Do I... regret it?
Jiang Wang asked himself.
When he opened his eyes, he found that he was in a familiar restaurant.
It's because of familiarity that I left here.
It was the restaurant where he was captured in Zhongshan Kingdom.
In front of him was Zhao Xuanyang holding a wooden sword, and behind him were the tavern waiters and diners huddled in the corner.
He faced the sudden crisis, while those people were still whispering.
"Damn it, the demon spy is actually here!"
"Don't be afraid, Zhao Xuanyang is here, this thief can't escape today!"
"Look how he dies!"
"Please keep your voice down, this is a traitor, he does all kinds of evil, if anything, I'll back you off!"
"If you don't do good things, you have to be a lackey of the demons. You really deserve to die!"
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Those whispering voices were so clear to the ears of Jiang Wang, who controlled the voice-hearing immortal state. Every word, every bit of hatred... was clearly heard.
At this moment he was facing Zhao Xuanyang, feeling the pressure of death. At this moment he was listening to these whispers and feeling the hostility of these strangers towards him.
It's like being in a cramped dark room, enduring buzzing mosquitoes and flies.
Extremely painful!
No one knows what kind of willpower he uses to maintain his tranquility!
"They all think you are a devil!" The voice in my heart asked: "You might as well tell them what a devil should do!"
What should the devil do?
Use the lives of these people as a pledge to force Zhao Xuanyang to reveal his flaws and give himself a chance to escape. In this way, he will not have to be taken to Yujing Mountain, will not be publicly tried as a demon spy, and everything can be undone!
Do I... regret it?
Jiang Wang asked himself again.
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What should the devil... do?
"Jiang Wang? Jiang Wang?"
When Jiang Wang opened his eyes again, what he saw was Dong A's extremely serious and upright face.
There was a trace of concern in the eyes that looked at him at this time: "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
This is in the room where Dong A lives alone in Maplewood City Taoist Temple.
The time was...shortly before the destruction of Maplewood City.
And he had just reported to Dong A about the activities of White Bone Dao. He suspected that White Bone Dao was going to make a big move in Maplewood City in the near future, and he was also recognized as White Bone Daozi.
"Okay. You can go back."
"I'll handle it."
"Wei Quji, I will communicate personally."
"Practice hard and take good care of your sister."
"...Stop bothering me."
He risked being killed by Dong A, confessed everything he knew, and wanted to gain a chance for Maplewood City. And Dong A gave him these answers.
Of course, now he already knows what will happen next.
"No, it's okay." Jiang Wang said reluctantly.
"You have worked hard during this period." Dong A said casually: "Go back and have a good rest."
"Okay." Jiang Wang stood up cautiously, said goodbye, and walked out the door.
He tried to calm himself down...but how could he be calm?
The man sitting cross-legged behind him...
It was the division commander he once trusted wholeheartedly, and the deputy prime minister of Zhuang who was later killed by his own hands!
"Are you really okay?" Dong A's voice sounded from behind.
"Maybe I'm too tired..." Jiang Wang paused and said, "Just rest for a night."
"Okay, you go back first. I'll have someone give you two pairs of tranquilizers later."
"Thank you...Master Dong."
Dong A's voice behind him said again: "By the way, if they reveal any information to you, the future Holy Lord, please tell me as soon as possible."
Jiang Wang slowly walked out of the small courtyard.
The winter sunshine outside gave him an extraordinarily cold feeling.
"Got it." he said.
He was walking alone in the Taoist courtyard of Maplewood City.
From time to time, senior fellow students passing by would greet him, and he would respond with a nod.
That bluestone road, that row of red maple trees... even the sky seemed familiar.
It seems like he has never left, but he has been gone for a long time.
Jiang Wang walked in the place where he had lived for several years, feeling a melancholy that no one could understand at this time.
He didn't know why he came back to this day. But he needed to know what he should do!
Go to Yujingshan or Jingguo to expose this matter?
Can you make it?
With his identity as an ordinary disciple of a Taoist temple in a small country city, and his extremely weak cultivation base.
Can you see the big shots who have the power to make decisions?
Will anyone believe it?
Can you even...be able to get out of Zhuang Kingdom?
The conspiracy of the Bone Path has begun, and the layout of Zhuang Tingjun and his ministers has also begun.
After he reported the incident in Maplewood City to Dong A, wasn't he noticed by Dong A?
He once trusted Dong Ah and kept this matter deep in his heart until the day the disaster happened...
What if he didn't believe Dong A at the beginning, but wanted to warn the people of the region on his own and publicize the conspiracy of the Bone Path? Then would he...have been erased.
Fierce beasts, evil spirits, mistakes in practice... there are plenty of reasons to bury a penniless ordinary disciple.
What should we do? Jiang Wang asked himself.
At this hesitant moment, he heard the voice in his heart again.
It's like another self is torturing myself: "Everyone in the world thinks you are a devil. Do you know what the devil will do?"
What will the devil do?
Demons can be a race, or they can be an extremely selfish attitude towards life.
The destruction of Maplewood City was a disaster...
The destruction of Maplewood City is also an opportunity!
Because it is the result of years of layout of the White Bone Path, it creates a White Bone True Pill!
Zhuang Gaoxian swallowed this elixir and healed all his old wounds. He even climbed to the cave and became a real person in this world.
If I can swallow this pill...why worry about not being able to soar into the sky?
In the original experience, it took more than two years, countless life and death fights, and all the efforts, but he could only achieve the four magical powers in the inner palace. In front of Zhao Xuanyang, he had no power to resist.
This time, if I can seize the food from the tiger's mouth and swallow the true bone elixir... who can say that the arrival of God is unpredictable?
There is also Mingzhu who is hiding in Tongtian Palace at the moment. In Mingzhu, Zhuang Chengqian, the Taizu of Zhuang Kingdom, is watching everything indifferently.
If we can make good use of that lifeless calamity, is there any way to plot against both Zhuang Chengqian and the Bone Evil God at the same time?
The White Bone Evil God wants to take away everything Zhuang Chengqian has, and Zhuang Chengqian wants to usurp the White Bone Evil God's divine power in turn. With him knowing all the means, trump cards, and countermeasures of both parties, is it possible for the fisherman to gain and take everything?
If successful...
Then at least on the Red Dog Day in the Taoist Calendar of 3919, he will be able to ascend to the cave and at the same time master the power of the Netherworld!
What does a mere Zhao Xuanyang mean?
You can destroy it by turning your palm.
Who in the world dares to falsely accuse him of being a demon?!
Even if he brought the Blood Puppet Real Demon with him, who would break his mouth?
People will only praise his power and praise him for being able to make a real demon into a puppet!
Li Yi is the youngest living person in history.
But he can break this record and reach eighteen years old in advance!
He will be the real leader in the world of the Yellow River Society, and he is fully qualified to squeeze into the Daqi Military Hall!
What kind of scene is that?
Du Ruhui, the turtle in the palm of your hand!
Zhuang Gaoxian can be destroyed easily!
Haizongming still dares to covet the red makeup mirror? Granny Bizhu still dares to be greedy? Ji Shaoqing still dares to be provocative?
Even Gu Huaixin was killed together!
There is no one in the world who cannot be killed!
How long does it take for an eighteen-year-old real person in this world who has mastered the divine power of the Netherworld to achieve the Way of Evolution?
Will Jiang Mengxiong, the God of the Great Qi Army, still be so protective of his shortcomings?
Can the owner of Diaohai Building, Wei Xun, still be so arrogant?
Everyone in the world considers me a devil...
When I was a demon, the world would be different!
This chapter has been completed!