There is no more guilt and embarrassment in my heart, only the ambition to fulfill my master's wish and find a glimmer of life and a bright future for myself.
At this moment, he only has Jun Muyan in his eyes!
The supreme princess of the Demon Race!
The sweetheart of the Emperor of the Extreme Region!
And... Kagurashi's only successor in this world!
Wen Zhe walked towards Muyan step by step, with a hint of anger and excitement on the corner of his mouth: "Your Highness, don't be afraid, this subordinate will not hurt you. This subordinate just wants to put some Things, guaranteed to be more interesting than the simplified version of [Lovesickness Curse] before!"
Wen Zhe raised his hand, and a black spell talisman appeared in front of him.
At the same time, he made a formula with both hands, and wisps of black smoke drifted towards Muyan.
Whether it was Elder Min Wei or Han Ye, their faces changed drastically, and they rushed over desperately.
However, the expression of Muyan, who bears the brunt, didn't change at all, she just quietly looked at the arrogant Wen Zhe who was laughing, and whispered to herself: "With only this bit of spell ability, I can't be hurt. Because..."
A calm and gentle voice covered Wen Zhe's laughter with a bit of calmness: "I want to use [curse] on my little junior sister, have you asked my opinion?"
The next moment, a piece of paper flew out and shattered into countless pieces in mid-air.
The silver light burst suddenly, like gorgeous fireworks blooming in the dim room.
Wen Zhe only felt that his eyes hurt from the light, so he subconsciously covered them.
When she opened it again, where was Jun Muyan in front of her eyes
The temple was empty, not to mention Jun Muyan, even Chu Moli, Han Ye, Min Wei, Zhongli, and even Tong Zhangling who was tied up, there was no one.
Wen Zhe looked at the empty room in front of him, his brows darkened a little bit.
"Well, that's great!"
"I really didn't expect that there was such a person hidden beside Her Royal Highness the Princess."
Thinking of Chu Moli's carelessness and proficiency in using the spell just now, Wen Zhe's heart shuddered.
Who is this man
Could it be that they are from the Jiuli tribe
Yes, this person must have come from the Jiuli tribe.
Otherwise, how could anyone in this world be able to use the mantra so skillfully and naturally
But if this Chu Moli came from the Jiuli tribe, why did the master never mention it
It seems that it is necessary to report the news about Chu Moli to the master.
Wen Zhe took a deep breath, and his expression gradually returned to normal.
A few black-clothed figures in the void landed slowly, bowed and said, "My lord priest, what should I do if your highness princess ran away? Do I need to seal off the entire Demon Palace?"
Wen Zhe sneered, and said lightly: "No need, they can't escape. Because this is not the Demon Palace at all, but..."
Suddenly, his voice paused, he turned abruptly, and said sharply, "Who?!"
The snow-white clothes rattled violently.
The long black hair fluttered gently with the red silk.
Wen Zhe looked at the boy-like man in front of his eyes, his pupils shrank suddenly, "Li Weiran, why are you still here?"
The blindfolded man looked at him with slightly curled lips, his expression and posture were so lazy and calm.
"Why can't I be here?"
Wen Zhe took a step back and looked at him vigilantly, "Li Weiran, don't forget, you were originally one of us, and you swore to be loyal to the master just like us."