There is no longer any guilt or embarrassment in my heart, only the ambition to fulfill the master's wish and find a glimmer of hope and a bright future for myself.

At this moment, he only has Jun Muyan in his eyes!

The supreme princess of the demon clan!

The sweetheart of the Emperor of the Extreme Region!

And...the only successor of Kagura Master in this world!

Wen Zhe walked towards Muyan step by step, with a hint of a ruffian-like and excited smile on his lips: "Your Highness, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. I just want to put some in your body."

This thing is guaranteed to be more interesting than the simple version of the [Lovesickness Charm] before!"

Wen Zhe raised his hand, and a black curse talisman appeared in front of him.

At the same time, he made a hand seal, and wisps of black smoke drifted towards Muyan.

Whether it was Elder Minwei or Han Ye, their faces changed drastically, and they rushed over desperately.

However, Muyan's expression did not change at all. He just looked at the smiling and arrogant Wen Zhe quietly, and whispered to himself: "If you only have this little magic ability, you can't hurt me. Because..."

A calm and gentle voice, with a bit of calmness, overshadowed Wen Zhe's laughter: "You want to use [spell] on my little junior sister, have you asked me for my opinion?"

The next moment, a piece of paper flew out and shattered into countless pieces in mid-air.

The silver light suddenly exploded, blooming like gorgeous fireworks in the dark room.

Wen Zhe felt the light stinging his eyes and subconsciously covered them.

When he opened it again, Jun Muyan was nowhere in front of him?

The temple was completely empty. Not to mention Jun Muyan, there was no one like Chu Moli, Han Ye, Minwei, Zhongli, and even the bound Tong Zhangling.

Wen Zhe looked at the empty room in front of him, his brows becoming colder and colder.

"Okay, that's great!"

"I never expected that there would be such a person hidden next to Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Thinking of Chu Moli's careless and skillful use of the spell just now, Wen Zhe felt a wave of panic in his heart.

Who is this person?

Could it be that they are from the Jiuli tribe?

Yes, this person must be from the Jiuli tribe.

Otherwise, how could anyone in the world be able to use the spell so skillfully and naturally?

But if Chu Moli is from the Jiuli tribe, why has the master never mentioned it?

It seems that it is necessary to report the news about Chu Muli to the master.

Wen Zhe took a deep breath and his expression gradually returned to normal.

Several figures in black clothes slowly landed in the void, bowed and said: "Master Priest, what should I do if Your Highness the Princess and the others run away? Do I need to seal off the entire Demon Palace?"

Wen Zhe sneered and said lightly: "No need, they can't escape. Because this is not the Demon Palace at all, but..."

Suddenly, his voice stopped, he turned around suddenly and said sternly: "Who is that person?!!"

The snow-white clothes rustled fiercely.

The long jet black hair and the red silk silk fluttered gently.

Wen Zhe looked at the boy-like man in front of him, and his pupils suddenly shrank, "Li Weiran, why are you still here?"

The blindfolded man looked at him with slightly raised lips, his expression and posture were so lazy and calm.

"Why can't I be here?"
Chapter completed!