There is no more guilt and embarrassment in my heart, only the wild hope to fulfill my master's wish and find a ray of life and bright future for myself. At this time, his eyes only Jun Mu Yan! The supreme Princess of the demons! The sweetheart of the emperor of the polar region! And... The only descendant of the divine musician in this world! Wen Zhe walked towards Mu Yan step by step. Her lips were covered with a smile like a ruffled and excited smile: "princess, don't be afraid, your subordinates will not hurt you." I just want to put something in your body to make sure it's more interesting than the previous simple version of Acacia magic charm Hearing Zhe's hand, a black talisman appeared in front of him. At the same time, he pinched the Jue with both hands, and a continuous stream of black smoke floated towards Mu Yan. Whether it was elder Minwei or the cold night, their faces changed greatly and they were desperate to rush past. However, Mu Yan, who was the first to bear the brunt of the attack, didn't change at all. He just quietly looked at Wen Zhe, who was smiling and arrogant, and whispered to himself, "if you only have this spell skill, you can't hurt me. Because... "A calm and gentle voice, with a little calm calm, overtook Wen Zhe's laughter:" do you want to use [spell] on my younger martial sister and ask me for my opinion? " The next moment, a piece of paper flew out and broke into countless pieces in mid air. The silver light suddenly burst, just like the gorgeous fireworks blooming in the dark room. Wen zhe only felt that his eyes were sore and covered them subconsciously. When you open it again, where is your face in front of you? The temple is empty, not to mention Jun Mu Yan, but Chu Mo Li, Han Ye, min Wei, Zhong Li, together with Tong's commander, who is bound, and there is no one. Wen zhe looked at the empty room in front of him and his eyes sank“ Well, that's great! "“ I had no idea that there was such a character hiding beside her royal highness. When he thought of the carelessness and skill of applying the mantra at the end of Chu, his heart was filled with fear. Who the hell is this man? Are you from Jiuli tribe? Yes, he must have come from Jiuli tribe. Otherwise, who else can use the mantra so skillfully and naturally? But if this Chu Mo Li came from the Jiuli tribe, why didn't the master mention it? It seems that it is necessary to report the news about Chu Mo Li to the host. Wen zhe took a deep breath, and his face gradually recovered as usual. A few black clothes in the void slowly fell down, and bowed down: "what are you doing, Lord priests and your highness? Do you need to blockade the whole magic palace? " Hearing zhe sneer, he said faintly: "no, they can't escape. Because this is not the magic Palace at all, but... "Suddenly, his voice suddenly turned around and said in a fierce voice:" who is it? " The snow-white clothes rattled. The long black hair and the red silk are dancing gently. Wen zhe looked at the man who fell in front of him like a teenager. His pupils suddenly shrank, "Li Weiran, why are you still here?" The blindfolded man looked at him with a slight hook on his lips. His expression and posture were so lazy and leisurely“ Why can't I be here? " Wen zhe suddenly stepped back and looked at him warily. "Li Weiran, don't forget that you were our people, and you swore to be loyal to the master just like us."