His lips had been burned by the flames just now, and only his scattered teeth were exposed, and combined with the flesh and blood covered with pus and blood, it looked particularly terrifying.

But there was no pain in Wen Zhe's only intact eyes, only creepy ruthlessness and malice. "This is the best. In this way, I can execute the tasks assigned by the director without any psychological burden!"

Zhongli was stunned and a bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart.

His hands quickly formed seals, and his chapped lips squirmed, as if he was about to spit out something.

But before he could move, a cold light had already jumped from the ground and headed towards the old man's face.

when--!

Jun Shitian raised his hand and blocked the cold light.

The old man's life was saved.

But Wen Zhe also took this opportunity to quickly take a few steps back and came to the unconscious Mo Lian.

The devil-binding rope that was originally bound to Wen Zhe's body was automatically untied at some point.

As the demonic energy circulated, his bloody face healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But in a short period of time, it was impossible to fully heal successfully, and it still looked as ferocious as a ghost.

Min Wei, Tianhe, Xue Ji and others rushed towards him without stopping.

However, the bodies and bags of several people all hit an invisible wall and were directly bounced back.

Wen Zhe sneered, ignored them, but grabbed Mo Lian's collar and lifted the person up.

Mo Lian opened her eyes in a daze and saw a twisted and terrifying face. She was so scared that she screamed in horror.

"Shh!"

Wen Zhe's hand pressed against the newly grown lips and said softly, "Mo Lian, do you remember that Master told you before that he would do something for you in the future?"

"Master, you... are you master?" Mo Lian asked tremblingly, "Master, why did you become like this? What is this? Didn't you say you want me to serve the Emperor of the Jiyu?"

Wen Zhe laughed softly and said hoarsely: "Something has changed. The original plan could not be implemented smoothly. Now we can only use the second plan arranged by the owner."

"The second solution?"

"This plan requires your help. Mo Lian. Mo Lian, you will definitely help Master, right?"

Mo Lian has always obeyed "Zhongli".

Hearing this, he subconsciously wanted to nod.

But when faced with Zhongli's sinister and deep eyes, a sense of panic surged in his heart for no reason.

"Master, what do you want your disciple to help..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Lian suddenly widened her eyes, her lips trembled, her whole body was stiff, and she slowly lowered her head and looked at her chest.

On her chest, a hand penetrated.

That was Wen Zhe's hands that had been burned most of them.

The bones were exposed, and the blood and flesh were incredibly painful.

At this moment, the hand was holding her heart tightly and then pulling it out bit by bit.

"Ah!! It hurts so much! Master, what are you going to do?"

Tear!

The heart was pulled out.

Mo Lian was so painful that she could only let out screams after screaming, trying desperately to break free and run away.

But Wen Zhe smiled and stretched his hand into the void in her chest, "Don't worry! There is still something not taken out!"

That's a magic core.

Wen Zhe pulled out her magic core.

Mo Lian widened her eyes and looked at the man in front of her, her lips squirming, but she couldn't make any sound.
Chapter completed!