When Chu Zheng found Zhongli Luo, he hid next to a trash can, and Zhuang Ji disappeared.

Zhongli Luo was injured and was trembling.

"Xuanyin..."

Chu Zheng turned her head, and the demon who was walking behind her just now was still there.

Chu Zheng: "..."

The little thing is OK!

Chu Zheng picked up Zhongliluo.

"Brother Ji..."

Zhongli Luo's voice was weak, and Chu Zheng could hardly hear what he was saying.

"Where is your Brother Ji?" Chu Zheng's tone was not very good, and she ran away with her own good guy.

Zhongli Luo trembled his little hand and pointed in a direction.

But after the passage, it was a fork again.

Zhongliluo doesn't know now.

Just when Chu Zheng was about to give up, a sound rang out in the alley next to her.

Chu Zheng went over there, and the first thing she saw was the man standing in the middle, with a gorgeous retro gown, and his ink hair was casually scattered behind his head, revealing half of his side face. The night color could not hide his beauty.

At this time, the man was holding a demon in his hand, and his hand took out the inner elixir from the demon's body.

Finally, he threw away the monster with some disgust and swept his eyes to the boy in the corner.

The man poked his tongue out and gently licked his lower lip.

The evil and fear that grows in the darkness wander in the air.

"Looking for Hidden!"

The man reached out to the boy's hand, paused slightly, tsk, slowly retracted it, and put it into his sleeve.

Chu Zheng came over with Zhongliluo and stuffed the man directly.

Xunyin was suddenly stuffed with a little baby and froze.

A moment later he smiled: "Little Demon, is this for me to eat?"

"Hold it, don't eat it."

Xunyin: "…"

Xunyin let go, and Zhongli Luo fell to the ground.

Zhuang Ji's pupils widened and was about to pounce on him, but he saw the man suddenly hugging the child again.

Zhongli Luo was injured and frightened again at this time. Tears were flowing in his black eyes.

"Young Master." Zhuang Ji limped forward. Before he could get close, Xun Yin glanced over and Zhuang Ji froze in place.

The man has a strong demonic aura.

When you stand in front of him, you can feel the pressure.

There was also a sense of evil spirit on him, which was different from ordinary monsters. It was a kind of evil that seemed to be able to feel the essence... like the big monsters locked in the demon tower.

Chu Zheng was pinching a demon's wrist with a pattern tattooed on her wrist.

The more I look at Chu Zheng, the more familiar it looks.

Chu Zheng's mind flashed and she took out the pattern in the compass and the middle of the compass, exactly the same as this tattoo.

"That's Xiaoyue's thing, how could it be in your hands?"

Xunyin's voice sounded.

"This?" Chu Zheng pulled the compass in her hand.

Xunyin stared at the compass, and the demonic aura that overflowed all over his body was about to make Zhuang Ji stand unsteadily.

"I snatched it." Chu Zheng's tone seemed to be asking, 'What do you think'.

Chu Zheng stood up and met Xunyin's gloomy gaze: "So Xiaoyue is still alive."

Before Xunyin could make a sound, Chu Zheng jumped out: "That's great."

"I've seen that tattoo." Zhuang Ji held the building next to him: "When he was in the Shanshui Manor."

Chu Zheng turned to look at him, but Zhuang Ji stopped talking, staring at his young master: "Can you return the young master to me?"

That man was so scary. He didn't know if the young master could be safe in his hands.

Xunyin made a gesture and wanted to let go, smiling maliciously: "This little guy fell down and died..."

Zhuang Jixin raised her throat and felt cold all over, and said hurriedly: "The person who attacked me last time also had this pattern on his hands. I remember that person. I saw him next to the eldest lady of the Li family. Can you return the young master to me?"

Zhuang Ji's voice was trembling.

For fear that Xunyin would be dissatisfied, the young master would just fall to the ground.

Chu Zheng didn't speak, Xunyin didn't plan to return the person.

Miss Li’s family…

Li Xiaoyu?

The original owner did have contact with Li Xiaoyu, so Xunyin said that she had the breath of Xiaoyue on her body.

"Why are they chasing you?"

"It's not chasing me." Zhuang Ji clenched his fists: "It's chasing the young master."

"Why?" I wasn't asking to chase you.

"I don't know." Zhuang Ji's face turned pale: "They want to catch the young master."

This was the first time in Shanshui Manor.

This is the second time.

Zhuang Ji clearly felt that they were not trying to kill the young master, they wanted to catch him.

Chu Zheng suppressed this question: "Talk about the Demon Tower."

"..." Zhuang Ji regretted asking Chu Zheng for help. He knew that she was not a good monster, but he was desperate. He gritted his teeth and said, "What did you ask the demon tower do?"

Demon Tower...

Young Master...

Did those people also come to the Demon Tower?!

Chu Zheng said bluntly: "I want the management rights of the Demon Tower."

Zhuang Ji was stunned.

After a moment, he asked strangely: "Do you want the management rights of the Demon Tower?"

Chu Zheng nodded.

Zhuang Ji's mind was a little confused, and he took a deep breath: "This is not a place to speak, let's change to a safe place."

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Zhuang Ji brought Chu Zheng and the others back to the villa. Zhongli Luo needed to deal with the wound. Zhuang Ji wanted to take the person back, but Xun Yin hugged him and refused to let go.

"Give it back to him."

Xunyin glared at Chu Zheng, put Zhongliluo on the sofa, flashed, appeared by the window, supported himself, and jumped to the windowsill.

Chu Zheng: "..." Why are you glaring at me? This is someone else's baby, can you still want to eat it?!

Zhuang Ji rushed to Zhongliluo: "Young Master?"

Zhongli Luo was confused: "It hurts..."

Zhuang Ji was busy looking for medicine: "It won't hurt soon. The young master is the strongest, hold on..."

While comforting Zhongliluo, he cleaned his wounds. He didn't care about the injuries on his body at all.

Chu Zheng was self-reliant, poured himself a glass of water, and sat on the sofa and watched them.

After Zhuang Ji dealt with the injuries on Zhongliluo, he felt relieved and sat on the ground.

He supported his forehead with both hands and said in a low voice: "The only young master is left in Zhongli's home. If possible, I want to give you the demon tower, but not, the demon tower is closely related to the young master..."

A big monster in the demon tower was cursed with the blood of Zhongli's family, and since then, Zhongli's family has never been separated from the demon tower.

No matter how many children the Zhongli family has, only one person can survive in the end.

Zhongli's family has fewer and fewer bloodlines. To this day, Zhongli Luo is the only one left in the entire Zhongli family.

"Since that's the case, why do you have to give birth to a child and let your descendants experience such torture?"

It’s just a matter of slaughtering children and grandchildren, and it’s all over.

Zhuang Ji's voice was heavy: "The people in Zhongli's family died, and it was the time when the demon tower was broken. Zhongli's family had a mission. Even if they knew that the children born would experience such a thing, they had to leave their descendants to ensure that the demon tower would not break."
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