Seeing the person in front of him, Shen Xiaole felt desperate in his heart.

At this time, she felt that this world full of sunshine was also full of malice.

Faith, trust, confidence, all collapsed in an instant.

"Master, the man has been brought. ”

Beitang clasped his fists and saluted, he hesitated for a moment, and then said, "She has lost all her mana." ”

When Zixin heard this, his face changed suddenly, and he was furious.

"What did you say?!"

Beitang stubbornly said again: "Master, she has lost all her mana..."

As soon as his words fell, Zixin slapped towards Beitang, knocking him directly away, falling to the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Waste, how much effort I have spent, and now it is ruined!" Zixin was furious.

His face was full of anger and a very vicious look, which was very different from his usual gentle appearance.

Shen Xiaole always had a sneer on his lips.

When Beitang took her out of the secret realm, she had already guessed that all this was Zixin's layout.

lure the master into the devil, plunder her to make a furnace, and release news to lure various sects into the secret realm and catch them all.

Only Zixin can do all this, and only he benefits the most.

No wonder they waited in Pingliao City for three days before entering the secret realm, in order to give each sect time to enter and die, right?

Recalling the previous scenes, Shen Xiaole only felt sarcastic and ridiculous.

Zixin wanted to get her early on, so he asked Beitang to lure her to the Temple of the Gods, so he saved her when she was cornered.

In the future, he invited her and Qiwei into his trap with a favor...

I have to say that Zixin is really powerful and calculates everyone.

"Master, the disciple is not doing well, please punish him. Beitang knelt on the ground and said.

"Don't you know how I lost my mana? You blame him rather than yourself, you have exhausted the tricks, but you make wedding dresses for others in vain!"

Shen Xiaole couldn't help but be sarcastic.

Zixin frowned, anger came to his heart, the mana in his hand condensed, and he sent it towards Shen Xiaole.

Shen Xiaole was hit by Zixin's mana, and the whole person was thrown away and fell to the ground.

"Master, she doesn't have mana now, and she can't withstand the beating, so you better be merciful. Beitang frowned.

"You can't save your own life, so you still care about her?"

Zixin sneered: "Don't worry, I won't kill her, mana can be repracticed, but the Ding Furnace is rare in the world." Take her back to the Temple of the Gods and lock her up!"

"Yes, sir. ”

Beitang got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, walked up to Shen Xiaole, and reached out to pull her up.

Shen Xiaole avoided Beitang's hand and got up by himself: "I'll go by myself!"

"You know each other the best, and you don't have to suffer much. Anyway, you can't escape the palm of my hand!"

Zixin snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and flew in the direction of the secret realm.

"Let's go, Shen Xiaole. ”

Beitang was quite polite to her, she had no mana, it was useless to resist, and obediently got on Beitang's sword.

She turned her head and looked at the location of the secret realm, and her heart was a little mixed.

When Zixin started to hit her just now, the shot was very heavy, but the mana hit her, only knocking her over, but not causing any damage to her.

She didn't hurt and didn't hurt...

Only the palm of the hand flickered slightly, and an ice flower loomed...

She looked down at her palm, which was empty, but her heart was filled with bitterness.