The four men I've been slag have all come to the door

Qiong Tian choked his neck tightly, but the two of them couldn't move in the end.

Jiang Zinian saw that the coldness in Qiongtian's eyes deepened.

In the end, that bit of darkness gradually sank into his eyes.

Qiongtian looked at him for a while, then let go of his hand abruptly.

After Jiang Zinian was let go, he couldn't help coughing a few times.

Qiongtian looked at Jiang Zinian and frowned suddenly.

"How did you become like this?"

The turbulent emotions at the beginning had gradually calmed down. Looking at Jiang Zinian whose whole body was translucent, Qiong Tian seemed to have a look in his eyes that Jiang Zinian couldn't understand.

He frowned slightly, as if dissatisfied with his current state.

Qiongtian himself is the strongest Demon Lord in the entire Demon Race, he is the king of the Demon Realm, Dongyang Jun was also a very powerful Demon Lord in the Demon Realm back then.

People who can be recognized by Qiongtian will naturally not be mediocre.

Now, seeing Jiang Zinian like this, whether he is a close friend or an opponent, Qiongtian's pride makes him disdain to fight with such a person.

The opponent he had been searching for for more than ten years turned out to be so weak, which made Qiongtian suddenly feel a sense of being ridiculed.

Qiongtian pinches Jiang Zinian's chin.

He asked, "What happened in these years?"

Qiongtian met Jiang Zinian's eyes.

Qiongtian noticed that this person had changed.

Although the deed of life and death told him that this person was Dongyang, the look on his brows was too strange.

And this person is too weak.

He is now in the state of a soul body, and his body is so light that it is almost weightless.

Qiongtian couldn't even feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power on him.

Dongyang has never been so weak.

He's someone who can fight alongside him.

The demons are all aggressive people, but Dongyang is not. People often laugh at him for not being a demon, but for the pure-hearted and ascetic cultivators outside.

Qiongtian looked at the clearness and indifference between his brows and eyes, but this way he looked a bit like Dongyang.

Dongyang is different from all demons.

The demons value desires, but Dongyang doesn't care about wealth, power, and beauties, and regards them as things outside of him.

Therefore, when he learned that Dongyang betrayed him for the position of Demon Lord, Qiongtian never thought of it.

Being with Dongyang for too long, his gentle and courteous appearance was disguised so well that Qiongtian forgot that he was also a demon.

Demons are all evil and greedy, and their desires will never be satisfied.

Where can there be a demon with a truly pure heart and asceticism.

The higher the demon race, the heavier the desire.

This may be God's punishment for the demons, it wants them to never be satisfied.

Looking at the frail soul body in his hand, Qiong Tian somehow felt in his heart that a certain place seemed to be blocked.

Regarding Qiongtian's question, Jiang Zinian just pursed his pale lips, and said, "It's okay."

Qiongtian snorted coldly.

Qiongtian didn't know how Jiang Zinian became a human being. According to Qiongtian's knowledge, there was no way in this world to turn a demon into a human being.

In the past fifty years, something must have happened to this person that he never thought of, what's more...

At the beginning, when he jumped off the cliff, he left behind.

This person who is closest to him has been hiding a huge secret from him.

The cold light in Qiongtian's eyes flickered slightly.

One day, he will know what this secret is.

During the few days when Jiang Zinian came here, Qiongtian imprisoned him in his bedroom.

Qiongtian hasn't been back to his dormitory for the past few days, except for the maids who bring him food every day, Jiang Zinian may not have seen Qiongtian for a long time.

Those maids looked at Jiang Zinian with somewhat ambiguous eyes.

Jiang Zinian would occasionally hear people talking about it, after all, this was the first time the Mozun had brought someone into the dormitory in so many years.

Although... the "person" brought back is really a bit strange.

He was translucent all over.

Those maids didn't know anything about "soul cultivation". They saw that although Jiang Zinian was translucent all over, he had delicate features and a good complexion.

Everyone even wondered if the Mozun would be fine with this one.

I like this kind of "translucent".

Jiang Zinian didn't know what the maids were thinking, but he himself understood what those ambiguous eyes meant.

Jiang Zinian stayed in Qiongtian's bedroom for three days.

Because Jiang Zinian is now a soul body, so naturally he can't eat what ordinary people eat.

To keep the soul pure, the soul cannot eat all kinds of food, so now Jiang Zinian can only absorb some spiritual energy from spirit stones, or drink a small amount of jade liquid.

For a person who has long been used to eating human fireworks, this change made Jiang Zinian extremely painful.

All delicacies have nothing to do with him since then.

Jiang Zinian, who was tormented by this thought, almost became depressed...

So, when he met Jiang Zinian in the fourth sky, the soul body before him seemed to be thinner than when he first met him.

Why is he so unwilling to stay by his side...

Jiang Zinian saw a cold look on the sky.

"Take it."

There was also a bit of coldness in Qiongtian's voice.

Soon, a few men in black came out from nowhere and dragged Jiang Zinian down.

Jiang Zinian had no time to struggle, so he was held hostage by several men in black and brought down.

Those men in black suppressed Jiang Zinian, and Jiang Zinian couldn't move at all.

Suddenly, Jiang Zinian felt that his eyes were suddenly plunged into darkness, and his sanity gradually became blurred.

As soon as Jiang Zinian opened his eyes, he found an incomparably huge piece of brocade suddenly appeared in front of him. Jiang Zinian looked up, and it turned out to be a gorgeous dress.

The black brocade was woven with golden threads, Jiang Zinian looked up and saw the sky.

Just as Jiang Zi Nian was about to raise his arm, he suddenly found that he couldn't move his arm.

For some reason, Qiong Tian's whole body was magnified several times in front of him.

When he lowered his head, he realized that he had turned into a small sapling.

I don't know what kind of sapling this sapling is. It looks very sparse, bare, and even ugly.

The trunk of this tree is golden, and the few scattered leaves on it are green, like emerald greens, and they look very delicate.

Jiang Zi Nian was startled suddenly, just as he was about to speak, he found that he couldn't utter a word.

Unable to say a word or move at all.

Jiang Zinian couldn't help staring at Qiongtian angrily. At present, the premise is that if the anger of a small sapling can also be expressed...

Therefore, even though Jiang Zinian glared at someone angrily, at most it was Ye Zi trembling a few times.

The few leaves trembled a few times, but Jiang Zinian didn't dare to tremble any more. There were only three leaves on a tree, and they were all green.

When Jiang Zinian looked at Qiongtian like this, unexpectedly, Qiongtian seemed to feel his anger completely.

The eyes of the sky are as cold and proud as frost.

He looked down at Jiang Zinian from a high position, pursing his thin lips lightly.

His face is not angry and majestic.

He looked at Jiang Zinian who was trembling slightly in front of the whole tree, and the sky looked at him for a while, but the look in his eyes suddenly flashed a touch of softness.

But the words that came out of his mouth were still so cold.

"Stay here well."

These words sounded like a threat to Jiang Zinian's ears.

Jiang Zinian was stunned for a moment.

Qiongtian glanced at him, then left.

Jiang Zinian was suddenly plunged into darkness.

In the darkness, he could feel some kind of undercurrent under his feet.

It was too dark around, and he had just glanced over in a hurry, he couldn't tell where he was, he only knew that it was a closed small room, empty and nothing.

At this moment, after Qiongtian left, Jiang Zinian felt that the darkness was even more terrifying.

Because the room was pitch black, Jiang Zinian couldn't tell what time it was outside.

Under the soles of the feet was the wet and soft soil, Jiang Zinian felt nutrients pouring from the soles of the feet into all parts of the body.

The feeling of drawing nutrients from the soil made him feel very uncomfortable.

It was pitch black all around, and there was no sound at all.

I don't know how long I've been here.

That deadly atmosphere has been weighing heavily on his heart.

A claustrophobic environment can be fatal.

Jiang Zinian has already begun to doubt whether this is a way of punishment from Qiongtian.

He can't move his limbs now, and he can't even speak.

Being locked up in this claustrophobic environment.

Even if you die, no one will know.