The coercion of the divine beasts is like the tide of the sea, attacking the Xianyin Sect one after another. Those with a slightly lower cultivation level have already been stunned by the oppression, while those with a better cultivation level, such as scribes, have been unable to help themselves.

He bent his knees, and there was even a faint smell of blood coming out of his mouth, which showed that he was at the end of his strong bow. If Taotie increased the pressure, I'm afraid he would faint like those with lower cultivation levels.

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Moreover, compared to those disciples who fainted, the pressure in the clerk's heart was surging like a huge wave.

How could he not know who released Taotie in the first place?

When he first tricked Wenmei into helping him look after others, he actually wanted to seize the opportunity to tame Taotie, but after all, beasts are beasts.

Even though Taotie was weak to death, he was unwilling to be subdued by him, and instead escaped with both sides injured.

At that time, he thought that Taotie was dying when he let him out. He must have died after not showing up for such a long time. But now, seeing the intact Taotie, Wen Shu felt bad and knew that Taotie was here to take revenge on him.

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Thinking of the tricks he had used to get Taotie to surrender, Wen Wen felt even more frightened and wished he could run away now.

But now, under the pressure of the gluttonous beast, he can only grovel and tremble.

When everyone in the Xianyin Sect was almost shocked by Taotie, Murong Zhao stood up from Taotie.

At this time, everyone discovered that there was a man sitting on Taotie.

The mythical beast has always been aloof, so it is self-evident who can sit on top of it.

Moreover, the man's aura was unfathomable and he carried a strong demonic aura. He must be a demon cultivator.

Taotie and Demon Cultivator were together, and everyone in the Xianyin Sect suddenly said silently in their hearts: "My life is over."

Wen Liang used to have a docile face, but since Murong Zhao's soul was filled with it, he has become evil and wanton. Moreover, because of Murong Zhao's practice of magic, his aura has become more cruel and cruel, and his face has also changed from the original docility to a wanton evil one.

Charming, especially the slightly raised eyebrows, gives off a domineering look that makes people dare not look directly at her.

Just when everyone thought this would be a catastrophic disaster, Murong Zhao suddenly spoke.

The voice was low and deep, like the sound of gold and jade clashing, and it came to the face with magnetism, making people unconsciously indulge in it: "Is the clerk here?"

People have bad qualities that cannot be concealed in the face of death. The junior brothers and sisters who were looking at the document with adoring expressions just now, when they heard that Murong Zhao came to see the document, they all gave in instantly, leaving the document alone in front of Murong Zhao.

Under sight.

Murong Zhao raised the corners of his mouth slightly, forming a sarcastic smile, and looked at the document with an evil and disdainful look. Mance said logically: "Is Wen Mei still here?"

Hearing Murong Zhao talking about Wen Mei, the secretary's body trembled.

Ever since he cooperated with the devil, the devil told him about the method of absorbing mana. After he practiced it, he didn't take it to heart.

But it wasn't until he practiced dual cultivation with Wenmei at the foot of Tianshan Mountain that he realized the benefits of dual cultivation. Moreover, even without dual cultivation, the feeling of ecstasy and bone-crushing was still very good, and the two of them were often together.

Until fifty years ago, Wenmei suddenly vomited blood during a double cultivation, and the power in her body poured into her body like a flood. At the beginning, Wenben wanted to prevent such a change.

But I don’t know why, as his skills improved little by little, the document fell silent.

When Wen Liang left, he was already halfway to Nascent Soul. Even though he is now the Chief Disciple, his cultivation level is in the sky compared to Wen Liang's. Although he doesn't know why Wen Mei's skill is pouring into his body now, no matter what

Anyway, this change is good, isn’t it uncomfortable?

For the first time, the document fell into an eerie silence.

He turned a deaf ear to Wenmei's cries and pleas for mercy. All he wanted now was the glory and glory of becoming the chief disciple after he succeeded. His eyes had been blinded by those hypocritical things, and he could not see anything.

By the time everything was over, Wenmei was already dead.

All the remaining skills in his body were absorbed into his body, and his cultivation level changed from the initial stage of becoming a god to one that was about to break through.

When he returned, he randomly fabricated a lie about Wenmei's sudden disappearance.

Because his image in the Xianyin Sect was too positive, no one doubted him at all, and the clerk got through it like this.

After that, the secretary also found other people to practice dual cultivation, and then absorbed their skills. Because of Wenmei's matter, he did not just look for people in the Xianyin Sect. Instead, he extended his hand outside. There were women from other sects, as well as San

Xiu, he even got together with a male Xiu who liked men.

Therefore, his current cultivation level is at the Nascent Soul stage as in the plot.

His skills are filled with the stench of corpses, rotten and dirty.

The clerk gritted his teeth to restrain his fear of Murong Zhao, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and asked, "Senior, do you have anything important to do with my junior sister?"

Murong Zhao still had a slight smile on his lips: "I have some things I want to ask her. Is she here?"

The clerk frowned slightly, and began to complain in his heart that Wenmei didn't tell him that she was involved with the demon cultivator, and that she was such a powerful demon cultivator. If he knew this, he would definitely not kill her.

But now the deal is done. No matter how regretful the clerk is, he can only pretend to look sad: "Junior sister unfortunately passed away fifty years ago."

"Dead?" Murong Zhao raised his eyebrows in surprise. Although he knew that Wenmei's temperament and the dangers of magic skills, something would happen to Wenmei sooner or later, but he didn't expect that Wenmei would have died fifty years ago.

,It is really.

It's a little too cheap for her.

"She was really given an advantage." Murong Zhao sneered, lowered his eyes towards the clerk, and asked, "How did she die?"

Hearing Murong Zhao's disdainful tone, the clerk who originally thought that Wen Mei and Murong Zhao were close friends was stunned for a moment. Maybe he had guessed wrong. This man was not Wen Mei's old acquaintance, but came to seek revenge.

of?

Even though there were thousands of thoughts in his heart, the clerk still said respectfully: "Return to the senior, the junior does not know."

"Don't you know?" Murong Zhao sneered, looked at the document with sarcastic eyes, and said, "It was obviously you who sucked away all her energy and made her die of vaginal discharge, how could you not know?"

The clerk's body trembled, and he suddenly raised his head to look at Murong Zhao. His heart was filled with turmoil, but he pretended to be frightened and waved his hands repeatedly: "Senior, don't talk nonsense. Junior sister and I are brothers and sisters. How could I possibly harm her?"
Chapter completed!