Li Weiran gently brushed his sleeves, and said casually: "Oh, is it? You don't tell me, I almost forgot. But I regret it now and don't want to be loyal to your master. What can you do with me? What to do?"

Wen Zhe gritted his teeth and looked at Li Weiyan's eyes gloomy.

The confidants around the master are lurking in different places.

Most people do not even know each other's existence.

They fear each other, compete with each other, and calculate with each other.

No one accepts anyone, but all fear the existence of the master.

That...the terrible master they didn't even know their true colors.

However, under the master's hands, there is a special person.

Control-type [spells] cannot penetrate into him.

After all the witches, gu, and poison enter his body and spirit, they will be slowly swallowed by the original [Power of Curse] in his body.

It’s already rare for the master to teach the [spell] that others have learned.

But he doesn't need to learn at all, he can master the most high-end [spell].

No one can really control him.

Naturally, he could not become the owner's confidant to perform the most confidential tasks.

This person is Li Weiwei.

The most free, mysterious, weird, and most unpredictable existence under the owner.

Wen Zhe took a deep breath and said coldly, "Li Weiran, what do you want to do? Is it possible that you really fell in love with Jun Muyan and want to fight against the master for her? You have done things under the master's hands. , It should be clear that if the master's methods and supernatural powers are against him, you will never end well?"

Li Weiran's lips curled up slowly when he listened to his stern words, which seemed very funny.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Wen Zhe's skirt, and then gently stroked it with his slender white hand.

"High priest, don't you be so nervous? Who said I came to you to embarrass you?"

"Even though you are upset with Mu Yan, I am really upset, but who made you just useless fleas and rats in the gutter? No matter how much you jump, you can't hurt Mu Yan. Then what can I be angry about? of?"

Wen Zhe gritted his teeth fiercely, his eyes revealed a strong killing intent.

Who this guy thinks he is, dare to humiliate himself so much!

But after all, Wen Zhe still endured this breath abruptly.

Because he knew he was totally unsure about winning Li Weiren.

Moreover, this man has a surly temperament and unpredictable emotions. You have no idea what he will do next moment.

Wen Zhe took a deep breath and said coldly, "What do you want to do?"

Li Weiran looked at him and laughed lowly, seeming to think that he was very funny as if he was facing an enemy.

"I specially stayed to find the high priest, mainly because I want to ask you something..."

The smile on his face slowly disappeared.

The red silk satin that covered the eyes slowly fell, revealing a pair of bottomless, ice blue eyes.

The young man’s low voice was dull and deep, as if he came from the deepest hell, “You said before, take the king’s devil’s blood to make a weakened version of Fenghua quicksand, let the pregnant Lan Ke subdue it, and this gave birth to the king. Mo Lin, who is in the body of "Acacia Devil Love Curse", is this a lie?"

Wen Zhe suddenly stiffened, his eyes widened, staring at Li Weiren.

Li Weiran didn't seem to see his eyes at all, and only slowly continued: "The Fenghua Quicksand can only act on the user, when will it act on the fetus in the abdomen."