The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Behind Wei Zixi, Chang Ling and Ye Xiao all stared at Xuan Mu closely.

Chang Ling's eyes were full of worry.

Night Owl is full of gloating and killing intentions.

This Xuanmu deceived the devil, thinking that he could escape.

Don't you know that all his whereabouts are under the control of the devil.

There is no way to escape.

Wei Zixi took up the teacup and took a sip slowly before inadvertently saying, "Xuan Mu, do you have anything to say?"

Xuan Mu's head hung down.

It took a long time to say in a hoarse voice, "Master Qi Xun, Xuan Mu is incompetent, and he cannot find the Water Spirit Pearl.

Before the words were finished, a tremendous amount of energy burst into the face.

Xuan Mu got up in the air, turned several circles, fell heavily on the ground, and spit out a blood.

Wei Zixi's movements have not changed, and his expression is still light, even with a smile.

"You are incompetent? I think you are very capable. If you find the whereabouts of the water spirit beads and dare not to report it, even if you still have the ability to cover the blood contract, you have been hiding for so long. Xuan Mu—"

Wei Zixi stood up and walked to Xuan Mu step by step.

The tea cup in his hand slowly poured, the tea fell on Xuan Mu's face, and the blood on the corner of his mouth was also washed away.

"Have you already ignored my master at all?"

Xuan Mu struggled to get up and knelt well, trembling: "Master, Xuan Mu owes you more than one life, and he will never dare to forget the whole thing in this life. However, the water spirit beads can't be taken or destroyed, otherwise Xiyue... …"

"Do you think you are doing this for Xi Yue?" Wei Zixi sneered indifferently, "You really think that you will always hide the half of the water spirit beads, and if you don't let the source of the wood be unsealed, you won't let Xi Yue repeat the same thing. The mistakes of those saints?"

Xuan Mu shivered and did not speak.

Wei Zixi looked down at him for a moment and suddenly waved: "You all go out first."

Chang Ling and Ye Xiao stopped talking, but no one dared speak more to Shang Wei Zixi's expression.

After everyone left, only Wei Zixi and Xuan Mu were left in the whole hall.

Wei Zixi sat back to his original position, and looked down at Xuanmu Road: "I told Ji Mingyu to see what happened that day, and I will let you see it for yourself."

As soon as the voice fell, a streamer image appeared slowly in front of Xuan Mu.

This is the scene in the streamer tracing video recorded directly with the chanting stone.

Xuan Mu looked at the scenes in front of him, and looked at the girls who had similar faces to Xi Yue lying in the pool of blood and cut off their breath.

His body trembled uncontrollably.

When the image disappeared, Xuan Mu's eyes had turned crimson.

He closed his eyes violently, his chest undulating violently, as if suppressing the fear and killing intention in his chest.

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes.

He said in a hoarse voice: "Mr. Ke Jun said, Xi Yue, he is different. He is different from other saints."

Wei Zixi said quietly: "You are wrong, as long as Xiyue becomes a true saint, he will become like the poor worms once, lose the right to choose, and let anyone slaughter."

Xuan Mu's pupils shrank slightly and looked at him.

Wei Zixi smiled coldly, "Do you know how many saints have ever appeared since the God Territory exists and the God Emperor Hall has ancient records?"

Xuan Mu certainly didn't know.

Such Missing, the entire Divine Realm, no one knows except the High Priest and the Divine Emperor.

Even Ji Mingyu and Yun Tianyi, the holy protectors, never knew.