"Zhi 'er, are you talking about the Path Master of the Sickly Death?" Chen Jiu and the other concubines immediately guessed Kong Zhi's intention.
"That's right. Although the Path Master of the Sickly Death was buried, he did not die. His resentment did not dissipate and he obtained the Dameng Inheritance of an ancient Path Master. After that, he hid in the coffin for thousands of years to cultivate. From then on, he rose to become a Path Master!" Kong Zhi continued, "The Path Master of the Sickly Death wanted to seek revenge, but Asou had also become a Path Master. Not only could he not kill him, but he was also from the same sect. He could not fight too much!"
"I see. I was wondering why there was such a huge grudge between the Path Master of the Sickly Death and Asou!" Chen Jiu could not help but completely understand after listening to Kong Zhi's explanation.
The information contained some information, but it did not go into too much detail. Otherwise, Chen Jiu and the others would not have been so surprised.
"Yes, the grudge of killing his wife is irreconcilable. The Path Master of the Sickly Death's greatest wish in life was to kill Asou for revenge. Therefore, it should be much easier to start with him!" Kong Zhi finally revealed his true intentions.
"In that case, we will start with him. If the Path Master of the Sickly Death is still a man, he will not be able to hold himself back when he sees my item!" Chen Jiu immediately smiled playfully and took out a strange sphere.
"Sizzle …" As the evil Path power surged, a sinister wind blew and turned the sphere into a demonic creature.
"Go, secretly send this sphere to the Path Master of the Sickly Death. Tell him that Asou's Great Path has lost its effect in three days. If he wants to seek revenge, he must seize the opportunity. Otherwise, if he misses the opportunity, he will never return!" Chen Jiu handed the stone sphere to Niu Mang and the others.
After mastering the Space Great Path of the Space God, although Chen Jiu's strength was not as strong as the Overgod's, the flexibility and flexibility of his body movements were not weaker than the Overgod's!
"Yes!" Niu Mang and the others were surprised and doubtful of Chen Jiu's strength, but they didn't ask any questions and did as they were told.
"Your Majesty, what should we do next?" Seeing that Chen Jiu had arranged everything, the concubines couldn't help but ask.
"Well, of course, we just have to wait. However, Zhi 'er has given us such a good idea. How can we not dote on her?" Chen Jiu's gaze changed as he spoke, causing the concubines to feel embarrassed.
"Your Majesty, let's not do that. Aso might fight with the Path Master of Sickness and Death at any time. You'll have to help him when the time comes!" Kong Zhi was so embarrassed that she lowered her head, not daring to face Chen Jiu.
"That won't do. If I let you go, wouldn't I be called the Myriad Silver Devil for nothing?" Chen Jiu did not forget to glare at Mu Lan, which made her tremble with fear and eager to try again.
Although she was f * cked to death every time and begged for mercy, once she lost this pleasure, she would miss it endlessly and lose self-control!
"Mu Lan, it's all your fault. You go first, I don't dare to go first!" Kong Zhi naturally quickly hid behind Mu Lan.
"Sister Zhi, His Majesty wants to dote on you. How can I do it?" Mu Lan was also a little embarrassed.
"If you don't want to come, then forget it. We don't want to come anyway!" Kong Zhi shook her head and refused.
"Sigh, you guys, I'm saying this for your own good. Since you don't want to come, then I'll go first!" Mu Lan sighed and took the initiative.
"Lan 'er, how do you want to play?" Chen Jiu looked at Mu Lan proudly. He really did not expect that the goddess in his heart had now become a lewd woman because of him. Although this appearance would scare many men away, for powerful men, it was a kind of capital that they could be proud of.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty. You're my sovereign. Of course, I have to serve you well!" Mu Lan's face was full of flattery. She just knelt in front of Chen Jiu and served him loyally.
"Oh, Mu Lan, you're really getting more and more playful …" Chen Jiu lowered his head and looked at the goddess who knelt in front of him. He could not help but think of another woman who did not exist.
Yan Nan, this woman who made him fall head over heels for her. The feeling she gave him last time was simply too wonderful. If she could treat him like this, how beautiful would that be?
It was unforgettable. Although Yan Nan's existence was short, she had already been engraved in Chen Jiu's heart. He could never forget her.
She was simply Chen Jiu's nemesis. Not only did Chen Jiu lose control of her appearance and temperament, but she also seemed to know Chen Jiu's weaknesses. Every part of her body could bring endless mysteries to him and let him vent.
It was a strange feeling. In short, in front of Yanan, Chen Jiu had simply become a little man who did not know the ways of the world. He could not stand her oppression at all. If it were not for the fact that he had boundless masculinity, he would have been defeated long ago!
"Ah …" Chen Jiu suddenly screamed. He could not stand it anymore as he thought about it. This made Mu Lan complacent.
"Your Majesty, she only used a little trick. Can't you handle it?" Mu Lan was a woman. Although she hoped that her man would be stronger, when faced with a truly powerful man, she actually hoped that her man would not be able to withstand a single blow!
"Yeah, your upper lip is much more powerful than your lower lip!" Chen Jiu teased Mu Lan, who could not help but feel humiliated.
"Hmph! I'll show you my true power then!" Mu Lan was not convinced. She opened her leg and pulled down a small object that swallowed him whole.
"Ha ha! It's good enough that I let you win once. Do you want to keep winning?" Chen Jiu laughed heartily as he enjoyed himself in high spirits.
A round of lovey-dovey bliss ensued. At the same time, the sphere filled with the eerie power of yin souls was secretly sent to the Sickly Death Dao Academy.
The Sickly Death Path Master looked like an old man. His body was extremely thin, and his face was sallow. His eyes were turbid and weak, as if he could die at any moment.
Even though he looked sloppy and unkempt, he had lived for thousands of years without dying. Just this vitality alone was enough to make people gasp in amazement, not to mention his increasingly powerful battle prowess!
The Path Master of the Sickly Death Sect was one of the angriest cultivators out of all of them. He was constantly thinking about killing Aso to avenge his dead wife.
Unfortunately, he never had the chance. However, the Sickly Death Path Master had been dead for almost a thousand years, so a few more years wouldn't make much of a difference. He was confident that as long as he did not die, there would always be a chance!
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