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Yan Zhu stared at Zhong Li Ye and said word by word: "You know that I hate deception the most. Go back to your demon world and be your demon king. Don't mess with me again."

"Wait a moment!"

Seeing Yan Zhu was unyielding and full of thorns, Zhongli Ye took a deep breath and retreated to advance: "Okay, then you have to help me clear the foul air, otherwise I will be in so much pain."

Yanzhu: "Okay."

After he finished speaking, Zhongli Ye quickly took off his outer shirt, including his inner lining, revealing his muscular upper body, and stared at Yan Zhu with a pair of mischievous eyes.

The man used some magic to take off his clothes so quickly that Yan Zhu couldn't react before she saw his chest covered in scars. The chest was even more obvious with tiny beads of blood and a hint of turbid air.

Yan Zhu's forehead twitched: "No need to take off clothes, I can also remove the foul air."

"That's okay. This way, Ah Zhu can see more clearly."

Yan Zhu raised her hand and released a wisp of Chaos Spirit, slowly purifying the turbid air from the man's wound. It was completed in less than two breaths.

"It's cold up there, Demon King, you should put on some clothes."

After she finished speaking, the woman turned around and left without stopping for a moment.

This time, Zhongli Ye did not stop him, but his face suddenly turned black, which was enough to scare someone to death.

"Wait a moment."

Yan Zhu did not stop walking, but instead quickened her pace. Seeing this, Zhong Li Ye dodged and followed behind the woman. He asked, "I heard that you have a gigolo?"

After the words fell, Yan Zhu paused, almost mishearing: "What?"

He is referring to Qingxuan?

Zhong Liye looked at him with disdain: "That fortune teller, the so-called chosen fortune teller, was he also struck by lightning and fainted? It's a good thing you drove him out."

In the past, she was obedient, shy, gentle and soft-hearted, but now she refuses to be persuaded... Even if he is like this, can she still look away?

"I want to see who this pretty boy is."

Yan Zhu narrowed her eyes: "Are you spying on me?"

Zhongli Ye's heart skipped a beat, but he was quite clever. "Don't talk nonsense. I only got the information after I succeeded in my revenge recently. If I had been monitoring you earlier, the demon princess would have killed you."

Yan Zhu didn't want to see this person, so she drove him away: "Don't follow me."

Zhongli Ye didn't listen. Instead, like Yan Zhu, he had a rebellious nature. He was about to pull the woman's slender white wrist, but before he could touch her sleeve, he was interrupted by a flash of light. He had to take a step back and keep some distance from Yan Zhu.

"Who attacked me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a person appeared out of nowhere at Zhongli Ye's position, Hong Le.

Yan Zhu couldn't help but wonder, "What is Lord Hongle doing?"

Hong Le said calmly, "People in the demon world have ulterior motives. It's better to see the Purifying God less often."

Zhongli Ye sneered: "This is a matter between me and her, it is not the turn of irrelevant people to interfere."

After saying this, he took a step forward and was about to pull Yanzhu back, but Hongle blocked her behind him.

When the two were on the verge of a fight, Yan Zhu turned into a stream of light and returned to the shrine, but found it empty, and finally returned to the Wuyou Inn.

"You're back so soon?"

Jiuli followed behind Jinhuang.

Yan Zhu waved her hand, greeted Jiuli, and then highlighted the key point: "The person behind this is from the God Realm. He holds an evil umbrella that can take away the vitality of all things."

Jin Huang raised an eyebrow: "Zhongli Ye turned against us just like that? Isn't he afraid of retaliation behind the scenes?"

Yan Zhu: "Let him live or die."

"Hey? In the past you would have definitely said that he should die, but now your attitude has softened. It seems that the man really has something to hide?" Jin Huang guessed it was almost right.

Yan Zhu: "Indeed, but that's all. At most, I won't beat him up when we meet. I will have nothing to do with him in the future."

The woman's words fell into the ears of the two people who came later.

Compared with Hong Le's indifference, Zhong Li Ye's face instantly became extremely gloomy.

Jiuli was also surprised when she saw the newcomer: "Why did the Red Music God Lord come to the human world? What oracle did the Heavenly Lord have?"

Hong Le nodded: "Before Qingxuan fell into a coma, he mentioned that something big was going to happen in the human world. The Heavenly Lord specially ordered me to come and see if there was anything he could help with."

Jin Huang heard this and said, "There is indeed a matter that requires the help of Hongle Divine Lord, and only the Divine Lord has the authority to do so."

Hong Le: "Golden Phoenix God, please feel free to speak."

"Apart from the divine oracle of the Heavenly Monarch, we have no right to check the list of people who have entered and exited the Divine Gate recently."

"Don't worry, Divine Lord Jin Huang. I'll give you the results later."

"readily."

Yan Zhu frowned: "The Divine Gate can only lead to the human world, there is no way to other worlds."

Jin Huang: "No problem, nothing is absolute. Let's give it a try. What if there is something to gain? Right?"

As she spoke, the woman nudged Jiuli with her elbow, and the latter came back to his senses and nodded.

Yan Zhu: "What about the old man? How is the ancestral temple doing?"

Jin Huang apologized; "That person blew himself up."

Yan Zhu was stunned for a moment, then recalled how Yan Fan took the blame in Linglong Chess. He waved his hand and said, "It's okay. It seems this matter is not simple."

Jiuli: "After you left, the chief priest brought people and drove us out... on the pretext of the day of worshipping the spirits."

…

Zhongli Ye sneered with sarcasm: "You are gods after all, why are you afraid of a bunch of mortals?"

"Well," Jin Huang paused before explaining, "We also just learned that Lingquan Town believes in the God Wuwang,

Although we are not afraid of him, there are also human relationships between gods. The God Wuwang once gave me medicine...

We should not come into conflict with his followers."

Zhongli Ye snorted.

Yan Zhu: "It's okay, I understand."

If it is not something that cannot be overcome, the gods will not become enemies, not to mention that the God Wuwang has done Jinhuang a favor.

Jiuli said in a deep voice, her voice full of apology: "From now on, Jinhuang cannot be with the Pure God. She needs to recuperate in the God Realm for a while."

Yanzhu suddenly remembered Qingxuan's divination for Jinhuang. With only six months left, she really couldn't go through any more setbacks. She looked at Jinhuang, who also had an apologetic look in her eyes, and reached out to hug her: "I was inconsiderate. Go back and have a good rest. Don't worry about me."

Jin Huang was still worried, so Yan Zhu comforted her in a relaxed tone, "We still have Hongle Divine Lord here. Besides, even if that white-robed man holds that umbrella, I can defeat him. Just rest assured and recuperate."

Zhongli Ye was dissatisfied: "Don't I count?"

Yan Zhu didn't even glance at him, completely treating him as air.

After Jinhuang and Jiuli left, Yanzhu turned around and asked politely, "Does Lord Hongle have any gold or silver on him?"

Before Hong Le could take out the gold and silver from his sleeves, Zhongli Ye got there first. The latter slammed a large piece of silver on the table in front of the shopkeeper with a "dong".

"I want the guest room next to hers."

The shopkeeper's face was filled with heartache, but he still refused: "Sir, the spirit sacrifice day is in two days. It's hard to find a room these days. I can't kick everyone else out."

"Really?" Hong Le secretly turned the silver into gold and placed it on the table. "I heard someone say that there's an empty room next to the Tianzihao that's always locked up."

The shopkeeper's face suddenly became serious, his eyes flickering: "To be honest with you, sir, that room... is not something that can be reserved with gold or silver."

Before he finished stating the conditions, the shopkeeper saw the man take out a large spiritual stone, which was shining and very beautiful.

The shopkeeper immediately changed his tone: "Okay, okay, sure, sir, this way please."

Zhong Liye on the side cursed: "Shameless, intercepting? It was clearly me who made the first move."

Hong Le paused as she ascended the stairs, glancing back at the irritable Zhong Li Ye: "But you can't keep him."

——

After settling the guest down, the shopkeeper stared at the spirit stone in front of him with greed in his eyes. The waiter was puzzled: "Boss, isn't that room unclean? Will something bad happen?"

The shopkeeper was nonchalant, his eyes filled with greed. "Hasn't there been enough accidents in Lingquan Town? It doesn't matter if one or two die. Who knows, there might be even more spirit stones..."

——

Yan Zhu leaned on the railing and looked over, and the next second she met Zhong Li Ye's teasing gaze across the stairs. He pointed to the room beside him and mouthed: Mine.

The woman frowned: "Why is he staying here too?"

Hong Le followed the woman's gaze and asked, "Excuse me, what is the relationship between the Purifying God and the Demon King?"

Yan Zhu retracted her gaze: "It doesn't matter."

After he finished speaking, Hong Le asked about his next plans.

At the same time, Hong Le casually put down a transparent soundproof cover to prevent Mo Ren from eavesdropping downstairs.

"The shrine here is strange and inexplicable. I need to find time to investigate."

While answering, Yan Zhu noticed Hong Le's smooth and flowing formation movements, which looked a little familiar.

Hong Le: "Does the God of Purification mind having one more person?"

Yan Zhu: "It is an honor to have the help of Lord Hongle, but we have already alerted the enemy. I guess they are already prepared."

Hong Le: "Not necessarily. Good will prevail over evil. There will always be clues to follow. Regardless, the memorial service will be held as scheduled in two days."

"How did you know?" Yan Zhu thought, could it be that the person behind the scenes had run away in advance?

Hong Le paused and analyzed, "Even if the mastermind's original intention was to cause chaos, now that we've alerted the enemy, he'll have to hold the Spiritual Sacrifice Day as scheduled to allay our concerns and give an explanation to the strangers who have come from all over the world. However... whether this is normal or not depends on his ambition and urgency."

Whether or not people will continue to commit crimes without restraint depends on their greed.

Yanzhu nodded, lowering her eyes slightly.

Wujiu sent a message: Master, do you suspect Hongle?

Yan Zhu: His actions and tone of voice are too similar to Qingxuan. Never mind, let's take it one step at a time. If it is really Qingxuan, since he doesn't want to reveal his true face, then let him act.

——

Zhong Liye, who was downstairs, had a gloomy expression on his face. "What's he mumbling about? This Hong Le is quite alert. Who is he guarding against with the soundproofing shield?"

——

Yan Zhu was about to go back to the house when she saw the door next door opened. It was Xuanyuan Lang.

The other person was visibly excited when he saw her: "Miss Yanzhu! I'm so glad you're safe and sound. Hey? Have your eyes returned to normal?"

Yan Zhu nodded: "It's not peaceful recently, so don't go out unless you have something important to do."

Xuanyuan Lang nodded hurriedly: "I understand. With the white beads given by the young lady, I found that the black things around me have disappeared. It's amazing. How should I thank the young lady?"

Hongle glanced at Yanzhu without leaving any trace.

"It's just a small matter, Master Xuanyuan, don't take it to heart."

Seeing the visitor's hesitant expression, Yan Zhu asked, "Sir, please speak."

Xuanyuan Lang blushed and said, "It's the young lady's formation diagram. My subordinates said... they can't understand it..."

Yan Zhu thought for a moment and said, "That's fine. I'll go demonstrate it later."

Xuanyuan Lang was interrupted when he was halfway excited.

"No need for the Purifying God, I will teach you."

A faint smile appeared on Hongle's lips, but it did not reach his eyes.

Yan Zhu looked at Hong Le, whose expression was calm, and asked casually, "Does Lord Hong Le know what kind of formation this is?"