This absolutely tragic figure was finally impressed in front of Jiangbei.

Jiangbei is very happy.

To be honest, he doesn't like bullying such a tragic character... Forget it, he doesn't believe it himself.

"Little Youming, let's have a good talk now. I'll ask, you'll answer, okay?" Jiang Bei also sat down, held his little slut and put it in his hand.

It seems that if what you said makes me dissatisfied, I will definitely hit you with a little slut.

This thing I am much more direct than my brother's big iron ball.

"Okay, okay!" Youming nodded quickly.

In his opinion, although it is not much different from Jiangnan when it falls into Jiangbei's hands, at least Jiangbei can still be reasonable.

It wouldn't be like Jiangnan, who would use a big iron ball to smash people with a disagreement.

"Okay, let's talk first, you are the boss of the Netherworld Lineage of the Wanmo Sect, right?"

"Yes." Youming nodded quickly and agreed, but he was still confused. Is his name not enough to explain the facts? Why do you still ask such strange questions?

"You should also know that your 'death news' has been spread to the Wanmo Sect, right?" Jiang Bei asked again.

Youming nodded.

With his IQ, he must have thought that he had experienced the Siren Alliance. The Jiang family could not give up like this, so he must have something to do from it.

But they didn't expect that they would expose their "death" directly.

Is this a way to cause a conflict between the Ten Thousand Demon Sect and the Siren Alliance? I'm afraid it won't be that simple...

"Well, since you are dead, what should you do with your tribe members?" Jiang Bei asked suddenly.

Youming felt like he was choking by something. How did he answer this question?

Is this kid caring about himself? It's impossible! Wait! Didn't he say he had already entered the Wanmo Sect? Is he trying to attack his tribe members?

Thinking of this, Youming's hair was standing upside down at that time, and his back seemed to be flowing cold wind, and he looked at Jiangbei incredible.

"How could I know what they would do... I have disappeared for twenty years anyway." Youming replied.

"Brother, he is not honest." Jiang Bei shook his head and sighed inwardly.

Suddenly! A white light flashed in front of me!

Then, the Netherworld fell backwards directly, accompanied by screams, and the white light stopped due to resistance from Netherworld's face. It was the old man's big iron ball.

Jiang Bei's mouth twitched, so it would not be so violent, and it would not be suitable for children.

"That... Master Youming, I'm sorry, my brother has a bit of a bad temper." Jiang Bei helped Youming up with panic and said apologetically.

"No, it's okay..." You Mingxian cried. What else could he do? Living under someone's roof... No, this should be called the feeling of being a prisoner. The Jiang family is so filthy and inhumane!

They are all beasts!

"You should be honest, Youming, otherwise I can't stop my brother from doing this, you know?" Jiang Bei rubbed his hands and lit a cigarette.

This face is sincere.

Youming: I really believe in you when I step on the horse!

"Well, Mr. Jiang, just ask if you have anything. I will answer honestly this time." Youming quickly agreed.

How long has it been since the Jiang family kidnapped from Donghai? It has been more than half a year since I was kidnapped, but I don’t know what to do!

He couldn't go out, and he was beaten, and he had no strength. He was bullied by a group of disciples every day. Jiang Wanguan had to come and bully him if he had nothing to do.

Then there are his two beast sons!

One of them actually gave birth to a demon spirit! And I don’t know how to control it, it’s so scary!

"Very good, it's the question just now. What will happen to your tribe members if you die?" Jiang Bei asked again.

"I don't know." Youming shook his head slowly, but when he saw Jiang Bei's eyes condensed, he quickly said again: "There has never been a venerable from any lineage in the past when the Wanmo Sect was killed!"

Jiang Bei thought about it for a moment, and he nodded slightly.

"Oh...well, your tribe is in a mess now." Jiang Bei explained.

Netherworld:???

Don't you know? You asked me what you did! Are you running around and playing with me while you have nothing to do!

Youming regretted it and felt that it would be better to fall into Jiangnan than to fall into Jiangnan. At least, it was just a beating and some physical pain. Although it was a bit humiliating, it was over with endurance.

But in Jiangbei's hands, he not only has to face a large iron ball that may suddenly come over at any time, but also has to bear this psychological pressure.

Is this something that people can do?

Jiang Wanguan, take a look! What are you doing with two things!

Forget it... Isn't this scolding the old demon lord's daughter together?

"Do you know, why they are messing around?" Jiang Beiya asked with a smile.

Youming looked at Jiang Bei's smile stupidly, a little puzzled. Does he know or not this time?

After swallowing, he was also thinking about why the people of the Netherworld clan became in chaos? Could it be the cause of his own death? Or what?

Thinking of this, he was about to say something, but he didn't know, but he bit his teeth tightly, and he couldn't say he didn't know.

I don’t know that this kid is irrelevant to human affairs again!

"It is very likely that someone wants to seize power!" Youming spoke quickly.

"Oh?" Now, it was Jiang Bei's turn to seize power. Why did this thing happen like a palace fight?

Suddenly I became interested.

"Tell me, why did they seize power? Even if you die, your tribe members will elect a new leader, right?" Jiang Bei asked.

"This... if it were normal for the time being, when the old generation of Venerables suddenly fell, the people below would spend a year re-electing a new Venerable in Netherworld as a replacement." Netherworld answered quickly.

"Then why are there chaos now?"

"Because... my successor Huangwu was also killed by you." Youming said this, with a little resentment.

Jiang Bei was stunned for a moment, then he remembered something and nodded slightly. It seemed that the chaos of the Netherworld clan really had a lot to do with him.

"Okay, since that's the case, tell me what the situation is now in the Netherworld clan. If you say it well, you will be rewarded."

award?

At that time, Youming's eyes were about to spit out fire.

Reward you for a scammer! Can you stop fooling others? Is it interesting? Do you believe this yourself?

The rage value from the Netherworld is 666

When Jiang Beiya sniffed, it was very good. I like people with tempers like you.

"Brother, he has a temper." Jiangbei waved to Jiangnan again.

"No! I have no temper! I really have no temper!" Youming quickly yelled at Jiangnan.
Chapter completed!