With the same kindness and power, the Tmall woman looked up at Shen Lang, and for the first time she felt conquered from the bottom of her heart.

However, Shen Lang did not look at her, nor was he in a hurry to ask her any questions. His expression was extremely calm, as if in his eyes, whether it was the things he had done before or the arrogant temperament of the cat tribe's commander, it was just a trivial matter.

Then, he set his eyes on Taoist Cang Jie.

Taoist Cang Jie felt cold in his heart. Originally, he had planned to scold Shen Lang when he saw Shen Lang, but when he saw Lang Wusheng breaking his hands and feet, forcibly swallowing a lot of Zhenyuan, and when he saw that the cat tribe commander obeyed and surrendered, he did not dare to disobey at all, he no longer dared to scold Shen Lang. Instead, he knelt on the ground with a bang and begged for mercy: "You... no! It's Your Majesty! I wonder what Your Majesty is asking?"

Such a scene undoubtedly seemed a bit ridiculous in the eyes of the bystanders.

Because everyone knows that Shen Lang is an interrogator, and his purpose is nothing more than to try his best to find some secrets from these important prisoners.

According to common sense, prisoners should often remain silent and refuse to tell the secrets no matter what.

But now, Shen Lang didn't ask a word from beginning to end. The Tmall girl had already surrendered and said, "Your Majesty would answer whatever you ask." Taoist Cang Jie couldn't wait to ask Shen Lang directly, as if the secret had already been in his mouth.

But Shen Lang was still not in a hurry to ask questions, and his eyes suddenly moved away from Taoist Cang Jie. He was extremely casual and the chair was not far away. He seemed to feel uncomfortable standing. It was better to sit down first.

However, before he could take a step towards the chair, the Tmall woman who had been paying attention to Shen Lang's every move was extremely proactive in helping Shen Lang move the chair.

Even though she could not use her true energy, the Tmall woman's skills were still agile. She did not stand up during the whole process. Because Shen Lang did not explicitly allow her to stand up, she did not dare to get up. She climbed to the chair like a clever cat, and climbed over with the chair again.

However, humans are not cats after all, and even people from the cat tribe are not cats.

So the posture of kneeling and moving the chair was not so beautiful and elegant, but it seemed very lowly. The kneeling and crawling all the way made her blue skirt turn black and so humble, she really didn't have the demeanor of being the commander of the cat tribe, but she looked like a poor maid who was punished by her master.

But the Tmall girl did not show any pitiful and sad expressions, but instead felt a little happy as if she had seized the opportunity to show off.

Because His Majesty just said that she would be smarter, she felt that this approach should be considered smart. Even if it is not smart, at least it is considered to be somewhat eye-catching?

Shen Lang was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect that the Tmall woman had obeyed her to this extent, but he did not praise the Tmall woman and sat on the chair she moved in without hesitation.

The Tmall girl did not dare to take credit for the trivial matters, so she lowered her head and remained silent. She still knelt in front of his feet obediently.

Seeing this scene, Taoist Cang Jie's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and the shock and bitterness in his heart became even more serious.

How powerful are the commander of the Wolf Clan, Wolf Wusheng, and the commander of the Cat Clan, Tmall Girl, and how arrogant they are! Which of these two is not stronger than him?

Now Lang Wusheng is so miserable that he is even more obedient that the Tmall girl is almost obedient to Shen Lang. He is a mere Jindan cultivator, how can he fight with Shen Lang again?

"Oh! Don't be nervous, I just ask you a few questions. First of all, I want to know who else in Lingyun Sect besides you, the deputy hall master of Zhengqi Hall, has colluded with the Demon Sect." Shen Lang's tone was extremely casual. If it weren't for the interrogation room, I was afraid that others would think that Shen Lang was chatting with friends.

But Taoist Cang Jie suddenly felt a sudden tightening in his heart, and three words blurted out: "I don't know."

Just as he said these three words, Taoist Cang Jie suddenly felt a little regretful, because such statements can easily make people misunderstand that he was not cooperative enough. If he was not cooperative enough, Shen Lang would probably use some means to make him cooperate well.

Thinking of this, Cang Jie Taoist was afraid that Shen Lang would be dissatisfied, so he quickly added: "I really don't know! For big men, every chess piece has a necessary purpose. Big men only need to use the chess piece well, and there is no need to let the chess piece meet the chess piece. Therefore, even if some chess pieces are really buried in Lingyun Sect, the saint will not allow me to meet other chess pieces."

"Yes." Shen Lang nodded, quite satisfied with this answer. At least on this question, Taoist Cang Jie should not have lie.

Taoist Cang Jie breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had overcome some difficulties.

But Shen Lang asked again: "You said before that every chess piece has a necessary purpose, so what is your purpose?"

"This..." Taoist Cang Jie's expression kept changing, and hesitating.

"Hmph, it seems that you are really loyal to Leng Yanji." Shen Lang sneered.

Taoist Cang Jie was even more shocked, and the pressure he faced was getting greater and greater. Due to the terrible means of the Saint, Taoist Cang Jie did not dare to betray Leng Yanji easily. But this was not the most critical reason.

Because the situation within the ancient tribe of the wilderness has completely changed, the Queen of Heavenly Fox wakes up, and I am afraid that the Saint will not be able to make the world come here. This means that Shen Lang is the biggest here. Moreover, Shen Lang's various ruthless methods are no less than the Saint.

As the saying goes, a hero does not suffer a loss in front of him. He is not a hero at all, so it is even more impossible for him to suffer a loss in front of him.

But the key to the question is that the answer he wants to say is related to Shen Lang, or to be more precise, it is related to Shen Lang's past. And that answer is very likely to make Shen Lang angry.

"It seems that you are not going to say anything." Shen Lang suddenly stood up, and his violent movements set off a gust of fishy storm toward Taoist Cang Jie's face.

Taoist Cang Jie smelled the smell of the fishy storm and looked at Lang Wusheng, who had become a bloody man not far away. He knew that he was about to become a bloody man, so he shouted without hesitation: "I said! It's Xue Linglan! The real goal of the Saint Maiden is Xue Linglan!"

"Xue Linglan?" Hearing this familiar name, Shen Lang couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and he couldn't understand the true meaning of Taoist Cang Jie for a while.

Seeing that Shen Lang's Pu Dao did not fall, Taoist Cangjie couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Without waiting for Shen Lang to continue to ask, he told the whole story: "Xue Linglan has the bloodline of the Nine Heavens Goddess. The Saint is very interested in this bloodline and wants to conquer her for his own use. And as far as I know, Xue Linglan has taken the Demon Heart Pill."

"Demon Heart Pill?" Shen Lang frowned tightly. He was not unfamiliar with this pill, and even knew the terribleness of this pill!
Chapter completed!