Chapter 732 National Fairy (25)

When Chu Zheng found Zhong Liluo, he was hiding next to a trash can, and Zhuang Ji was nowhere to be seen.

Zhong Liluo was injured and his whole body was shaking.

"Xunyin..."

Chuzheng turned around and saw that the demon who was walking behind her just now was nowhere to be seen.

Chuzheng: "..."

Small things are enough!

Chuzheng picked up Zhongliluo.

"Brother Ji..."

Zhong Liluo's voice was so weak that Chu Zheng could hardly hear what he said.

"Where is your brother Ji?" Chuzheng's tone was not very good, as she was thinking that her good friend had run away.

Zhong Liluo pointed in a direction with trembling little hands.

But after passing it, there was another fork in the road.

Zhong Liluo didn't know anymore.

Just when Chuzheng was about to give up, there was a sound in the alley next to her.

Chuzheng walked over there, and the first thing she saw was the man standing in the middle. He wore a gorgeous retro gown, and his dark hair was casually scattered behind his head, revealing half of his face. The night couldn't hide his splendor.

At this time, the man was holding a demon in his hand, and his hands took out the inner elixir from the demon's body.

Finally, he threw away the demon with some disgust and glanced at the young man in the corner.

The man's tongue poked out and gently licked his lower lip.

Evil and fear breed in the darkness, wandering in the air.

"Xunyin!"

The man reached out to the young man's hand, paused slightly, clicked his tongue, then slowly took it back and tucked it into his sleeve.

Chu Zheng came over with Zhong Liluo in her arms and handed her directly to the man.

Xunyin was suddenly stuffed with a baby, and his whole body froze.

After a moment, he smiled: "Little demon, is this for me to eat?"

"Hold her tight, don't eat."

Xunyin: "..."

Xunyin let go and Zhongliluo fell to the ground.

Zhuang Ji's pupils widened and he was about to pounce, but saw the man suddenly hug the child again.

Zhong Liluo was injured, and now frightened, with tears welling up in his big dark eyes.

"Young Master." Zhuang Ji limped forward. Before he could get close, Xun Yin glanced over and Zhuang Ji froze in place.

This man has a strong demonic aura.

Standing in front of him, you can feel the pressure.

There is also an evil aura about him, which is different from ordinary monsters. It is a kind of evil that can be felt... very much like the big monsters in the monster tower.

Chuzheng held a demon's wrist, which had a pattern tattooed on it.

The more Chu Zheng looked at it, the more familiar it became.

An idea flashed in Chuzheng's mind and she took out the compass. The pattern in the middle of the compass was exactly the same as this tattoo.

"That's Xiaoyue's thing, how come it's in your hands?"

Xunyin's voice sounded.

"This?" Chuzheng flicked the compass in her hand.

Xunyin stared at the compass, the demonic aura overflowing from his body almost made Zhuang Ji unsteady.

"I grabbed it." Chuzheng's tone seemed to be asking, 'What do you think?'

Chuzheng stood up and met Xunyin's gloomy gaze: "So Xiaoyue is still alive."

Before Xunyin could say anything, Chuzheng said: "That's great."

"I've seen that tattoo before." Zhuang Ji supported the building next to him: "When I was at Shanshui Manor."

Chuzheng turned to look at him, but Zhuang Ji stopped talking and stared at his young master: "Can you return the young master to me?"

That man was so scary. He didn't know if the young master would be safe in his hands.

Xunyin pretended to let go and smiled maliciously: "If this little guy falls, he will die..."

Zhuang Ji's heart was in his throat, and his whole body was shaking. He said anxiously: "The person who attacked me last time also had this pattern tattooed on his hand. I remember that person. I saw him next to the eldest lady of the Li family. Okay. Have you returned the young master to me?"

Zhuang Ji's voice trembled.

I'm afraid that if Xun Yin is not satisfied, the young master will just fall to the ground.

Chuzheng didn't say anything, Xunyin had no intention of giving the person back.

The eldest lady of the Li family...

Li Xiaoyu?

The original owner had indeed come into contact with Li Xiaoyu, so Xun Yin said that she had that aura of Xiao Yue.

"Why are they hunting you?"

"You are not chasing me." Zhuang Ji clenched his fists: "You are chasing the young master."

"Why?" I'm not asking about chasing you.

"I don't know." Zhuang Ji's face turned pale: "They want to arrest the young master."

That was the first time at Shanshui Manor.

This is the second time.

Zhuang Ji clearly felt that they were not trying to kill the young master, but they were trying to capture him.

Chuzheng suppressed the question: "Let's talk about the demon tower."

"..." Zhuang Ji regretted asking Chu Zheng for help. He knew that she was not a good demon, but he was really desperate. He gritted his teeth and said, "Why are you asking the demon tower?"

Demon Tower...

Young Master...

Are those people also coming for the Demon Tower? !

Chuzheng said bluntly: "I want the management rights of the Demon Tower."

Zhuang Ji was stunned for a moment.

After a moment, he asked a little strangely: "Do you want the management rights of the Demon Tower?"

Chu Zheng nodded.

Zhuang Ji's mind was a little confused. He took a deep breath: "This is not the place to talk. Let's find a safe place."

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Zhuang Ji brought Chu Zheng and the others back to the villa. Zhong Liluo needed to treat his wounds. Zhuang Ji wanted to take them back, but Ke Xun Yin held them and refused to let go.

"Give it back to him."

Xunyin glared at Chuzheng, put Zhongliluo on the sofa, appeared at the window in a flash, propped himself up, and jumped to sit on the window sill.

Chuzheng: "..." Why are you staring at me? This is someone else’s baby, do you still want to eat it? !

Zhuang Ji rushed to Zhong Liluo: "Young Master?"

Zhong Liluo was confused: "It hurts..."

Zhuang Ji hurriedly looked for medicine: "The pain will stop soon. Young master is the strongest, hold on..."

While comforting Zhong Liluo, he cleaned his wounds. He didn't care about his own injuries at all.

Chuzheng relied on herself, poured herself a glass of water, and sat on the sofa watching them.

After Zhuang Ji took care of Zhong Liluo's injuries, he breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground.

He held his forehead with both hands and said in a low voice: "The young master is the only one left in Zhongli's family. If possible, I would also like to give the demon tower to you, but I can't. The demon tower is closely related to the young master..."

Back then, a big demon in the demon tower cursed Zhongli's family with his blood. Since then, Zhongli's family and the demon tower have been inseparable.

No matter how many children the Zhongli family has, only one will survive in the end.

The blood of the Zhongli family is getting less and less, and now, only Zhongliluo is left in the entire Zhongli family.

"If this is the case, why should we give birth to a child and let future generations go through such torture?"

Just cut off the children and grandchildren, and it will be over.

Zhuang Ji's voice was heavy: "The death of all members of the Zhongli family means the demon tower is broken. The Zhongli family has a mission. Even if they know that the children they will give birth to will experience such a thing, they must leave behind descendants to ensure that The demon tower will not be broken."

"Mission?" Chuzheng said in a cold tone, "Who gave you the mission? Did you give it to yourself?"