's little chicken nodded violently and said: "Uncle Ye, don't worry! Even if my little Dongzi forgets anyone, I can't forget you! If it weren't for you, my little Dongzi wouldn't know where to live now? Your Uncle Ye is the reborn parent of my little Dongzi, in the future, if my little Dongzi can fly to the sky, I will definitely take Uncle Ye and the brothers to fly together, isn't there an old saying that a person who has the Tao chicken and dog ascends to heaven?"

"Wow! You're a fucking chicken dog. After listening to Wang Dong's words, the Heavenly Prison Commander kicked his ass angrily and said.

Inside the prison.

Zi Chen, who was sitting on the chair, looked at Tang Zhulu who was hanging up with great interest, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I heard Augustine say that he chatted with you last night all night, and you didn't have a good chat......?"

Without waiting for Zi Chen to finish speaking, Tang Zhulu sneered and said: "Boy, if you have any ability, you can use it!" If I frown, I, Tang Zhulu, am the grandson you raised, and the master still says the same thing, if there is a kind of you who will kill me, when the time comes, there are so many of you to be buried together, and the master is enough......

"Really?"

After listening to Tang Zhulu's words, Zi Chen, who was originally sitting on the chair.

Suddenly stood up, lifted the chair behind him, and smashed it at Tang Zhulu, making a dull sound of 'bang', and then saw that the entire chair was smashed into slag and scattered all over the ground.

You must know that this chair is not an ordinary wood, but made of iron trees, not to mention the flesh, even if it is an ordinary low-grade immortal weapon, I am afraid it will be difficult to destroy these chairs made of iron trees.

And now, he was smashed hard by Zi Chen, and he was smashed into pieces.

It is conceivable that Zi Chen's power has reached a terrifying level.

And Tang Zhulu, who was sturdy and hit Zi Chen's chair, was naturally uncomfortable, the bones in his arms and chest were almost broken, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly.

made his originally miserable face become rosy for a while, allowing the blood in his mouth to drip onto the placket of his clothes.

Tang Zhulu, who had endured it for a long time before recovering his breath, smiled maniacally and said: "What? You want to force me to ask me about this little method? I advise you to save some effort! You can ask the person behind you, the methods he used last night were more than a hundred times better than the methods you used, do you think these methods of yours are useful to me?"

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