All The Male Protagonists Fell in Love with Me After Being Exiled [QT] ━ Vol.1

【Arc 4】━━ Unify the world for thousands of generations ━━

★ Arc 4: cunning leader of the Demon Cult X leader of the Righteous Martial Arts Alliance

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4.1 - Exit

"Ha ha ha ha!"

In Wanjimen Ghost Cave Ridge, many demon sect believers were kneeling at the entrance of the cave. They were all sweating and nervous. They saw that the cave was like a monster's mouth, with ferocious fangs. It was pitch black and the interior was completely invisible. Only a rumble could be heard. The whole mountain shook.

There was no trace of him, but the evil laughter in the cave could be heard like silver bells.

The believers wiped the sweat from their foreheads. Their leader, who was highly skilled in martial arts and unpredictable, had been in seclusion for three years. It was said that he was practicing some powerful evil skills! Bai Wentian, the previous leader, had practiced evil skills. Every time he left seclusion, several followers would be sacrificed under his poisonous claws. Fortunately, Bai Wentian finally went crazy and died tragically early, but his son Bai Xia was not efficient at all. Deng, who learned his father's behavior at a young age, is even more unpredictable than his father. He has vicious methods, cunning thoughts, ambitions for domination, and a strong desire to control.

Each member of the Wanji Sect takes one Wu Du Changchang Pill. If he does not take it regularly, his liver and intestines will be severed and his seven orifices will bleed to death.

Everyone in the Wanji Sect is in danger, so they all rely on his antidote. Now happy laughter can be heard in the cave. The leader must have achieved great success in his practice. How many people's blood will he have to suck the blood of after practicing in seclusion like this?

The congregants in the front row wanted to huddle on the ground and crawl into the hole to prevent the leader from finding out. They were afraid that this would be the worst and they would be stabbed and become the first unlucky person to hit the knife's edge.

Not long after, I saw a person walking out of the cave, appearing and disappearing like a ghost, dressed in red, so fast that I could only see the phantom.

But he was already there in a matter of breaths.

The heads of the believers were so low that they wanted to be buried in the loess. They were all holding their breath in a muffled voice. Some people had hot sweat dripping from the tip of their noses and dripping into the soil.

For a long time, I didn't hear any words, and finally I dared to open my eyes.

The first thing that catches the eye is a pair of snow-white little feet.

It's so white that it dazzles people's eyes.

The toes are round and white, and the joints are translucent pink. When stepping on dry leaves and dirty loess, it is as regrettable as a flawless white jade falling into the mud.

Then he saw the thin ankles, which were as thin as suet, and the bright red skirt fluttering on the instep, like a bright stroke of thick ink, one red and one white, forming a sharp contrast, making the skin look as moist as snow. Delicate as palace porcelain.

The believers stared blankly for a few seconds, their hearts pounding. None of them knew what had happened to the leader now. They only knew that he was exposed to the sun every day before going into retreat. He was as black as briquettes. It was said that he had Taiyin in his constitution and needed to replenish Yang vigorously. His father, Bai Wentian, would always let him go until he was exposed to smoke every time he taught Kung Fu.

Later, his father finally died and he quickly became the leader of the cult. He became lawless and revealed all his inner magic and evil skills, and he went into seclusion with great interest.