His lips had been burned off by the flames, and now only his teeth were exposed. Together with the flesh and blood covered in blistered pus, it looked particularly terrifying.

But there was no pain in Wen Zhe's eyes, which were the only ones that were still intact. There was only a chilling ferocity and malice. "This is best. In this way, I can carry out the director's instructions without any psychological burden." It’s time for the next mission!”

Zhongli was startled, and a bad premonition suddenly surged in his heart.

His hands quickly formed seals, and his chapped lips wriggled, as if he was about to spit something out.

But before he could make a move, a cold light had already shot up from the ground and headed towards the old man's face.

when--!

Jun Shitian raised his hand to block the cold light.

The old man's life was saved.

But Wen Zhe also took this opportunity to quickly take a few steps back and came to the unconscious Mo Lian.

The magic rope that originally bound Wen Zhe was untied automatically at some point.

Under the influence of demonic energy, his bloody face healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, in a short period of time, he could not completely heal successfully, and he still looked as ferocious as a ghost.

Minwei, Tianhe, Xueji and others rushed towards him without stopping.

However, the bodies and hair bags of several people all hit an invisible wall and were bounced back.

Wen Zhe sneered and ignored them, but grabbed Mo Lian's collar and lifted her up.

Mo Lian opened her eyes in a daze and saw a twisted and terrifying face, and she was so frightened that she let out a terrified scream.

"Shh!"

Wen Zhe put his hand on his newly grown lips and said in a low voice, "Mo Lian, do you still remember that Master told you before that he would do something for you in the future?"

"Master, you...are you the master?" Mo Lian asked in a trembling voice, "Master, you, how did you become like this? Where is this? Didn't you say you want me to serve the Emperor of the Extreme Region?"

Wen Zhe laughed softly and said in a hoarse voice: "Something has happened. The original plan cannot be implemented smoothly. Now we can only use the second plan arranged by the master."

"Second option?"

"This plan requires your help, Mo Lian. Mo Lian, you will definitely help Master, right?"

Mo Lian has always obeyed "Zhongli".

Hearing this, he subconsciously wanted to nod.

But looking at Zhongli's dark, sinister and somewhat crazy eyes, a sense of panic surged in his heart for no reason.

"Master, you, what do you want your disciple to help..."

Before she finished speaking, Mo Lian's eyes suddenly widened, her lips trembled, her whole body stiffened, and she slowly lowered her head and looked at her chest.

A hand penetrated her chest.

That was Wen Zhe's hand that had been mostly burned.

The bones were exposed, and the flesh and blood in the diaphragm was extremely painful.

At this moment, this hand was grasping her heart tightly, and then pulling it out bit by bit.

"Ah!! It hurts! Master, Master, what are you going to do?"

Tear!

The heart was violently torn out.

Mo Lian was in so much pain that she could only scream one after another, trying desperately to break free and escape.

But Wen Zhe smiled and stretched his hand through the hole in her chest again, "Don't worry! There's still something that hasn't been taken out!"

That is a magic core.

Wen Zhe forcefully pulled out her magic core.

Mo Lian's eyes widened and she stared at the man in front of her. Her lips moved but she couldn't make any sound.
Chapter completed!