I saw this man wearing a jade crown and white clothes, holding a whisk in his hand. He was tall and thin, with a trace of nobility that could not be wiped off his delicate face, as if he was an immortal who had fallen into the mortal world.

The most peculiar thing is this person's pure white eyes without a trace of color.

He just appeared in everyone's sight.

Like a white lotus growing in the dark underground world.

Monstery, beautiful, untainted by dust.

Wanxiang Senluo Sect, Tiangang Thirty-Six, successor of Tianmo Jue, Xiao Yiliu.

However, with his appearance, all the prisoners except Qingfeng rolled their eyes and fainted.

For a moment of daze, those pure white eyes glanced at Qingfeng.

It was broken and he noticed it.

Qingfeng was shocked, and then fainted in a decent manner.

Xiao Yiliu didn't pay attention, but walked straight towards Zhang Wuji. The fat man who was half hiding behind Zhang Wuji was already covered in sweat.

It's not that he has insufficient cultivation, but because this Heavenly Demon Art, one of the thirty-six Demon Sect Tiangang, is really terrifying.

During the Qingling Sect's battle that day, no one under Nascent Soul could survive three rounds in front of the descendants of the Heavenly Demon Jue. Even the strongest of the younger generation of the Qingling Sect had his soul absorbed by Xiao Yiliu.

The walking soul harvester.

The demon sect monster stood in front of Zhang Wuji, looking at him quietly with his beautiful eyes.

Zhang Wuji looked at him without any fear, and there seemed to be sparks flying in their eyes.

After a long time, Xiao Yiliu finally spoke.

"Brother Wuji, I got another jar of good wine. Can I drink it tonight?"

I sighed secretly in my heart.

That's true.

Zhang Wuji was speechless as he watched this scary guy walk over and said what he expected, his face full of helplessness.

He is not afraid of the Heavenly Demon Art, but he is afraid that this drunkard will drag him to death.

Last time the two of them had a drink on a mountain top, but the wine was so strong that they slept for half a month before waking up. Fortunately, no one came to investigate, otherwise the demon sect would have discovered them as soon as their demonic aura dissipated.

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"How about next time?"

Zhang Wuji patted Xiao Yiliu's shoulder painfully, and then raised the monster's hair, which made the fat man tremble in his heart.

Sure enough, only the devil can deal with the devil.

"This wine can only be kept for three days."

"You must come."

"Otherwise I will go to Baigu Cave every day."

"Wuji, you don't want to..."

I sighed deeply and was threatened again.

Zhang Wuji had no choice but to nod, and Xiao Yiliu showed a satisfied look.

He turned to look at the cell, which was already a mess, and a certain Xianmen connector was among them.

"By the way, this guy in blue clothes is not afraid of my Heavenly Demon Art?"
Chapter completed!