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"Uncle is not a bad person." He blinked and said with a smile, and then asked: "Uncle, we are going to Baichuan City, where are you going?"
"Not a bad guy? Hahahaha! How refreshing." The demon cultivator glanced at Feng Ye, then raised his head and laughed: "I have lived for most of my life, and this is the first time someone said that I am not a bad person."
With a smile on his face, he looked at the little ghost who took out a fruit from his sleeve and started eating it, and said, "Little ghost, don't you know what a demon cultivator is?"
Feng Ye ate the fruit and shook his head. He took out another fruit from his sleeve and handed it to him: "Uncle, please have some fruit."
The demon cultivator narrowed his eyes, glanced at him, then waved his hand and knocked the fruit out of his hand: "Little devil, since you don't know what a demon cultivator is, this demon doesn't mind letting you see it for yourself."
As soon as he finished speaking, he shouted to the demon cultivators behind him: "Catch them all!"
Hearing this, the members of the Thunderfire Mercenary Team wanted to take action. However, at that moment, a powerful pressure enveloped them, like a mountain pressing down on them, making them unable to move at all.
I saw twenty or thirty demon cultivators quickly rushed forward, grabbed them one by one and tied them up.
The Thunderfire Mercenaries had no power to resist and their faces were grim, but they had no other options. The demon cultivator who led the group was at least at the level of a flying fairy, and was not someone they could handle. When they encountered a demon cultivator with such strength, they would have no choice but to die.
Feng Ye blinked his eyes and paused while biting the fruit. He looked up at the demon cultivator beside him and asked, "Uncle, why did you catch them?"
In addition to Feng Ye, even Zhao Yang was tied up and thrown aside.
"Don't you know what a demon cultivator is? Then let me tell you why we are called demon cultivators." His voice was cold and bloodthirsty, and there was a hint of weirdness on his face.
"Make a fire! Put them on the fire and roast them alive!"
As the demon cultivator spoke, a group of demon cultivators went into the forest, picked up some branches and came back to pile them into a fire. Feng Ye was inspired when he saw this and immediately said, "Light a fire? I'll help too."
As he spoke, he ran forward with his short legs and helped pile up the branches.
The leading demon cultivator snorted and ignored him. In his eyes, Feng Ye was just a kid, a kid who had just entered the Qi Refining Stage and would never amount to anything.
Therefore, he sat down by the fire, took out a raw beast from the space and had it roasted. He glanced at Feng Ye and saw that the little brat was having fun playing with fire and didn't care about the lives of the mercenaries. He chuckled sinisterly, "What a naive and ignorant brat."
As he spoke, he took out some wine from the space and drank it. He glanced at the mercenaries and saw that they were all staring at him with ugly faces, but no one was shouting. He couldn't help but smile playfully: "What? Aren't you afraid? I'm in a good mood. I'll grill you alive and let you experience the feeling of being slowly roasted to death on a fire rack."
Hearing this, the faces of the members of the Thunderfire Mercenary Corps changed slightly, and their eyes fell on the fire that had already started burning. They were going to be roasted alive on the fire? That would be a death sentence by slow slicing, which would make them more painful than killing them with a knife.