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Chapter 691: Trapped in a prison [11]

"Why am I here?"

When Huang Beiyue saw her look, she already understood that it was that strange person who was responsible. That person might be a master of illusion and related to the dreamweaver in Shura City.

Wave your hand to ask Chiyo Tou'er to come over, and then summon Zhizhi.

As soon as Zhizhi appeared, the man said "Huh" from the corner, and then he walked out slowly, looked at Zhizhi carefully for a while, and said, "So it's here with you."

"Illusion versus illusion." Huang Beiyue gently touched Zhizhi's head and looked at that person with cold eyes.

There was a rustling sound behind the man, and when the firelight shone, he saw several dream weavers retreating. The man looked back at his dream weavers, then turned around and said, "Take the one in your hand."

If you stay, little beast, I can let you go."

After hearing what he said, Zhizhi gave a disdainful sound, convinced that Huang Beiyue would not hand him over.

But the corners of Huang Beiyue's lips curled up and she said, "Keep your word?"

"Of course, although I, Mu Cang, am only one of the twelve demon gods in Shura City, I am much more important than Wei Yang, and my words carry more weight than hers."

"That's the best, but you have too many Dream Weavers, and I only have one. I can't believe it easily. If you want to Zhizhi, just come and get it yourself." Huang Beiyue said cautiously.

"You are young, but your thoughts are meticulous. If you had not died in Shura City, you would have done a lot of great things after you left!" Na Mu Cang nodded, smiled with satisfaction, and then walked towards Huang Beiyue step by step.

He has used the Dreamweaver to put Huang Beiyue in the illusion. Although this girl is very strong, she is too young after all, and she does not know enough about the Dreamweaver. No matter how determined she is, she can resist the Dreamweaver.

A low-level illusion weaved, but she may not be able to resist the illusion created by an illusion master like him!

Seeing that Mu Cang walking over step by step, Zhizhi was so frightened that he was scared out of his wits. His thin hands pulled Huang Beiyue's collar, making him scream out in fright, and his big eyes were filled with tears.

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Xiaohu raised his head and glanced at him with some sympathy. This guy was so noisy every day. He might as well be sent away as soon as possible.

Only the Ice Spirit Fantasy Bird slowly flew higher than the ground, and its dark green eyes glanced at Huang Beiyue somewhat unpredictably.

As he got closer, Mu Cang finally saw clearly Zhizhi in Huang Beiyue's arms. Even at his age and after so many vicissitudes, the moment he saw Zhizhi, his cloudy old eyes were filled with emotion.

It also shows the light of greed.

"It's mine..." he said excitedly.

The smile on Huang Beiyue's lips slowly widened, her toes tapped lightly on the ground, and a sarcastic smile suddenly flashed across her clear eyes.

Na Mu Cang stared at Zhizhi closely, not seeing any movement of Huang Beiyue at all. Amidst Zhizhi's threat of baring his teeth and baring his teeth, he still stretched out his hands to hug Zhizhi.

"I'm sorry, I suddenly remembered that I promised Zhizhi's parents to take good care of him, so I can't leave him to you." Huang Beiyue suddenly said with a smile on her face, but the smile on her face was surprisingly cold.

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Na Mu Cang was startled. After all, he was an old man who had experienced battles for a long time. He sensed something was wrong. A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he was very confident. Huang Beiyue was already in his illusion, and he couldn't escape no matter what!

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