It's completely different from what I just saw.

How could this happen? When An Yunqi looked at Chu Zhiyin again, she found that she looked solemn and her eyes were motionless.

“Is there any problem above?”

Chu Zhiyin glanced at Yu Shu and Zhang Muye not far away, "The people here are real and fake, and some people used illusion to control the people inside."

She didn't know what it meant to control the people here. Was she afraid of being seen by someone?

The answer came out faster than she had imagined. Before she could explore the situation with her spiritual fire, a cloud of black mist landed from the air.

It's the heart-drawing demon!

Chu Zhiyin took back the spirit fire and quietly looked at the heart-drawing demon who fell to the ground. This time, the black mist turned into a human form, wearing a full-colored dress and a black mask on his face.

He was tall and looked like a young man, but the last time he spoke was so hoarse and ugly.

She now understands the meaning of controlling these people, preventing people from seeing such riots on the spot to cause panic.

A heart-drawing demon who kills people will have such a good heart?

Being in the illusion created by the Heart-digging Demon, Qingmu would not be awake without the help of someone who knows magic.

Chu Zhiyin glanced at Yu Shu and Zhang Muye who were still eating and drinking, and smiled foolishly. When she saw her eyes, she raised her glass to say hello.

Unexpectedly, An Yunqi woke up faster than Zhang Muye.

"Meet again." The heart-drawing demon stood at the door of the hall, keeping a safe distance from them.

The other party's attitude was very relaxed, as if there was no sign of attack.

"I don't know what happened to Fang?"

The fragrance of Zhang Muye has disappeared, and it should be of no value to the heart-drawing demon. What is his purpose?

"Someone made a wish to me." The heart-stopping demon voice was faint, and I couldn't hear any emotion.

Chu Zhiyin subconsciously looked in Su Qing's direction, looking at her hatred Qingming eyes.

I see.

"Wish?" she repeated gently, "Do you want me to die, or do you want someone to leave?"

The mask of the heart-drawing demon moved, as if he was laughing, "Miss Chu, you are very smart."

“That’s natural.”

An Yunqi listened to their conversation and looked at the dinner table. When he saw Su Qing, he understood the meaning.

He stared at the heart-drawing demon, "What do you want to do?"

Facing An Yunqi's pressure, the Heart-Digging Demon had no feeling at all, "Your wife, I'm going to take it away."

An Yunqi sneered, "You can try it."

Chu Zhiyin even sneered at the arrogance of the Heart-drawing Demon, "Can you take me away? Don't forget that your soul is still sealed in a bottle by me, has the wound recovered?"

Faced with her ridicule, the Heart-Daoshi did not respond at all, "Thank you for your concern, it's almost done. Your magic is very strange, but it may not be impossible to beat you."

"How about we make a bet? If I win, I will leave, if I lose, you will follow me to leave?"

Chu Zhiyin burst out laughing, "Do you think I am like an obedient person? What bets can you beat me before you talk about it?"

She quickly put her palm out and attacked in the direction of the heart-drawing demon, targeting the mask on his face.

A villain is shrinking his head and tail and dare not show his true face.

The heart-drawing demon teleported to one side and avoided her palm. Chu Zhiyin also reacted very quickly and immediately moved to his side.

The two of them fought and formed a afterimage, and they could no longer be watched with their naked eyes.

The Heart-Drawing Demon has never responded to Chu Zhiyin in a positive way. Every time she can touch him, he speeds up and avoids him without taking the initiative to attack her.

He was testing her abilities.

The more she used her spiritual power, the less she could not be noticed by him. She put her palm back to An Yunqi, and the skill of the Heart-drawing Demon was not weak.

She needs to break it with one blow, and she suffers a long tug-of-war.

"What's the point of keeping hiding? Don't you dare to fight for a good fight?" Chu Zhiyin said.

When An Yunqi saw the person back, he asked worriedly: "Is it okay? Can you deal with it?"

Chu Zhiyin nodded to him and said confidently: "It's easy to catch him."

This sentence is very loud, and Yu Guang looked at the heart-drawing demon in despising him.

"Heart-digging demon, why do you want to capture me? I want my heart?" Chu Zhiyin looked at him.

"No," said the heart-drawing demon, "the one who wants you."

"Why? I don't think I have grown into a beautiful and beautiful country, so I can see you at first glance."

Before he could answer, An Yunqi said, "It's for your wife."

I clearly felt the heart-drawing demon stuttering, and my eyes under the mask stared at An Yunqi tightly.

Chu Zhiyin looked at An Yunqi in surprise and asked in a low voice: "How do you know?"

"Guess."

"Guess?"

When Chu Zhiyin saw An Yunqi's mysterious look, she knew that this person had known some clues long ago.

Seeing the heart-threatening demon in silence, An Yunqi continued, "The situation is probably not good, Mr. Xuan, right?"

"Ah?" Chu Zhiyin dropped her chin in shock.

She heard it right, did she? Xuan Langjun? The celebrity in Shizhou?

A gentle and heart-wrenching person?

She looked at the heart-drawing demon in disbelief. The other party was silent and chuckled after a moment.

"It turns out that I underestimated Mr. An, then you can't live in this world."

After saying that, his fingers slowly removed the mask from his face.

Xuan Langjun's handsome face appeared, with a calm and fearless expression, without any panic at all.

Chu Zhiyin was shocked, it was him!

An Yunqi had a expressionless face, "Your master can't kill me, do you think you can?"

What?

Chu Zhiyin was completely confused. Who was his master and why did he kill An Yunqi?

"Master just doesn't want to kill you. Do you really think he can't kill you?"

"Is that true? I want to kill him, but he doesn't want to kill me. Why is that?"

"Of course you are the son of that woman, let you go."

"Ha, aren't you afraid of the Youmo Stone in my hand?"

Mr. Xuan was silent.

Chu Zhiyin was full of question marks, do they know each other?

When An Yunqi saw her confused expression, he explained: "He is the disciple of Master Emperor, and I have heard of it before."

No wonder there are so many evil ways.

"Then how do you know that he is for his wife? Isn't Xuan Langjun's wife dead?"

"Guess, seeing the sequelae of Master Zhang, I guess it's the heart-digging demon for the woman."

That night, he saw the black fog of the heart-drawing demon, and he had doubts in his heart. He had heard about the emperor's disciples before, but the relationship between master and apprentice was not good, so his disciples wandered around for the sake of the woman.

His apprentice was a hundred years ago, and his wife was not young. In order to nourish her skin, Huang Muhua connected everything, which made him guess.

Of course, it was also a gamble.

Unexpectedly, the other party admitted it very quickly. Xuan Lang, whom Shi Zhou admired, was a heart-drawing demon, and no one believed him if he said it.

Chu Zhiyin admires An Yunqi's association and hates the arrogance of the heart-drawing demon.

"Mr. Xuan, you are loved by the whole city. How could you do anything to them?"

The gentle and kind image collapsed the moment he knew he was a heart-drawing demon.
Chapter completed!