Arriving at the room where Mu Yuanjie was temporarily detained, Xiao Chen took out the silver needle.

"What...what are you going to do?"

Mu Yuanjie looked at Xiao Chen and his expression changed.

"What to do? Oh, of course it was torture to extract a confession."

Xiao Chen sneered and said deliberately.

"It was inconvenient to torture you in front of so many people just now, but now... no one cares about you anymore."

"No……"

Mu Yuanjie stepped back.

"Xiao Chen, I want to see the Dragon Lord..."

"Meet the Dragon Lord? Oh, do you think I would come over without the Dragon Lord's consent?"

Xiao Chen said with a playful smile.

"Don't resist, all you can do is cooperate."

"..."

Mu Yuanjie's heart sank. Did the Dragon Lord ask Xiao Chen to come?

"Tell me, what else haven't you said? Don't give me a toast or eat as a fine. It's still too late to say it now."

Xiao Chen shook the silver needle in his hand, releasing a trace of killing intent.

"I've already said everything I know, and I don't know anything else..."

Mu Yuanjie shook his head hurriedly.

"I don't believe it."

Xiao Chen said, forcing Mu Yuanjie to the wall.

"Really, I've already said it... Xiao Chen, you and my Xiaojin are fine. If you torture me to extract a confession, she will be angry if you let her know."

Mu Yuanjie said loudly.

"You also accepted the invitation of my ancestor, and you tortured me to extract a confession. How can you have the nerve to face him?"

"Stop doing this with me."

Xiao Chen was a little speechless, why did he bring up the little girl and the ancestor of the Mu family?

"No……"

Mu Yuanjie wanted to struggle, but his Dantian was blocked and he was seriously injured, so he couldn't.

Besides, even in his heyday, he was no match for Xiao Chen.

Whoosh!

The silver needles fell one after another, and Xiao Chen let go of Mu Yuanjie.

"Ah...ah?"

As soon as Mu Yuanjie shouted, he felt something was wrong. Why didn't he feel any pain?

And, you let him go?

Is this torture to extract a confession?

"You...what are you doing?"

Mu Yuanjie looked at the shining silver needle on his body, suppressed his fear, and asked hesitantly.

"The dragon master asked me to come over and treat you, saying that you can't die yet."

Xiao Chen curled his lips.

"Ah, what, does it hurt? Come on, eat this."

After he finished speaking, he threw away another porcelain bottle, turned around and walked out.

"Treat me? Then... where are the needles on my body?"

Mu Yuanjie subconsciously took the porcelain bottle, looked at Xiao Chen's back and shouted.

"After ten minutes, just pull it out yourself... Also, Xiaojin and I are just on good terms, not good, do you understand? The two are not the same thing, don't talk nonsense!"

Xiao Chen said coldly without looking back.

"..."

Mu Yuanjie watched Xiao Chen leave, looked at the porcelain bottle in his hand, then at the silver needle on his body, and sat on the ground helplessly.

Later, Xiao Chen came to the next door again and frightened Jia Xiangwu again, but did not get any useful information.

For Jia Xiangwu, he spent a lot of effort to reattach this guy's broken arm.

"No matter what Mr. Long does with you, I will reattach what I cut off for you..."

Xiao Chen said, throwing down a few more bottles of blue potion.

"Two bottles in half an hour, pour it on the broken arm to promote growth..."

"..."

Jia Xiangwu looked at Xiao Chen with a complicated expression.

He naturally hated having his arm cut off by Xiao Chen, but now... it was reattached to him?

"As for whether it's a fake product or it can still be used, it depends on your luck."

Xiao Chen dropped a word and walked out.

"Maybe before you recover, your head will move..."

"..."

Jia Xiangwu trembled in his heart. He wanted to scold his mother. Is this so threatening?

After Xiao Chen treated the two of them, he was just about to go back and take a rest when he heard the chaos outside.

"Third brother, your love is outside."

Zhao Laomo said to Xiao Chen.

"You didn't go to help?"

Xiao Chen was surprised.

"No, [Dragon King] has so many people, and they still need me?"

Zhao Laomo shook his head.

"Then what have you been doing?"

Xiao Chen was curious, but he never saw this guy.

"Hey, guess."

Zhao Laomo grinned.

"..."

Xiao Chen saw the rippling look on Zhao Laomo's face and didn't bother to guess.

"Sooner or later you will die on a woman's belly."

"Don't be so vulgar. You just went to have a drink and chat. It's broad daylight...how can you have something like that on your stomach?"

Zhao Laomo said.

"..."

Xiao Chen was too lazy to talk to Mr. Zhao and walked out.

When he came outside, he saw many people gathered around the Dragon Soul Palace, talking in small groups.

"Goddess!"

The little tight girl saw Xiao Chen and shouted loudly.

Following the shout of the little tight girl, many people looked over and cheered up when they saw Xiao Chen.

They really wanted to ask, but they held back because they were not familiar with Xiao Chen after all.

Previously, a group of innate elders came and left without saying anything.

Up to now, they are still a little confused. They only know that Wei Jiang ran away, but they don't know much about anything else.

"Why are you still here? Your ancestor didn't let you go home?"

Xiao Chen stepped forward and asked curiously.

"No, my ancestor just left with a heavy face..."

The tight girl shook her head.
To be continued...