"But I really didn't expect that you could escape from the [Little Curse God's Land], let Li Weiran work for you, and even have someone beside you who has such a deep grasp of [Curse Art]."
Muyan raised her eyebrows, and said lightly: "It was you who used the [Soul Purification Baptism] to plant the [Lovesickness Curse] in my body before!"
"Zhong Li" nodded without hesitation: "His Royal Highness is indeed smart, and it's no wonder that the Emperor of the Extreme Region is so deeply attached to him. But..."
He paused, narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "I'm still very curious, how did Her Royal Highness know that I was a fake Zhongli, and how did she know that I had taken Fenghua Quicksand?"
"You really are not Zhongli!! Who are you?!"
Min Wei let out a roar, and a fierce and fierce look flashed in his eyes.
But before he could move, he heard an old voice not far away.
"Minwei, you don't have to guess. Let me tell you who he is!"
All eyes were on the talking old man.
The old man had been standing behind Chu Moli, with the dog hugging his body, his head bowed, and there was no aura emanating from his body.
When you don't pay attention deliberately, you just feel like a servant with no sense of existence.
But when "Zhong Li" saw his face, his pupils shrank suddenly.
His face that had been calm since he was caught finally changed drastically, "How is this possible?! How...how could you appear here?! Aren't you already dead?!"
The old man smiled softly, and walked slowly towards "Zhongli", "Of course you want me to die, because only when I die can everything you take away from me truly belong to you. I'm right Is it? Wen Zhe!"
"Wen Zhe?"
Min Wei froze for a moment, he thought the name sounded familiar.
After thinking for a while, he suddenly widened his eyes, "Wen Zhe, isn't Zhongli the disciple who treats him like his own son? Didn't he die on the battlefield thousands of years ago?!"
Hearing Minwei's question, the old man suddenly laughed out loud.
He laughed crazily and hysterically, smiling, but two lines of blood and tears fell from the corners of his eyes.
"That's right, Wen Zhe is dead. The Wen Zhe whom I loved like my own son for hundreds of years has died a long time ago!!"
"He took my face, my identity, everything I had when I saved his life, and threw me into a hell where no one was a ghost. Day after day, year after year, For hundreds of years, he made me unable to live or die, but to live like a walking corpse, in order to take away all the luck from me."
"It's useless, he will let me be killed again... Then there will be no one in the world who can threaten him! Hahahaha... Wen Zhe... Wen Zhe, my good disciple!!"
"A thousand years, a whole thousand years, every day and every night, I've tried my best to survive. I just want to ask you, why?!"
"How can I be sorry for you, you want to treat me like this?!"
"Zhong Li", or Wen Zhe avoided the old man's eyes.
It took a while before he said in a hoarse voice: "Master, I can't help it... It is the master's order to be your apprentice, it is the master's order to obey Fenghua Liusha, and it is also the master's order to replace you as the priest of the demon emperor..."
"I am a pawn, and I can only live if I obey my master's orders!"
"It's that simple."