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From the corner of the eye, the young master of the Demon Palace caught a glimpse of the handsome young man staring at him, feeling unhappy, and turned around with frowns to meet Wandong's gaze.

Wandong's heart trembled violently when he stared at him with such cold eyes.

"Benefactor Mei, don't look at him." Xuanji reminded.

If it wasn't for Xuanji's words to remind him, Wandong might not be able to recover for a while.When he withdrew his mind, he only sighed that this person had such a strong internal force, such a bewitching force needs internal force to support it...

"This young master of the Demon Palace is practicing evil kung fu that absorbs the internal energy of others. Master Mei, remember not to look at him when you are fighting him."

"...Okay." After hearing this, Wandong felt his back go cold, don't tell him that Fang Zixian has been sucked away by the young master of the Demon Palace...

This is miserable, this is the eldest son of Fang, if the Patriarch of the Fang family found out, wouldn't the entire martial arts world be blown up.

"Young Master of the Demon Palace, how about we make a deal." Monk Xuanji said suddenly.

The young master of the Demon Palace looked at Xuanji, but Xuanji slightly lowered his eyes, looking at the fingertips of his clasped palms.

"Not interested." The young master of the Demon Palace said coldly.

"Young master, you must be interested. The young master's magic skills have been stuck on the ninth floor. Now his body is damaged, and he has endured the pain of not being able to integrate his internal energy for a long time..."

"You." The young master of the Demon Palace interrupted him, "If you want to talk, follow me."

The young master of the Demon Palace carried Fang Zixian onto the horse, and quickly rode away to the north.

"Mystery?"

"Wandong wait for me here." Xuanji sighed.

"I will go with you!"

Xuanji shook his head and said with a smile: "Farewell, I still know Buhan a little bit, Wandong is waiting for me first."

Wandong: "Then be careful..."

"Ah."

Xuanji went after the young master of the Demon Palace, Wandong looked at the vast white Gobi Desert, feeling a sense of loneliness in his heart...

The young master of the Demon Palace asked Xuanji to talk alone because he sensed Wandong's strong internal power.

In fact, because he couldn't integrate his internal energy, he hadn't taken any internal energy for half a year, so naturally he didn't take Fang Zixian.

Although the young master of the Demon Palace is strong, he is also afraid of Wandong.In his opinion, Wandong's origin is unknown, and the most important thing to guard against.

He didn't dare to underestimate the people who were brought to him by Xuanji, so he only let Xuanji come here alone.

After walking away, Xuanji saw Buhan who was waiting for him a mile ahead.

"Young Master of the Demon Palace."

"Heh, Xuanji, long time no see." When Buhan greeted, Fang Zixian visibly trembled on horseback.

Xuanji just laughed, he knew what Buhan wanted to ask, Buhan didn't see him coming back from Xitian, and thought he was staying in Xitian, so when Buhan saw Xuanji and Wandong appearing together, Buhan was a little shocked.

These two are old friends. Three years ago, Xuanji traveled westward to seek the Dharma, and he passed by the Western Paradise to worship Yi on the way.

It was the young master of the Demon Palace who let him go.

Xuanji was also replaced with medicine back then, but the medicine was to save the Lord of the Demon Palace, Buhan's mother.

Xuanji came back from Xitian by sea, so Buhan didn't know that he had returned from Xitian.

"Young Master of the Demon Palace, your body..." Xuanji knew that his condition was poor, but he did not expect him to be so poor.

Buhan brushed the light-colored hair in front of his forehead, and snorted coldly: "Don't worry, it's still easy to kill you."

"...It's natural, but the poor monk still has the courage to persuade the young master to turn his back on it."

"Turn back to shore?" Buhan laughed wildly as if he had heard a big joke.

"If I don't practice evil skills, what kind of young master of the Demon Palace am I?"

"..." Fang Zixian's lips trembled.

Xuanji: "Uh, this...you can change the name of the palace."

Xuanji thought, maybe he had been with Wandong for a long time before he came up with this solution...

The corner of Fang Zixian's mouth twitched uncontrollably, this time even the young master of the Demon Palace was silent.

Wandong would have been surprised for a long time if he knew that the monk Xuanji, who was so serious and almost suffocated him all the way, suddenly became so humorous, but it's a pity that Wandong was rubbing his hands a mile away.

It was getting dark, and the temperature dropped sharply. It would be difficult to stay in such a Gobi desert without using internal strength.

Monk Xuanji didn't practice martial arts, and he was able to stay here because of medicine. The young master of the Demon Palace wanted Xuanji to take out the medicine on his body easily, because Xuanji didn't have martial arts, and he could get the things on Xuanji just by moving his fingers...

But Buhan didn't do this, which surprised even Fang Zixian.

How could it be possible to say that Buhan is a gentleman.It makes sense for Buhan to want to see how the monk freezes to death...?

"How is it, young master of the Demon Palace?" Xuanji asked again in a low voice, a little weakness could be heard in his voice.

"My young master agrees to your request, otherwise I wouldn't have talked so much nonsense with you, but not now, my young master asked Fang Zixian to lure Mrs. Zhu out. She killed my holy son and holy daughter, and she must die." The young master of the Demon Palace's tone became colder and colder, and his face gradually became ferocious.

"But you... also killed... the Zhu family's forty escorts..." Fang Zixian said word by word.

"Shut up!" Buhan slapped Fang Zixian on the back, forcing him to bleed out.

"Benefactor Buhan!" Xuanji yelled, "Benefactor Fang can no longer afford such palms."

Fang Zixian's tendons in his limbs were severed now, but he was only hanging there, and his life might be in danger at any time.

Buhan sneered: "It's very simple. If Mrs. Zhu shows up today, you can save him today. If not, you can wait here with me overnight."

Letting a person like Xuanji who has no martial arts stand here and wait all night, isn't that making him wait to die?

Both Xuanji and Fang Zixian understood the intention of the young master of the Demon Palace.

It was getting dark, Wandong couldn't hold back because he was worried about the mystery, and chased after him.

Buhan felt a powerful threat approaching, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Wandong approaching on horseback.

"Monk, tell him not to come over."

The closer a person with strong internal force gets closer, the unbridled internal force in his body will scurry around in his body.

Xuanji saw that Buhan's face changed suddenly, and when Wandong was getting closer, he probably understood something, and shouted: "Wandong, don't come here."

Buhan couldn't control his body, Wandong's powerful internal force was a fatal temptation for him, if he really wanted to fight, it might last a day and a night, and if he really sucked up the person's internal force, it would be a terrible temptation for him. It is nothing more than drinking poison to quench thirst.

In short, he would not choose to fight Wandong, because there is no benefit in any harm.

Wandong stopped, rubbed his reddened palms, and asked, "Have you discussed it?"

The monk smiled and said, "No."

"It's been so long, is it so difficult to negotiate? Could it be that the young master wants to wait for Miss Zhu to discuss it?" Wandong narrowed his eyes.

The monk blushed and coughed: "... Wandong is really smart."

The more Fang Zixian listened to it, the more he felt that this beautiful boy's voice was familiar. It was really familiar, but he couldn't remember where he heard it.