I am not a demon because I have the equivalent scale

At this time, a dark ghostly mist suddenly appeared next to her, shrouding her in it.

An energy shield shone out in front of her and quickly enveloped her whole body. And he scolded: "Liu..."

Before he could say anything, a dark white ghost claw poked out from the ghost mist.

"Wave!"

The energy shield made a crisp sound and was directly broken by the ghost claws. Immediately afterwards, her body was eroded by the ghost mist and she fell to the ground stiffly.

"bump!"

The body fell into the room with a soft sound.

Liu Chengyu looked at this scene with a slight feeling in his heart. He was already sure that Wang Zijia was at least a wine-sacrifice cultivator. Before in the Guild Realm, it was probably that his cultivation level was sealed, or he had just been promoted in the past few days.

Judging from its power, it is estimated that it is most likely that the seal cultivation base will go in to do things. After all, the related changes in the treacherous realm afterward are obviously not normal.

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Wang Zijia ignored the change in Liu Chengyu's expression. After controlling the young woman, he strolled up to the young woman who was shrouded in ghost mist and looked as black as rigor mortis.

Under the horrified look of the young woman, she deliberately stretched out her hand and pointed it at the center of her eyebrows.

At the same time, the power of the demon, accompanied by the ghost mist, quietly began to invade the other party's body. Because there was no cover up, the other party clearly felt that something was wrong with her body and that something terrible was moving inside her body.

Unfortunately, she couldn't even move her eyes, which were flashing with fear.

After doing this, Wang Zijia flipped his hand and threw an ordinary concealment array into the room, then walked across the door and walked into the house.

Seeing this, Liu Chengyu quickly stepped forward and brought the woman who was lying at the door, stiff as a corpse, into the room.

As the concealment formation was activated, the three people disappeared into the room.

At this time, the demon cultivation was also completed. Wang Zijia's mind moved and she quietly came to the other party's sea of ​​chaotic consciousness.

With this first experience, Wang Zijia easily found the tiny spot of oath in the opponent's light spot weight and redeemed it.

Name: Yin Mei

Spiritual root: medium grade

Cultivation: Senior boy

Daoxing: One hundred years (16000/16000)

Technique:······

I briefly sorted out the other party's information. Judging from his background, it turned out to be quite good, but he was content to be ordinary for so many years.

It's right to think about it. After all, he is a hidden child carefully selected by the Demon Sect and has been lurking for so many years. If he had stretched his hips too much, he would have been dead long ago.

After doing this, Wang Zijia withdrew from the opponent's chaotic sea of ​​consciousness.

"Snapped!"

With a snap of Wang Zijia's fingers, wisps of ghost mist overflowed from the other party's body, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Who are you and what do you want to do? Senior Brother Liu..." After regaining control of her body, the young woman Yin Mei asked quickly.

Wang Zijia frowned slightly and had no intention of replying.

"Snapped!"

Snapped his fingers again.

"Uh...ah..."

The young woman's face froze at first, and then she let out a shrill roar. She was like a flesh worm, struggling crazily on the ground. Strangely, there were no wounds on her body.

Wang Zijia ignored her and looked at the room. It was a training room. Wang Zijia pulled up a stool, sat down, turned over her hands and produced a tea set, and began to make tea leisurely.

When Liu Chengyu looked at Yin Mei's appearance, his whole body trembled. Thinking of his previous hellish experience, cold sweat flowed down his back uncontrollably.

Forcibly suppressing the panic in his heart, he stepped forward tremblingly, wanting to serve Wang Zijia, but Wang Zijia raised his hand to stop him. I had to stand aside and grind.

"Senior, junior is wrong, junior is wrong, junior will never dare to do it again. Junior is also forced..."

In less than half a quarter of an hour, the young woman Yin Mei began to beg for mercy.

The ground she was lying on was covered in water stains, not just sweat, but also urine.

Liu Chengyu looked at this scene, but he didn't look down on it in the slightest. Only those who have endured the feeling of being carelessly manipulated in life and death, or even having their entire consciousness being crushed by someone, can know what kind of horrific torture it is.

"Snapped!"

With a snap of Wang Zijia's fingers, the young woman's whole body stiffened, and then softened like mud.

"breathe······"

Then, she started breathing heavily. At that moment, she almost thought she had gone to the eighteenth level of hell.

"Are you awake?" Wang Zijia looked at the other party indifferently.

The young woman's body trembled, and she knelt down with difficulty. She glanced at Liu Chengyu and said, "Whatever the senior wants to know, the junior must tell you everything."

Obviously, she had realized that Wang Zijia could not be a member of the secret hall, otherwise he would not be so indiscriminate and start to torture like this without even asking a word.

"Tell her!" Wang Zijia looked at Liu Chengyu and said calmly.

"Yes!" When Liu Chengyu accepted the order, he began to explain to the young woman: "This is the uncle of the sect's hidden lineage. Our affairs..."

Prince Jia Zhe waved his hand and put away the concealment array, sat on a chair, and slowly brewed the spiritual tea. There were wisps of green smoke, and the spiritual energy was clear, showing his casualness.

"In other words, I will become a shadow soldier of the sect from now on? I will serve the sect, right?" The young woman Yin Mei concluded after listening to Liu Chengyu's words.

"Well, that's about it." Liu Chengyu glanced at Wang Zijia quietly, and when he saw that he didn't react, he nodded.

"If you don't want to, it's okay. I'm willing to give you a ride." Wang Zijia was sipping tea at this moment and said calmly.

Yin Mei's reaction to this matter was even more straightforward than Liu Chengyu's. He said directly to Wang Zijia, straightforwardly and straightforwardly:

"Thank you for your kindness, senior. I am willing to be a shadow. I was sent to Wanyu by the Demon Sect when I was young. In fact, compared with the Demon Sect, if there is a choice, I would rather be a disciple of Wanyu Sect. Even if I am a shadow, it is better than being a secret spy."

"Huo, you are sober and clear." Wang Zijia raised his eyebrows and looked at the other party.

That's right, anyway, they are all doing things under someone's control, and it doesn't matter who they work for.

The young woman showed a miserable expression and said, "Senior, please understand. I am just forced to do this."

Her pale face was filled with misery, pity, and helplessness. Her sweat-soaked clothes were clinging to her body, and her body was barely visible. She was more pitiful than a fallen girl. I felt sorry for her.

Wang Zijia, who had seen all kinds of "disc" scenes in his previous life, just glanced at her indifferently. He flipped his hand and a summons with the power of the owner's communication and the power of the mind illusion flew out and sank into the other person's body.