"I believe you have no questions anymore, right?" Yaoxuan glanced at Shaxin Taoist and the others.
Li Wuxin and the old witch both lowered their heads in silence. In fact, they were already beginning to worry that they would be retaliated against by the Purple-Robed Demon Lord afterwards.
The sick old man was glad that he had always stood on the side of the Black-eyed Demon Lord.
And Hei Tong was standing with his uncle, which was equivalent to him standing on the right side in advance; the old man had already made up his mind that he must hold on to these two people tightly in the future!
"But Ziyi, you were indeed a bit cruel. It's not easy for the sect to train a cultivator of the sixth level, but you killed him in the blink of an eye." There was a hint of regret in Yaoxuan's words.
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