A tall figure walked out from the black fog, stepping into the air, his black robe fluttering in the wind. An extremely terrifying power filled the entire space, and his every move showed that he had an attitude of looking down on the world.
The black fog dissipated, revealing a stern face with sharp edges and a pair of dark, deep eyes, like an endless abyss. One could even feel the coldness and chillness coming from those eyes.
He looked down coldly at the group of people who were stunned below. When his gaze fell on Bei Yutang, his cold eyes narrowed slightly, and his frosty face revealed a look of confusion.
Their bodies seemed to be frozen and unable to move. The man slowly descended and came towards her step by step. With each step, his pace became much faster than before. In the blink of an eye, he was standing in front of her.
He leaned over and sniffed her body, closing his eyes as if in enjoyment.
He looked down at her condescendingly and said coldly, "It was you who broke the seal."
When Bei Yutang met his deep black eyes, she felt a sense of familiarity, but that familiarity disappeared in a flash, as if it was just her illusion.
"Yeah." Bei Yutang responded subconsciously.
If anyone was the first to feed him with blood, it was undoubtedly her.
The man said graciously, "Since you have broken the seal of this deity, I grant you the privilege of being my servant."
Bei Yutang was stunned, wondering if she was hallucinating.
The man looked at her stunned eyes, and in his eyes, she looked like she was stunned by happiness.
The man waited for Yutang to kowtow to him out of gratitude.
Seeing that she didn't respond for a long time, he frowned slightly and kindly reminded her, "Why don't you bow and thank me quickly?"
Bei Yutang finally came to his senses after hearing this.
It wasn't that she heard wrongly, but this mysterious man really wanted her to be his slave.
This is his way of repaying his benefactor?!
If that's the case, then she really doesn't care.
Bei Yutang said in a very tactful tone: "Your Excellency, I do not ask for your reward."
The man's eyes narrowed dangerously, a wicked sneer curling up at the corner of his lips. "Oh, really? It seems you're planning to be like them."
As he spoke, he saw the old man in white clothes surrounded by a cloud of black air. He let out a shrill scream. When the sound stopped, a pile of bones fell to the ground and turned to ashes the moment they touched the ground.
Bei Yutang was shocked.
Zhao Yumei was the first to react. She crawled forward, kowtowed to the man, and said in a hurried and earnest voice, "Your Excellency, I am willing to be your slave."
Several others also reacted and rushed to express their sincerity.
"Your Excellency, I can do the same."
"Your Excellency, I will definitely do better than them."
"Venerable..."
The man's eyebrows raised slightly, and two cold words escaped from the corners of his hard lips: "Dry tongue."
The next second, Cheng Guang, like the old Taoist in white robe, turned into ashes in an instant, and his soul was destroyed.
The man looked at Bei Yutang with evil eyes. Bei Yutang felt a chill rising from the soles of her feet. The next second, a ball of black air wrapped around her whole body, and the little spiritual energy in her body was instantly sucked dry.
"I, I am willing to be your slave." Before his life was sucked away by it, Bei Yutang used all his strength to shout out this sentence.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com