Mao Xiaofang took two steps forward and stood still. He clasped his fists in salute and said aloud: "I am Mao Xiaofang, the 19th generation descendant of the Tiandao Sect in Maoshan. Three years ago, he accidentally entered the Demon Locking Tower and caused a murder. He was trapped here. He escaped by luck recently.

, I found that my disciple Afan was separated from me. If King Ming knows about my whereabouts, please let me know."

Perhaps the Prison Ming King was satisfied with Mao Xiaofang's courtesy and was finally willing to say: "He is dead."

The sound was like a loud bell, resounding throughout the hall, echoing endlessly.

Although Mao Xiaofang had expected it for a long time, when King Ming really confirmed the news of A Fan's death, Mao Xiaofang felt a sudden pain in his heart. He gritted his teeth and then asked: "Will King Ming please tell me where A Fan's body is now?"

"Everyone is dead, so what's the use of the bones? Leave quickly and don't bother me with my repairs anymore." King Ming said impatiently.

Mao Xiaofang looked lonely and remained silent.

In fact, Mao Xiaofang originally did not intend to place his hope on Prince Ming, so he cannot be said to be disappointed now, and the result will not get worse. Mao Xiaofang no longer insists. With his character, it is already very difficult to achieve this step.

Maybe I'll beg the King of Prison Ming again.

"Thank you so much, Prince Ming." Mao Xiaofang's attitude remained respectful. After saying this, he turned around and left.

"Comparing one's heart with one's heart is the Buddha's heart, Lord Ming Wang, do you think so?" Xiao Lang immediately stepped forward, pulling Mao Xiaofang, and said to Prince Ming, who suppressed the prison.

Prince Zhen Yu Ming didn't reply, he just closed his eyes and rested in peace.

"Mao Xiaofang was framed by thieves and fell into the Demon Locking Tower. Lord Ming, since his experience is so similar to yours, why not help him?" Xiao Lang continued.

God knows what Xiao Lang’s logic is, why we should help each other if we have similar experiences. But obviously, this is not the point. The point is that Xiao Lang wants to elicit the so-called similar experiences.

Mao Xiaofang and Yu Prajna looked confused, but Ren Gange somewhat understood.

"What are you talking about!"

After hearing what Xiao Lang said, Prince Zhen Yu Ming immediately asked.

"Lord Ming Wang, you must not forget that you were also plotted by villains in the past. Otherwise, you should have been promoted to the divine realm, ranked among the gods, and worshiped by all people. Unlike now, you have to stay forever.

In this Demon Locking Tower, if you never see the sky, you will only be with the demons all day long." Xiao Lang said with a smile.

"What do you know!" Prince Zhen Yu Ming's tone changed for the first time, and he finally opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Lang

Sure enough, this prison-suppressing king is "Weimin" after all. He obviously doesn't want others to know about his past experiences. At the very least, he doesn't want others to know too much.

As for Mao Xiaofang's request, he had long forgotten it.

If that's all Xiao Lang knew, it wouldn't matter. After all, Prince Ming, who suppressed the prison, also played a tragic role in the story. But obviously, Xiao Lang knew more about the background story than just these, and even more than Prince Ming himself.

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Xiao Lang took another step forward and said to King Zhen Yu Ming: "I also know that the villain who framed you is named Lei Yuange. I also know that you were not framed by anyone."

"What is that?" Yu Prajna interrupted at the right time, and it seemed that her heart of gossip was burning again.

"It's retribution, retribution for the time he framed others!" Xiao Lang said coldly.

"He is a god, why would he frame others?" Yu Banruo said this. Now she is like a compliment in a cross talk. Although she doesn't speak much, she is extremely important and is the key person to open up the topic.

Xiao Lang originally thought that this role would be played by Ren Gange, who was also familiar with the plot. Unexpectedly, Yu Banruo did an excellent job.

"Humph, what kind of bullshit god is he? He can only be regarded as a jailer at most," Xiao Lang sneered, "Have you ever seen any god who can't even get out of his own house?"

At this moment, it was obvious that he wanted to show off his face, and naturally the respect in everyone's words no longer seemed to be the same as before.

"Then how did he become the King of Prison Suppression?" Yu Prajna asked again.

"This guy wanted to open up the Five Spirits of Shu Mountain to claim credit from the God Realm in the hope of being conferred as a god, but he didn't expect to be plotted by Lei Yuange at the critical moment, and was eventually made the Prison Suppressing King by the God Realm. It is indeed a priesthood, but

From now on, I can only stay in this dark and dark Demon Locking Tower, it is better to be a mortal and be free and easy." Xiao Lang said clearly every word.

"But I still haven't heard where he framed others." Yu Banruo continued to ask.

"Cold..."

As soon as Xiao Lang said two words, he was immediately interrupted by Prince Ming of Zhenyu. At this moment, Lord Ming finally stood up and faced Xiao Lang. The once "kind" face had disappeared, replaced by the one for Xiao Lang.

The ferociousness that both of them are familiar with.

"Who are you?" King Zhenyu Ming asked sternly.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is him." Xiao Lang said, pointing at Ren Gange.

Ren Gange suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"His name is Ren Gange, and he is good at using thunder-type Taoism. What do you think is the relationship between him and Lei Yuange?" Xiao Lang said as if you can figure it out yourself and I won't tell you directly.

Ren Gange held his forehead with one hand and thought to himself that I was shot even while lying down. What can I have to do with a ghost soldier?

But Ren Gange's movements changed in the eyes of Zhenyu Mingwang. His face turned cold, he pretended to be enlightened, and said in a cold voice: "The word 'Ge' is the same, 'Qian' and 'Yuan' are similar, and they use the same thunder element.

Daofa also represents his original surname. Lei Yuange, it turns out that you are the reincarnation of Lei Yuange!"

Ren Gange's face was dull, as if he had been beaten to pieces, and he said to himself that your old man's IQ is really high, even he can deduce this.

Apparently Prince Zhen Yu Ming was quite sure of his conclusion. Without saying a word, he took out a vajra demon-subduing pestle and slammed it down on Ren Gange.

"Lei Yuange, go to hell!"

At this moment, the prison-suppressing King Ming's face was full of ferociousness, but there was no trace of his immortal spirit. Even his angry eyes were compassionate.

Ren Gange rolled over and dodged, knowing that he couldn't explain to this guy with an IQ of 5 that he was not Lei Yuange at this time, so he immediately fired back with [Palm Thunder].

But it only caused more than 30 points of damage to King Zhenyu Ming.

"Humph, you are indeed the reincarnation of Lei Yuange!"

The 30 points of damage did not even scratch King Ming's skin, but in King Ming's view, this was tantamount to confirming Ren Gange's identity, and the swing of the magic pestle became even more terrifying.

This vajra demon-subduing pestle is actually as tall as a person, and was easily held by King Ming in his hand. The handle of the vajra demon-subduing pestle is carved with a double-sided Buddha statue. On one side, a Bodhisattva lowers his eyebrows, on the other side a Vajra glares, and on the other end is a three-sided pointed weapon, filled with murderous intent.

, it doesn’t look like a Buddhist ritual weapon at all.

Considering the identity of this Ming King, it is not very scientific for him to have Buddhist instruments.

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Chapter completed!