His lips had been burned away by the flames just now, and only his teeth were exposed at this moment, matching the flesh and blood full of bubbling pus, it looked particularly terrifying.
But Wen Zhe's only eyes that are still intact no longer have pain, only creepy sternness and malice, "This is the best, this way, next, I can execute the director's explanation without any psychological burden." The next task!"
Zhong Li was stunned, and a bad premonition suddenly surged in his heart.
His hands froze quickly, and his chapped lips squirmed, as if he was about to spit out something.
But before he could move, a cold glow shot up from the ground, heading straight for the old man's face.
when!
Jun Shi raised his hand and blocked the cold light.
The old man's life was saved.
But Wen Zhe also took this opportunity to quickly step back and came to the unconscious Mo Lian.
The magic rope that was originally bound to Wen Zhe's body had been untied automatically at some point.
Under the circulation of devil energy, his bloody face healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
But within a short period of time, there was no way to completely heal successfully, and it still looked hideous like a ghost.
Minwei, Tianhe, Xueji and the others did not stop, and rushed towards him.
However, the bodies and hair bags of several people all hit an invisible wall and were bounced back directly.
Wen Zhe sneered, ignored them, but grabbed Mo Lian by the collar and lifted her up.
Mo Lian opened her eyes in a daze, and seeing a distorted and terrifying face, she let out a terrified scream.
"Hush!"
Wen Zhe put his hand on the newly grown lips, and said in a low voice, "Mo Lian, do you remember that Master told you before that he would do something for you in the future?"
"Master, you... are you Master?" Mo Lian asked tremblingly, "Master, you, how did you become like this? Where is this place? Didn't you say that you want me to serve the Emperor of the Extreme Region?"
Wen Zhe gave a low laugh, and said in a hoarse voice: "Something has changed a bit. The original plan couldn't be implemented smoothly, and now we can only use the second plan arranged by the master."
"The second plan?"
"This plan requires your help, Mo Lian. Mo Lian, you will definitely help Master, right?"
Mo Lian has always obeyed "Zhong Li".
Hearing this, he subconsciously wanted to nod.
But facing Shang Zhongli's dark, dark eyes with a bit of madness, a sense of panic welled up in his heart for no reason.
"Master, you, what do you want disciples to help..."
Before she finished speaking, Mo Lian's eyes widened suddenly, her lips trembled, her whole body was stiff, and she slowly lowered her head, looking at her chest.
On her chest, a hand penetrated.
That was Wen Zhe's hand, which was mostly charred.
The bones were exposed, and the flesh and blood were extremely painful.
At this time, this hand was tightly grasping her heart, and then pulled it out little by little.
"Ah! It hurts so much! Master, what are you doing, Master?"
Tear!
The heart was ripped out abruptly.
Mo Lian was in so much pain that she could only let out screams one after another, desperately trying to break free and run away.
But Wen Zhe smiled and stretched his hand in through the hole in her chest, "Don't worry! There are still things that haven't been taken out yet!"
It was a magic core.
Wen Zhe forcefully pulled out her magic core.
Mo Lian's eyes widened, she stared fixedly at the man in front of her, her lips moved, but she couldn't make a sound.
Why? Why did Master want to kill her