Yun Zheng, a genius pupil master and mystic master from a hidden clan in Huaguo!
One day, she transmigrated and became a waste despised by the world!
A waste? With a flip of her hand, s...
Having said that, Yun Zheng turned around and looked at this layer of forbidden totem.
Feng Xinglan and his companions used the Dust Purification Technique, and the dirt on their bodies disappeared instantly, but their injuries and poisons remained.
Before they could ask, Yan Chen had already distributed the antidote and healing pills to them.
Suddenly, Yun Zheng's eyes changed, and she looked in a certain direction as if she sensed something.
She felt a wave of uneasiness in her heart.
...It seems like something happened?
Yun Zheng's heart was a little confused.
At this time, in the Demon Realm, Wuwang Island.
In a dark and dim place somewhere, a young man was bound by countless magic chains, with not a single piece of good skin on his body. His right side was infused with magic power, and his left side was infused with... divine power.
The two forces complemented and counteracted each other, and the wanton impact and collision made him suffer terribly.
"Ahhh..." His voice was hoarse and dry like that of an old man.
The young man hung his head, blood and sweat mixed together on his face, constantly dripping down, and his body was in painful spasms from time to time.
With a crazy smile on his face, he murmured in a low voice, "...Boss."
At this moment, a figure appeared in front of him.
Who is it?!
Qi Po raised his head with difficulty, hoping, but after seeing who was coming, his eyes suddenly became empty and lifeless, with a despair that was heartbreaking.
The man was dressed in a black robe. He lifted his black hat, revealing his charming and handsome face. His sparkling and seductive eyes were dark purple.
His face was indifferent and his tone was cold: "Your boss can't save you. She doesn't even know who took you away. But I can save you, Qi Po. Do you want to make a deal with me?"
Qi Po lowered his head and closed his eyes.
The black-robed man chuckled. "Your boss is facing numerous murderous intentions. Do you want to save him?"
Qi Po's eyelids trembled slightly, and he finally looked up at the black-robed boy, his throat choking, "Who are you?"
"You can call me...Bai Lian Ye."