"First question." Jiang Fan stared at him: "There is a female doll named Xiao Nuomi. Where is it?"
Yu Chengcheng looked stunned: "Xiao Nuomi? I don't know..."
"Crack!"
Another bone was crushed, and Yu Chengcheng almost fainted, howling again and again.
"I really don't know, I've never heard of it..."
Jiang Fan frowned slightly, took out a portrait from his arms and unfolded it: "Look clearly, it looks like this, haven't you seen it before?"
Yu Chengcheng endured the severe pain and stared at the portrait for a long time: "No, really not..."
Seeing Jiang Fan's expression turned cold again, he hurriedly shouted: "No, you didn't even know if you killed me."
Jiang Fan's expression paused slightly. He didn't look like he was pretending. Could it be that Poppy was so careful in doing things that she didn't even tell her only and closest brother?
Putting away the portrait, Jiang Fan didn't hesitate at all. He reached out and pinched one of his ribs again, causing Yu Chengcheng's howl to change its tone.
However, after three consecutive blows, Yu Chengcheng fainted twice and did not change his words.
Jiang Fan woke him up: "Remember, it's my business whether you believe what you say. I don't have any other skills. I am very good at judging whether others are lying. You can decide for yourself. The second question - What is Yu Qingcheng’s purpose in bringing me here?”
Yu Chengcheng was still dumbfounded. It was another question that he couldn't answer at all. The price he paid was naturally three bones.
Yu Chengcheng was going crazy. He clearly didn't lie, but this kid was still vicious, as if he wasn't asking questions at all, but just to torture people.
"The third question, your last chance, take advantage of it..."
In Yu Chengcheng's eyes, Jiang Fan was like a devil.
"Who did Yu Qingcheng cooperate with this time?"
Yu Chengcheng's expression became brighter this time, and he roared: "I know, I know, there is the Zheng family, there is the Heavenly Demon Palace, there is the Demon Slaying Alliance..."
He was afraid that Jiang Fan would be cruel again and make everyone bald.
Jiang Fan said expressionlessly: "Be specific."
Yu Chengcheng said: "The Zheng family is sent by Zheng Lin. The leader is Uncle Zheng Lin. There are a total of twenty-six masters. The Demon-Slaying Alliance has recently been reorganized since the southern branch was destroyed. I am the helmsman." I don’t know him either, but an abandoned disciple of my Qianji Sect is there. He is also the leader of this team, named Tang Baishu. He has brought more than fifty masters. There is also the Heavenly Demon Palace. My sister only has contact with the Golden Law Enforcement of the Heavenly Demon Palace. He brought twelve masters, and the rest are the people from Qianjimen.”
Jiang Fan was noncommittal: "What is the relationship between Zheng Lin and the Heavenly Demon Palace?"
Yu Chengcheng swallowed the blood in his mouth with difficulty: "I don't know the details, only Sister A knows. But they should be cooperating. Sister A doesn't seem to be happy with their relationship..."
Jiang Fan's expression moved unnoticeably: "What does Yu Qingcheng think of the Demon-Slaying Alliance?"
Yu Chengcheng shook his head laboriously: "Sister A is very thoughtful. I can't guess her thoughts. But she once said that there shouldn't be too many uncontrolled gangs in Chu State..."
A bright light flashed through Jiang Fan's mind, as if he had captured something.
But he didn't show it at all, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised: "...It seems that your sister really doesn't think highly of idiots like you. Also, you, a waste with nothing but inexplicable arrogance, would be replaced by No one can see it."
Yu Chengcheng seemed to be greatly humiliated, with resentment in his eyes, but he didn't dare to make any excuses.
"Forget it, a waste like you really can't ask anything."
Jiang Fan clapped his hands and walked out. However, when he turned around and walked out, a bad old man walked in.
Yu Chengcheng's eyes suddenly showed a look of extreme horror.
He knew this old man, and he was also the person he feared the most in his life - that old poison!
As the two passed each other, Jiang Fan paused slightly and said, "There are still seventy-two bones. Our family cannot owe any debt."
Yu Chengcheng suddenly let out a fierce roar: "Jiang Fan, you don't keep your words. You said you would let me go."
Jiang Fan turned to look at him and showed a cold smile: "I let you go, but...he didn't."
Yu Chengcheng's vision suddenly went dark, and his heart was shattered.
"Old guy, don't kill me. I promised my apprentice that he will avenge this in person."
Sun Daotong nodded slightly and fixed his gaze on Yu Chengcheng. In an instant, the latter was stunned.
The night in Corpse Valley was spent in the midst of continuous miserable howls. It makes the already eerie burial place even more like a ghost.
"Don't kill yourself." The fisherman was drinking with Jiang Fan. Hearing the howl that didn't sound like a human voice, he shook his head and said.
Jiang Fan seemed a little worried and was stunned for a moment before replying.
"You can't die. The old guy is very measured. He doesn't want anyone to die. Even if the King of Hell comes, he has to wait first."
The fisherman sighed, naturally he had no doubts about Sun Daotong's methods. But it was also the first time that he discovered that this benevolent holy hand praised by the world actually had such a vicious side.
This old poison king, a little monster, is never like this, but once he becomes ruthless, he is indeed terrifying and moving.
"This Yu Chengcheng is to blame, but..." The fisherman was a little confused: "He seems to know you?"
Jiang Fan nodded: "It was very early, eleven years ago, but we didn't have many interactions. He remembers the old guy more."
The fisherman said: "I'm afraid it's not just him, you also have old grudges with Yu Qingcheng and Xiang Chen."
Jiang Fan was a little surprised, but he did not deny the matter: "Have you always seen it? Yes, we have a long-standing feud."
"Is it related to the person you are looking for?"
Jiang Fan thought for a while: "It didn't matter at first, but later Xiao Nuomi was probably implicated by us."
The fisherman was a little curious: "Who is this little Nuomi that makes you and your grandson so interested in him?"
Jiang Fan was silent for a moment, with nostalgia in his eyes: "Family, real family."
"Oh? What happened to a family member who was implicated? Would you like to tell me about it?"
Jiang Fan fiddled with the bonfire and thought for a moment: "You are not a curious person."
The fisherman smiled slightly: "Quan is the food and drink."
Jiang Fan looked at the pitiful two pots of wine and a handful of roasted bee pupae: "It's true that there are less food and drinks, so let's talk about it. Anyway, I've been hiding it in my heart for a long time, and I'm so depressed. Speaking of which..."
He was slightly in a trance: "This matter has something to do with my body."
"Your body?" The fisherman looked at him: "Your body and bones are very special..."
Jiang Fan nodded: "I am an orphan with amnesia. I was picked up by Mr. Sun when I was six years old. At that time, my body and bones were in extremely poor condition, and I was almost on the verge of death..."
Jiang Fan said, his eyes became distant.
That year, he came into this chaotic world full of unknowns and turned into a child. He was extremely scared and at a loss. However, that's not all. This body has suffered severe injuries and is extremely weak...
