Prajna didn't say anything, but his eyes looked at Zhan Ye as if a sharp sword had penetrated the steel plate, and he had seen through Zhan Ye's lies.

Master Zhan didn't feel guilty either, and his handsome face, like a direct descendant, revealed a trace of leisurely contempt for the enemy.

"Master Zhan, my Taoist Immortal Master is very good at calculating things. You'd better not fool him. He has a bad temper. If you fool him, he might punish you. Master Zhan has always been aloof, and I'm afraid he doesn't want to be in front of everyone.

There must be some embarrassment in front of you." Prajna said.

Lord Zhan Han's dark pupils shone with a faint cold light, and his eyes were filled with domination and arrogance.

"You want to punish me?" It's not that easy. So Zhan Ye thought.

He glanced at the Taoist priest in white and said, "You claim to be Taoist priests from an immortal sect. How do I know that you are an orthodox and upright sect? What if you are a sneaky and evil sect?"

The face of the Taoist priest in white showed subtle displeasure. His sharp eyes warned Master Zhan: "Master Zhan, do you really not know where the tomb of the gods is?"

Zhan Hanjue said happily: "I don't know."

But as soon as he finished speaking, he found that his voice could not be heard at all. He tried to open his mouth to speak again, but no sound came out.

Lord Zhan Han suddenly realized that he had been silenced by this evil Taoist priest. Instead of being angry, he smiled, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes showed contempt for his enemy. He thought they could use some clever means to make him embarrassed, but it turned out that he was.

It's just a banal spell that's not worth mentioning.

Zheng Ling, however, felt sorry for Zhan Hanjue and kept calling out gently: "Brother Jue."

Zhan Hanjue gave her a reassuring smile. Zheng Ling saw the words on his lips were "Don't worry about me. I'm fine."

Zheng Ling angrily accused the Taoist priest in white: "Hurry up and untie my husband. You are so unreasonable."

The white-clothed Taoist priest's eyes fell deeply on Zheng Ling's face, from her face to her feet. Zheng Ling felt a nausea for some reason.

But a consciousness formed in her mind, as if she had seen this man somewhere.

In this life, she searched for a place where she could intersect with him in her growth experience, but in vain.

Zheng Ling then speculated that this person was her old enemy in her previous life.

"Zheng Ling," the Taoist priest in white suddenly said, "I didn't expect that you and him would still have such a good relationship after being together for so many years. It seems that he really loves you."

Lord Zhan Han became wary and put Zheng Ling behind him to protect him.

The evil Taoist priest stared at Lord Zhan Han coldly: "Do you know? Why do I appear alone in this life? Because this life is your weakest life. In this life, I can change my destiny."

Zheng Ling stuck out his head and said angrily: "You are dreaming."

The white-clothed Taoist priest looked at Zheng Ling with eyes that were so hot that they glowed. "Zheng Ling, you've been with him for so long, it's time to separate."

Prajna's cold eyes were slightly soothing.

It seemed as if Zheng Ling and Zhan Hanjue's separation was a great joy for her.

Zheng Ling saw in Prajna her desire for Zhan Hanjue.

Zheng Ling suddenly pulled Zhan Hanjue tighter.

"Brother Jue."

Lord Zhan Han held her in his arms, fearless as soldiers came to block her and water came to cover her.

At this time, Yu Chengqian came over angrily, put his hands on his hips, and looked at the Taoist priest in white: "Who the hell are you? You want to ask if I agree if you go to Yujiazhai to act wild?"

The Taoist priest's sinister gaze struck him, and Yu Chengqian felt as if he had been electrocuted, making him feel uncomfortable all over.


Chapter completed!