Chapter 4330 This Zhongli Is Fake (2) (Seeking a Ticket)

"But I really didn't expect that you would be able to escape from the [Little Spell God's Land], and make Li Weiran available to you, and there is even a person who has such a deep grasp of [curse] by your side."

Muyan raised her eyebrows and said lightly, "You used the [Baptism of Purifying Soul] to plant the [Acacia Charm] in my body before!"

"Zhongli" nodded without hesitation: "His Royal Highness is really smart, and it's no wonder that the Jiyu Emperor is so deeply rooted. But..."

He paused, narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "I'm still curious, how did Her Royal Highness know that I was a fake Zhongli, and how did she know that I took Fenghua Quicksand?"

"You really are not Zhongli!! Who are you?!!"

Minwei roared angrily, and a strong ferocious aura flashed in his eyes.

Just before he could move, he heard an old voice not far away.

"Minwei, you don't have to guess. Let me tell you who he is!"

All eyes were on the talking old man.

The old man had been standing behind Chu Moli, the dog hugged his body and lowered his head, without any breath emanating from his body.

When I don't pay attention, I just feel like a servant without a sense of existence.

But "Zhong Li" saw his face, but his pupils suddenly shrank.

After being caught, her calm expression finally changed, "How is this possible?! How... how could you be here?! Aren't you already dead?!"

The old man smiled lightly and walked towards "Zhongli" slowly, "Of course you want me to die, because only when I die can everything you take away from me truly belong to you. I'm right. Is it? Wen Zhe!"

"Wen Zhe?"

Minwei was stunned for a while, he felt that the name sounded familiar.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly widened his eyes, "Wen Zhe, isn't Zhong Li Shiruo's disciple? Didn't he die on the battlefield a thousand years ago?!"

The old man suddenly laughed out loud when he heard Min Wei's question.

He laughed madly and hysterically, smiling and laughing, but two lines of blood and tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

"Yeah, Wen Zhe is dead, that Wen Zhe, whom I have loved for hundreds of years as my own son, is already dead!!"

"He took my face, my identity, my everything, while I saved his life, and left me in a hell of no one and no ghost. Day after day, year after year, For hundreds of years, he made me unable to live or die, and could only live like a corpse, in order to take away all the luck from me."

"It's useless, he will let me kill me again... Then there will be no one who can threaten him in this world! Hahahaha... Wen Zhe... Wen Zhe, my good disciple!!"

"A thousand years, a thousand years, every day and every night, I gouged out my heart and my bones, and tried my best to survive. I just wanted to ask you, why?!!"

"Where am I sorry for you, you want to treat me like this?!!"

"Zhongli", or Wen Zhe avoided the old man's gaze.

After a long while, he said hoarsely, "Master, there is nothing I can do... Becoming your apprentice is the master's order, obeying Fenghua Quicksand is the master's order, and replacing you as the Demon Emperor Priest is also the master's order..."

"I am a chess piece, and I can only survive if I obey the master's orders!"

"It's that simple."