When they realized that they might also be newcomers who had been guided in, they were less cautious.Ying Wuji quietly surveyed the surroundings. “There are quite a few people here,” he whispered, “an..."Brother Dao, no matter what happens later, you don't need to intervene. Just observe the changes," Lu Ye instructed. Ao Zong's temper was a bit hotheaded. Although he wasn't afraid of Zi Xuan Island with his background, Lu Ye didn't want him to get into trouble because of his own affairs.

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Lü Ye didn't raise his head, he just lowered his head and drank. A demon maid beside him pinched up a berry and offered it to Lü Ye, who opened his mouth and ate it.

Yuan Cheng's face twitched slightly, and he instantly regretted swaggering in front of Lu Ye. Being ignored in public like this was a blow to his pride. He gritted his teeth and said, "Friend Daoist, it seems your ears aren't very sharp"

Lü Yè was still too lazy to pay him any attention. Instead, n Zǐ splashed the wine in his cup forward and glared, "Where did this clueless thing come from, prattling on endlessly Scram!"

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Four demon tribes carried a bamboo bed before Lionheart, bowed respectfully, then retreated.

Hu Guang stepped forward, his pale and bloodless face, which was normally shrouded in an eerie pallor, now wore a look of excitement. "My esteemed colleagues," he announced, "Behold! This is our offering for today's Blood Feast. Don't let his current state fool you, this man is a Yue Yao, a rare find indeed! He is a lone cultivator, with firm flesh and resilient constitution, I expect him to be quite delectable!"

The Endhey seemed to have figured it out. The little girl riding on Lu Ye's neck, though a sunlit powerhouse, seemed like more of a follower on this journey. And she gave off a strange feeling, more like an...