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"You, Jiang Minghao, you have to die..."

The King of Wheels had a ferocious face, staring at Jiang Minghao with angry eyes, gritting his teeth.

"hehe."

Jiang Minghao didn't care. He picked up the teacup and took a sip. He squinted at the Wheel King and raised the corners of his mouth before putting down the teacup. He chuckled and said, "How much do you know about my grandfather?"

The Chakravartin King looked startled, gritted his teeth and said, "You have already searched my consciousness and memory, why bother asking me again? You can kill or behead me as you please."

"Oh, it seems you really want to die."

Jiang Minghao crossed his legs, looked at him and sneered: "The bones are quite hard, but I would like to see how hard your bones are."

"You, what are you going to do..."

Seeing Jiang Minghao pull out a silver needle from the corner of his clothes. This was his habit of putting silver needles in the corner of his clothes. This made the King of Wheels panic. Although he was not afraid of death, he was afraid of a fate worse than death.

"Of course I'll give you an injection."

Jiang Minghao had a sinister smile on his face. Now that Chakravartin King Dantian had been destroyed by him, and his spirit was greatly damaged in the pagoda, he didn't even have a chance to resist. Jiang Minghao stabbed a silver needle directly into an acupuncture point on his neck.

superior.

"ah…"

After a while, Chakravartin screamed, his eyes widened, and his face was ferocious. He felt like ten thousand ants crawling in his blood vessels. It was extremely itchy, but Jiang Minghao was very perverted and clicked again.

Chakravartin's physical mobility.

Therefore, he could only endure the indescribable abnormal feeling of itching in his body, and let out a shrill scream, his whole body was shaking violently. He really wanted to scratch his body to relieve the itching, but he couldn't move, and he roared miserably: "Jiang Minghao,

You don't have a good death, I will kill you and your whole family..."

"Brother, what's wrong?"

At this time Shangguan Wanling rushed in. She had just been eating in the kitchen when she heard ghostly noises in the room. She was afraid that something would happen to Jiang Minghao, so she ran in without having time to put down a piece of braised beef.

"It's okay, I'm interrogating the prisoner."

Jiang Minghao pointed at Chakravartin, who was shaking violently on the ground but screaming in pain. The itchy feeling that couldn't be scratched was something no one could experience that kind of cruel pain.

"Prisoner? What is a prisoner?" Shangguan Wanling asked Jiang Minghao cutely while holding a piece of beef and tilting her head.

"Prisoners are people who have made mistakes, so you are not allowed to make mistakes." Jiang Minghao ignored the wheel-turning king who was howling in pain on the ground, and nodded at Xiao Ling'er's fair forehead and said with a smile.

"Hey, little Ling'er is the best-behaved and won't make mistakes, but little Ling'er remembers that she did something wrong once before." Shangguan Wanling smiled playfully and frowned again, as if she remembered something.

"Oh, what did you remember?" Jiang Minghao's eyes lit up. After all, this girl has lost her memory.

"Ah, I remembered it."

Immediately, little Ling'er's big eyes widened and she said cutely to Jiang Minghao: "Little Ling'er remembered that she once pulled out a dragon's beard."

"dragon?"

Jiang Minghao was stunned by these words, and Xiao Ling'er nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, I remember I pulled it out from the sea. Then many dragons chased me, but then they were all eaten by Xiao Ling'er.

.”

"...Little ancestor, please stop teasing me, there are no dragons anymore."

Jiang Minghao rolled his eyes when he heard that Shangguan Wanling also talked about eating dragon meat. Of course he didn't believe her.

Shangguan Wanling finished eating the meat on her hand and immediately shouted: "Brother, there is no more meat."

"Okay, I'll make another pot of stew for you."

Jiang Minghao doted on little Ling'er's little head, looked at the Wheel King who was still screaming in pain on the ground, and said with a smile: "You are so hard-boned, so just scream for a little longer, little Ling'er, let's go..."

"Ah, no, Jiang Minghao, I...I said..."

King Chakravartin screamed wildly, but could not move all over and could only tremble violently. He felt that tens of thousands of ants were crawling around in his heart, which made him extremely uncomfortable. For a while, his bones were chewed to pieces by the ants, and he was trembling.

Said: "You, you explain to me, I will say..."

"The bones are no longer strong."

Jiang Minghao looked back at him and said with a smile: "I'll untie it for you later. I'll go make braised beef for Xiao Ling'er first..."

"Ah, no, please kill me, it's so itchy..."

King Chakravartin was left screaming in the room. Even the servants of the surrounding city lord's palace heard it and hurriedly ran to report to the city lord. Sun Danwu came to check, and Jiang Minghao explained before sending them away.

When Jiang Minghao came back to the room, he found that Wheelrunner King had stopped moving, so he went up to untie his acupuncture points, took tea and poured it on his face. Wheelrunner King woke up in a daze, but his whole body was covered by Jiang Minghao's face.

Minghao was tortured to death, Jiang Minghao smiled sinisterly: "Are you more honest this time?"

"Well…"

The Wheel King glared at him with hatred, Jiang Minghao pulled out the silver needle without saying a word, making his face full of panic and fear, and said directly: "I said, I will say anything..."

"It should have been so much better."

Jiang Minghao rolled his eyes at him, then sat on the chair and said, "Tell me, how much do you know about my grandfather?"

King Chakravartin struggled to sit up and took a breath before saying, "I really don't know much about your grandfather. I only know that he is from our Huntian Clan, and I don't know anything else."

Jiang Minghao narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the Chakravartin King. He had forcefully opened his consciousness memory search before and found out that he had not spoken.

"Unless you go to King Qin Guang, he will definitely know about your grandfather." The Wheel King raised his head and said directly to Jiang Minghao.

King Qin Guang is the King of Hell who is in charge of the Huntianmen Earth Palace. His strength has reached an unfathomable level. Even the King of Wheels rarely sees him.

Therefore, even if he told Jiang Minghao, there was nothing he could do to win over King Qin Guang.

"You are quite clever."

How could Jiang Minghao not know his little thoughts, and said: "But I am quite curious about the Heavenly Palace of your Huntianmen, and you don't seem to know anything, and you have never even been to the Heavenly Palace.

Could it be that your heavenly palace is really in heaven?"

"Jiang Minghao, I advise you to give up these thoughts."

The Wheel King looked at Jiang Minghao and mentioned the Huntianmen Temple, which made him proudly snort: "Our Huntianmen Temple is not something you can touch."

"According to what you said, I am even more curious about your heavenly palace."

Jiang Minghao squinted his eyes. Just from the Huntianmen's ambition to rule the entire demon world, it can be seen that this Heavenly Temple must be a mysterious and powerful existence.

At least what the Wheel King said, Jiang Minghao is not yet qualified.

"Forget it, it's useless no matter how many questions you ask, let's deal with the current matter first."

Jiang Minghao no longer dwells on these issues. After all, the most important thing now is to deal with the northern wasteland and then return to the human world to reunite with women.

However, Jiang Minghao was a little curious, why didn't this Hun Tianmen kill him directly?

According to the female monarch's explanation and the search for the memory of the Chakravartin King, it stands to reason that this Hun Tianmen has a deep hatred for his ancestor Jiang Dabao, and it was they who caused the thousand-year-old war between the human race and the demon race.

But Jiang Minghao was very strange. He was a descendant of his ancestor, and the Hun Tianmen should be eager to kill him with a knife.

But now, Jiang Minghao has entered the demon world, and in the past few days, he has met the Huntianmen Riguan King. It seems that they have no intention of killing him!

Jiang Minghao also asked the King of Wheels, but even he didn't understand, because the order of the Wanguan King was not to kill Jiang Minghao, but only wanted to capture him and take him back for questioning.

In the end, Jiang Minghao really couldn't figure it out and didn't think much more. He took the Wheel King back to the Spiritual Pagoda again and started planning his trip to the Northern Wasteland this time...


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