He knelt down and kowtowed, but he couldn't help but carefully look at the face of the person in front of him, almost thinking that what he saw was an illusion.
The High Priest of the Divine Realm, Wei Zixi, was the master of Xuanmu’s blood covenant.
Ever since Wei Zixi disappeared ten years ago, he had completely lost any news of this person. No matter how hard he looked, he could not find any trace of him.
Just when he was about to despair, the blood contract suddenly surged. The surge of the blood contract meant that his master had returned.
The returning master's appearance had not changed at all, but the aura he exuded made Xuan Mu feel even more shocked and horrified.
Wei Zixi looked down at him, with no intention of asking him to get up. He smiled very gently, as if he was chatting with a good friend. "When you gave me the spiritual wine, you said it was given to you by a friend to honor your boss. Was it Xiyue who said this?"
Xuan Mu was startled for a moment, and then he said after a while, "Yes."
He now knew that the masked boy next to Xi Yue was Wei Zixi.
At that time, he occasionally protected Xi Yue in secret, and when he saw the boy, he felt that he was not simple, and even had an inexplicable fear. But he never thought that Xi Weizhi was actually Wei Zixi.
The high priest of the divine realm actually followed Xi Yue like a servant, hiding his appearance, concealing his identity, and doing things he would never do before.
What on earth does the master want to do
Wei Zixi chuckled and said, "You are very good. I haven't even tasted much of the wine she brewed, but she is willing to let you give it to others."
These words were said lightly, even with a hint of joking.
But Xuan Mu inexplicably felt a chill rising from his back, making him want to shiver unconsciously.
He immediately lowered his head and said in a trembling voice, "Please punish me, Master."
Wei Zixi laughed, "I said you did a good job, why should I punish you? Or do you think you have done something wrong to me?"
Xuan Mu's body felt colder and colder, and the palms of his hands pressed on the ground were cold and sweaty.
Wei Zixi continued to speak slowly, "I remember you said that when you were in Miluo Continent, you once slept in the same room with someone and lived with her day and night. You, Xuanmu, have always been aloof and cold, but you regarded her as a close friend. This person is also Xiyue, right?"
Xuan Mu's voice was hoarse, but he still answered honestly: "Yes."
Wei Zixi squatted down and looked at him with a smile.
Although he has the appearance of a young man, his smile is like that of a teenager, seductive and charming, with a hint of childish mischief. "The woman who has been in your mind for so many years and whom you, Xuanmu, cannot forget, and who even signed a Shadow Envoy Contract with without my permission, must be very important to you, right? Are you attracted to Xiyue?"
Xuan Mu opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word, and his face was as pale as paper.
Wei Zixi laughed softly, reached out and patted his shoulder gently, and said slowly: "Whether you are moved or not, it's best to put away your thoughts from now on."
He spoke slowly, pausing after each word, as if he was taking an oath, or as if he was giving a leisurely warning, "Xiyue, you are mine. If I find out that you have feelings for her that you shouldn't have, Xuanmu, you know the consequences."
Xuan Mu's pupils suddenly contracted, and he could hardly believe his ears. (To be continued)