"Brother Ye...Ye?"

When the visitor saw Muyan, a surprised expression appeared on his face, he frowned and said, "Why are you here?"

Muyan raised her eyebrows: "This is also what I want to ask, why is Young Master Han here?"

This person who came out of the darkness turned out to be the eldest son of the Han family, Han Jiaming, who was sent to attend the Tianmei Banquet.

Han Jiaming showed a wry smile and said, "I said I don't know what's going on. Brother Ye, do you believe it?"

"An hour ago, a demon servant came over and informed me that the demon king invited all the people who won the title of each round to come and meet, so I followed the demon servant here."

"But after entering this palace, the door was suddenly locked, and then slowly, the cultivation in my body began to retreat and I could not use it. And, and..."

Han Jiaming's flushed face revealed a somewhat unspeakable expression.

After a long while, he gritted his teeth and said: "Now I just feel like my Dantian is burning, and the blood in my whole body seems to be boiling. This feeling is like... like being dosed with those shameful drugs..."

Muyan frowned and her expression changed accordingly.

She didn't care at all about any medicine.

There are really not many poisons and drugs in this world that can stump her.

But what's going on now?

Just as Han Jiaming said, as time passed after entering this room, she felt that the spiritual power, fairy power and even divine power in her body were rapidly losing.

It was like a fire was burning in her abdomen, gradually spreading to her whole body.

And the fire seemed to not only burn her body, but also her soul.

Her cheeks became crimson and hot, her eyes became blurred, and it was as if someone had lit a fire in her head, mixing all her thoughts into a ball of paste, making it impossible for her to think.

Muyan wanted to take out the Tianmo Qin and meditate, but found that the space of the Tianmo Qin could not be opened.

"Ye...Brother Ye, do you know what is going on? Who did it? Why...are we trapped here?"

Muyan glanced at the hazy figure not far away and didn't answer.

He also wanted to know who used Jun Shitian's name to lure her here?

And why do you want to hook up with Han Jiaming?

That demon servant, Muyan was sure, was definitely Jun Shitian's confidant.

Only those close confidants of Jun Shitian knew that Ye Liangchen was the demon princess.

And if it weren't for this, Muyan wouldn't have come with him so defenselessly.

Who can plant a spy under the nose of Demon Lord Jun Shitian without being discovered?

Muyan's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of coldness in her eyes.

She still doesn't think she was poisoned or drugged.

But the body’s abnormal reaction cannot fool anyone.

In this case, there is only one possibility, and that is that someone has tampered with her body.

And there was only one person who could manipulate and manipulate her body and make her feel something strange...

Demon King Priest "Zhongli".

In other words, Wen Zhe took the place of the real Zhongli and served as the Demon King's priest for nearly a thousand years.

Muyan gently pressed her fingers on the virtual spirit ring between her fingers, thinking about a way to escape.

At this moment, several lights suddenly lit up in the room.

There were red candles burning in the four corners of the temple.

As the candle burns, a faint fragrance floats in the room.
Chapter completed!