. Now, Zhao Zhen was a little surprised by Mei Ji's cultivation, but he didn't expect that in just a few decades, he had entered the Yuan Infant Period. However, Zhao Zhen was quickly relieved, thinking that Mei Ji might have practiced some kind of magic skill that quickly improved her cultivation, so that her cultivation had improved rapidly.

However, even if her cultivation was higher than Zhao Zhen, Zhao Zhen would not be afraid of anything, and after a while, she finally spoke: "It's just that there is something unclear below, I can't imagine that the girl once guarded herself like jade when she encountered two disciples of the Spirit Flame Palace in Guyun Mountain, but today she has become the top brand charm of the ** building!"

As soon as Zhao Zhen said this, Mei Ji's bewitching and seductive body suddenly trembled, and the majestic waves on her chest also rose and fell because of the excitement in her heart, and she recovered from the shock. At that time, there was a big competition between the sects, and they were desecrated by two disciples of the Spirit Flame Palace in Guyun Mountain, and they were rescued by a mysterious person, and they didn't see each other's faces at that time. Now, the man in front of him actually knew about it, and Mei Ji suddenly guessed that the man in front of him was the one who rescued him in Guyun Mountain back then. However, at the moment, Mei Ji was not sure, and hurriedly asked, "Childe, are you?"

Having said that, Zhao Zhen has nothing to hide from the past: "I know who the girl is below, but I didn't expect that the girl would fall to such a point!"

Zhao Zhen's sentence was extremely serious, but it was more of a disappointment, I didn't expect that the woman I saved back then would become the top girl in the festival today, but it was a loss to Zhao Zhen's rescue back then.

And after Mei Ji listened to Zhao Zhen's words, her slightly bewitching face couldn't help but glow with a trace of desolation, her pretty nose twitched slightly, and her eye frames suddenly turned red: "It's not what Mei Ji wants, but Mei Ji's life should be like this."

Speaking of this, Mei Ji's emotions became extremely excited, and before she finished speaking, she suddenly frowned slightly, and finally couldn't hold it back, a black blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, but her delicate body was unstable and suddenly fell unconscious.

Zhao Zhen was shocked when he saw this, his figure flashed, he grabbed Meiji's crumbling delicate body, and found that Meiji had passed out, and hurriedly carried her to the bed. Looking at the black blood stains on the corner of Meiji's mouth, Zhao Zhen naturally knew that Meiji had been poisoned, and was ready to check for Meiji. However, just as Zhao Zhen grabbed Mei Ji's snow-white wrist and was about to take the pulse, a blood-red figure walked outside the door.

"Bang"

The door of the room was kicked open, with a loud bang, the door panel was suddenly torn apart, and more than ten demon cultivators jumped in immediately, led by a man, dressed in a blood-red robe, embroidered with a unicorn with teeth and claws on his chest, with a bit of sarcasm on his gloomy face, so proud that he seemed to look at Zhao Zhen, it was a great gift: "Dare to grab the brand of Mei Ji with this young master, but it is not small!"

Seeing the man who entered the room, he immediately looked at the dozen or so Yuan Infant Demon Cultivators who appeared beside him, and Zhao Zhen also frowned slightly: "Young Master Wang Cicada of the Blood Demon Sect?"

"Presumptuous, when you see my son-in-law, don't you kneel down and kowtow?" Seeing that his young master was called by his name, several Yuan Infant Demon Cultivation servants around him couldn't help but jump out, and pointed at Zhao Zhen with their nostrils pointing to the sky and scolding.

In normal times, even if they are slaves in the infancy stage, they have to grovel when they see the young master, but now, there is a guy in the Jindan period, who actually dares to compete with his own young master for the brand of Mei Ji, how can these slaves not be angry for the young master?

These slaves have also been with the young master of the Blood Demon Sect for a long time, and they have naturally seen many big names. It would be fine if the junior in front of him was a figure with a head and a face, but none of the slaves present had ever seen Zhao Zhen, and there would be no tough backstage after thinking about it, and these slaves were also full of confidence at the moment.

The Bloody Demon Sect is the first major faction in the Demon Gate, and among the Demon Gate, there is no character who can't be provoked, how can a junior in the Jindan period be put in his eyes? The Demon Gate is different from the Daomen, there is no need to talk about morality, everything is based on strength, although it is in the ** building, but as long as the power is large, you can use force, and no one will say anything in the Demon Gate.

The voices of these servants fell, and more than a dozen Jindan stage demon cultivators poured in outside, but this was still because the size of the room was limited, and many people couldn't follow in. Putting aside those Jindan Demon Cultivators, there are more than a dozen Yuan Infant Demon Cultivators alone, and such a force is enough to force any Jindan Cultivator to comply. Suppressing people with power, this is the power of the young master of the Blood Demon Sect, he doesn't have to rely on any fancy means, but the power and confidence that this identity gives him.

At this moment, the rest of the people in the ** building have already set their eyes on this small room, the strong suppression of more than a dozen Yuan Infant Demon Cultivators, such a power, even if they are masters at the peak of Yuan Infancy, I am afraid that they have to think about it, and Zhao Zhen seems to be only a junior in the early stage of Jindan, not to mention, the identity of the young master of the Blood Demon Sect is even more terrifying, under such a strong force, is there anyone who dares to hold on?

No one is optimistic about Zhao Zhen, although the young master of the Blood Demon Sect, Wang Chan, is only a cultivator in the early stage of Jindan, but with the power of the Blood Demon Sect, no one doubts the consequences of Zhao Zhen if he does not kowtow and kneel. In addition to the absence of bones, the only possibility is the split of the five horses.

Zhao Zhen naturally won't listen to these guys, for the young master of the Blood Demon Sect, I'm afraid that even if he kowtows and kneels, it will not be of any use. Seeing that Zhao Zhen didn't react in any way, the feeling of being ignored also made Wang Cicada's face even more gloomy, his eyes were cold, and his red palm mixed with rolling blood mist gushed out, faintly revealing a trace of cold breath, and hit Zhao Chen's head angrily. Seeing this, the rest of the demon cultivators also rushed up, poked out their pitch-black palms from their cuffs, and went straight to Zhao Zhen, who was sitting at the head of the bed.

Zhao Zhen's face sank when he saw this, originally Zhao Zhen didn't want to cause trouble, but the people of the Blood Demon Sect deceived people too much, and it was impossible for Zhao Zhen to be slaughtered. Indifferently looking at the dozen or so people rushing towards him, the blood-winged flying sword instantly appeared in Zhao Chen's hand, and then the blood-red soul ligament in his body surged out, and his figure flashed, and the next moment he appeared in front of Wang Chan, the young master of the Blood Demon Sect, and the flying sword in his hand was raised high, slashing at Wang Chan's head from above.

Wang Chan's eyes were startled, and he was about to dodge, but the room was already crowded but there was no way to avoid it, seeing that Zhao Zhen's flying sword was approaching, Wang Chan's eyes were fierce, and he grabbed a Jin Dan beside him and blocked Zhao Zhen's blow.

Suddenly, this Jindan Demon Cultivator, who was used as a target by Wang Cicada, quickly shrank and curled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and within a moment it turned into a skinny and bony dry corpse.

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