Chapter 4336 Don't be afraid, there are three brothers in (2)

There is no more guilt and embarrassment in my heart, only the ambition to fulfill the master's wish and find a glimmer of life and a splendid future for myself.

At this time, only Jun Muyan was in his eyes!

The supreme princess of the Demon Race!

The sweetheart of the extreme emperor!

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

Wen Zhe walked towards Muyan step by step, with a hint of an excited smile on the corner of his mouth: "Your Highness Princess, don't be afraid, this subordinate will not hurt you. This subordinate just wants to put a little in your body. This thing is guaranteed to be more interesting than the previous simplified version of [Acacia Magic Love Spell]!"

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

At the same time, both hands clasped together, and strands of black smoke drifted towards Mu Yan.

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

However, the expression of Mu Yan, who was the first to bear the brunt, did not change in the slightest. He just quietly looked at the smiling and arrogant Wen Zhe, and whispered to himself, "If you have only this spell 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 [curse] on my little junior sister, have you asked my opinion?"

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

The silver light burst suddenly, like splendid fireworks blooming in the dim room.

Wen Zhe only felt the pain in his eyes from the light, so he covered his eyes subconsciously.

When you open it again, where is Jun Muyan still in front of you?

The temple was empty, not to mention Jun Muyan, Chu Moli, Han Ye, Minwei, Zhongli, and even Tong Zhangling, who was bound, was not a single person.

Wen Zhe looked at the empty room in front of him, his brows froze a little.

"Okay, that's great!"

"I didn't expect that such a person would be hidden beside Her Royal Highness."

Thinking of Chu Moli's carelessness and skill in using the spell just now, Wen Zhe's heart throbbed with shock.

Who is this man?

Could it be someone from the Jiuli tribe?

Yes, this person must have come from the Jiuli tribe.

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

But if this Chu Moli came from the Jiuli tribe, why did the master never mention it?

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

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

A few figures in black slowly landed in the void, bowed and said, "Lord Priest, what should I do if Her Royal Highness the Princess escaped? Do I need to block the entire Demon Palace?"

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

Suddenly, his voice stopped, turned around suddenly, and said sharply: "Who is it?!!"

The snow-white clothes rattled loudly.

Long jet-black hair fluttered gently with red silk.

Wen Zhe looked at the young man in front of him, his pupils shrank suddenly, "Li Weiyan, why are you still here?"

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

"Why can't I be here?"

Wen Zhe took a step back and looked at him vigilantly, "Li Weiran, don't forget, you were originally from us, and you swore allegiance to the master just like us."