Seeing the old man with horse-faced wake up, Zhang Yuan immediately smiled slightly, grabbed a towel and walked over.

"Who are you? What are you going to do?"

When the old man with horse-faced face saw Zhang Yuan, his face immediately changed.

He felt a deep sense of horror.

Did this young man pretend to be a landlord yesterday and suddenly attacked him and captured him?

How is this possible?

How old is this young man!

Even if you practice in the womb, you can't take him down with one move.

"Boy, where is your master? What do you want to do to me?"

The old man with horse face shouted.

It should be thought that it was Zhang Yuan’s master who captured him.

Seeing that Zhang Yuan did not answer, he hurriedly wanted to bite the poisonous capsule in his teeth and prepare to commit suicide.

But this bite is just empty.

The mouth is empty and nothing.

His face changed.

The poison sac in the mouth was taken off?

Zhang Yuan smiled slightly and said nothing, he finally walked to the old man with horse face. The towel in his hand was lumped into the old man's mouth.

Since capturing the old man last night, he immediately destroyed the other party's dantian, then opened his mouth and searched for a long time before he took off the poison pouch.

“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

The old man was blocked, his eyes were frightened and angry, and he made a series of blurry sounds.

Bang!

Suddenly, a crisp sound came, making him almost stunned.

Zhang Yuan slapped him in the face directly.

Then!

Slut a sex!

He opened his bows left and right and began to slap, and the old man's cheeks were bloated and bloody, and he kept making vague screams.

After more than half an hour, Zhang Yuan's hands were numb.

The old man's horse face was beaten into a pig's head and swollen into a ball, and his mouth kept making a vague sound of begging for mercy.

But that's not the end.

After Zhang Yuan slapped the face, he turned around and grabbed a table leg, and then broke it with a click. His feet were as thick as his wrists, making it made by authentic old elm.

Seeing the table leg in Zhang Yuan's hand, the old man's eyes suddenly showed a deep sense of fear.

His dantian was hit hard, and his internal energy could not be raised at all. If this leg on the table was beaten, it would definitely beat him half to death.

He hurriedly looked at Zhang Yuan, shook his head desperately, and shouted desperately.

What the hell are you going to do? You are talking!

Is there anything like this if I don’t hum and beat you up?

Even if you want to hit someone, you need a reason!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Soon, the thick legs of the table fell on him, and a muffled sound came, which made him roll his eyes and scream, and he was in a state of pain. He could even hear the sound of his ribs breaking.

He was completely afraid of Zhang Yuan!

Where is this the fucking pervert?

This is pure joy of torture and beating people!

After hitting hundreds more times, Zhang Yuan finally stopped, smiled and took off the towel from his mouth.

"What do you want to know? You ask!"

The old man shouted in a hurry.

He felt extremely sad and beaten without saying a word, but beat him directly. Is there such a thing? Is there such a thing? You ask!

Zhang Yuan smiled slightly and said, "Please forgive me for offending. Actually, I don't want to do this, but if I don't hit you, you may not say it."

Puff, damn it.

The old man almost vomited blood and was extremely frustrated.

If you don’t ask, how do you know that I won’t say it?

He cursed in his heart.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Yuan asked.

The old man's face changed instantly, and he spoke, "The Demon Cult of Demon Cult."

Zhang Yuan smiled slightly, rolled the towel in his hand again, and stuffed it into the old man's mouth.

"No, I said ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The legs of the table were rotating, and another beating.

The old man was beaten so hard that his eyes rolled straight, and he almost broke down.

Zhang Yuan lost a stream of Jiuyang true energy for him, and he suddenly woke up again, his eyes full of horror.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Yuan smiled and took off the towel from his mouth.

"I said, I said, I am Qian Yao Mansion, from Qian Yao Mansion."

The old man said in a hurry and frightened manner.

Ummm```

His mouth was blocked by Zhang Yuan again.

Next, there was another thumping blow, and the ribs broke one after another.

After the fight, a stream of Jiuyang true energy was input again, which made the old man wake up again.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Yuan took off the towel from his mouth and said with a smile.

"Qian Yao Mansion, don't beat him anymore. It's Qian Yao Mansion. I guaranteed my life that I won't lie to you."

The old man shouted in horror.

Ummm```

Talked again.

Damn it!

He cursed viciously in his heart.

Bang bang bang bang!

After beating again, Zhang Yuan asked again.

This time it's finally confirmed.

It is indeed the Thousand Demons Palace!

Zhang Yuan is not allowed to ask clearly, and if he doesn't come to him a few more times, who knows if this old man will lie?

"You sent that landlord?"

Zhang Yuan asked again.

"Yes, I sent it out."

"How do you control it?"

Zhang Yuan asked curiously.

"This is the secret method of our Thousand Demon Mansion. I don't know the specific method. It is the method used by the Venerable, which made the Land Lord an evil spirit, and then gave us the control method."

The old man said in a hurry.

"Venice? Who is it? Is he in Chunshen City too?"

Zhang Yuan asked.

"I have never seen his true face. Every time he appears, he likes to wear a mask. He has left Chunshen City a few days ago and went to other places."

"Oh, you are all the murders that happened in Chunshen City like this?"

Zhang Yuan asked.

“Yes, it’s us.”

The old man said hurriedly.

"Why do you have other accomplices?"

Zhang Yuan asked.

"There are three more accomplices, but we are all in secret contact. We are so many of them to disrupt the layout of the Demon Cult."

"Disturbating the layout of the Demon Cult? Are there people from the Demon Cult here?"

Zhang Yuan asked.

"Yes, Chunshen City is a stronghold of the Demon Cult, and there is an elder of the Demon Cult located here."

The old man said in a hurry.

"Who is it?"

Zhang Yuan asked.

"I don't know, we didn't find it out either. It was because we didn't find out that we released evil spirits and deliberately caused trouble to attract him."

“What is the purpose?”

Zhang Yuan asked.

“Purpose ````Purpose is ````"

The old man's eyes immediately changed.

Zhang Yuan smiled slightly, put the towel into his mouth again.

"No, I said ```"

Whoosh!

A cold light flashed through the window paper and suddenly fell on his forehead.

puff!

His body paused, his eyes widened, and he did not move. A small blood hole appeared on his forehead, which was shot through by a silver needle, and wisps of blood were overflowing.

Zhang Yuan's face changed and he suddenly looked at the window.

court death!

Bang!

His body shattered the window and rushed out directly. Outside the window was a street, and his body fell directly on the street.

There were crowds of people, and there were knights everywhere in the world.

There is no trace of it!

His face suddenly became unstable.
Chapter completed!