After getting rid of the maid and knocking Yin Yu unconscious, Fei Wan tucked her hair behind her ears. The moment she stepped out of the hall, she turned her head and glanced towards the shadows.
"Why are you always so evasive every time I see you?"
As she finished her words, the person hiding in the hall revealed his true face.
Song Ditang's eyes were filled with infatuation, and his words were tender: "Wanwan, you really are..."
"Shut up."
Fei Wan interrupted him impatiently.
"You haven't revealed all your cards yet. You were the one behind all this in your past life, right? You know Jun Zhiyuan wouldn't order the Tianmiao Sect to be wiped out."
If Fei Wan had suspected Song Ditang about the annihilation of the Tianmiao Sect before meeting Jun Zhiyuan, he was 100% certain after meeting Jun Zhiyuan.
The fact that he was able to escape from Jun Zhiyuan's hands, become a traitor to the demon clan, and be hunted by the cultivation world, and has not been found yet, is enough to show that he is not as simple as he seems.
"So what? That was all in the past. You're not her, so why should you care?"
Song Ditang didn't care about this, he only cared about the prey he saw.
"In that case, Wanwan should come with me."
He extended his hand, tilted his head and smiled: "You can't bear to kill me."
It's not that she is confident that Fei Wan has feelings for him, but that she has other bargaining chips.
Song Ditang had said before that if Song Ditang died, she would die with him.
Song Ditang really wanted to drag her to death with him.
"It's impossible for me to go with you, never."
Fei Wan had no intention of playing along with him, he just wanted to end it all as soon as possible.
"Two choices, either I kill you, or you kill yourself."
The mark on his wrist began to heat up again, and Fei Wan felt a little uneasy.
She didn't want to involve Jun Zhiyuan.
She retracted her sword and changed her mind, but she still remained cold and indifferent.
"Let's make a deal."
…
"Jun Zhiyuan, you still won't hand Fei Wan over?"
Rongze pursed his lips and looked coldly at the people in the hall.
The demon world has a special barrier that is not easy to break.
He was in the Spirit Transformation Stage and forced his way into the Demon Realm, suffering some injuries. Fei Wan was his disciple, and he should have been worried about her safety, but when he learned that she was trapped in the Demon Palace, he panicked.
It was as if he was worried about losing something and couldn't wait a moment, risking injury and forcing his way out.
He was Fei Wan's master, and Jun Zhiyuan had no intention of arguing with him. He originally wanted to discuss it properly, but the emotion revealed in his eyes was something Jun Zhiyuan was very familiar with.
Jun Zhiyuan looked at him, his face without a smile, but serious and earnest: "I won't let go, you can't protect her."
For the first time, Rong Ze's frosty face showed a look of surprise, as if he had not expected that the Demon Lord in front of him would be so protective of Fei Wan.
"What is your purpose in approaching her?"
Hearing the word "purpose", Jun Zhiyuan was slightly stunned.
"If I still have any intention of using her, you will not be able to enter the demon world."
All of this was his indulgence and acquiescence.
Ye Nanxing and others went to the Demon Palace to look for Fei Wan. Rong Ze came to see him alone. Rong Ze treated him as a great enemy and even summoned all the sects in the cultivation world, fearing that he would lead the demons to attack the cultivation world one day.
Jun Zhiyuan lowered his eyes, showing no interest in this and not taking it to heart.
Seeing that Jun Zhiyuan was so "obstinate", Rongze moved his sword without moving his body, and the sword shadows overlapped, attacking the people in the hall.
Seeing him attack, there was no reason for Jun Zhiyuan not to fight back.
It seems that the girl learned swordsmanship from Rongze?
Jun Zhiyuan not only did not find it difficult to deal with, but found it even more interesting.
He pursed his lips slightly as if he found it amusing, but the next moment, a hint of worry flashed across Jun Zhiyuan's eyes. He almost didn't have time to dodge Rong Ze's sword, leaving a bloody mark on the back of his hand.
Jun Zhiyuan had no time to care about this.
The feeling about that girl disappeared.
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