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Chapter 80 The Immortal Cultivator 4

Jiang Wan clearly felt that Zhuo Ziyuan was not in a good state. It was as if he knew that everything around him was about to disappear, so he became impatient.

If she guessed correctly, the man in front of her had regained his true consciousness...

Jiang Wan pretended not to know, his face full of confusion, but he did not move.

"Wanwan, you are my wife, you have finally become my wife, kiss me, okay?" Zhuo Ziyuan took Jiang Wan's hand and put it against his lips, his eyes full of panic and nervousness.

Jiang Wan frowned, and the struggle in his eyes became even more intense.

Zhuo Ziyuan was already kneeling in front of her, holding Jiang Wan's shoulders devoutly and slowly approaching.

Jiang Wan did not avoid him, but just stared at him calmly. The surrounding was filled with the aura of Zhuo Ziyuan, and Jiang Wan felt his throat tighten inexplicably.

The two of them got closer and closer, and when their breath sprayed, wherever they touched, it felt like a weak electric current passed through, and a tingling sensation spread throughout the body.

Zhuo Ziyuan's heart beat faster and faster. Looking at the person he had been thinking about day and night, he almost held his breath. He was very careful, sincere and earnest, but at the same time nervous as he placed a gentle kiss on Jiang Wan's lips.

Without stopping after just a quick taste, Zhuo Ziyuan maintained his current action. His heart seemed to be about to jump out of his chest, and even his hands on Jiang Wan's shoulders were shaking violently.

Just when Jiang Wan couldn't help it and was about to kick him away, Zhuo Ziyuan hugged her like a mad puppy and kept biting her and wouldn't let go.

Jiang Wan was extremely angry, but unfortunately she had no power at the moment. Even with her punches and kicks, she could not defeat Zhuo Ziyuan at all. Instead, it encouraged his arrogance. The raging waves hidden in the deep sea suddenly erupted at this moment, and it was out of control.

The man's strong and broad chest wrapped Jiang Wan tightly. He had acted for long enough, so Jiang Wan simply gave up struggling and immersed himself in it.

However, before Zhuo Ziyuan could feel overjoyed and feel the illusion dissipating and the spiritual power returning to his body, Jiang Wan ruthlessly kicked him away.

"Evil disciple! How dare you!" Jiang Wan frowned, anger gushing out of his eyes, and his face was terrifyingly gloomy, like a dark cloud before a storm, ready to explode at any time.

Zhuo Ziyuan was completely defenseless and was hit hard. He fell to his knees on the ground, spitting blood. He tried hard to stand up but failed every time.

He simply sat on the ground and wiped the blood off his face with his hand. Even though he was in pain all over, he could still laugh out loud, "Master, I knew you had me in your heart..."

Jiang Wan's face was cold, and he attacked him fiercely again, "What nonsense! I just did this just to get out of the secret realm. Master and disciple are against human ethics. You, this evil disciple, dared to take advantage of my loss of spiritual power and humiliate me in every way. Do you know what crime you deserve!"

Another mouthful of blood spurted out, but Zhuo Ziyuan seemed to feel no pain. He smiled warmly and squinted at Jiang Wan with eyes full of tenderness and doting, "I don't believe what Master said. Master is used to saying one thing and thinking another. He clearly likes you in his heart, but pretends not to like you. If Master doesn't have me in his heart, then why didn't you push me away immediately when I kissed you just now..."

"If Master doesn't have me in his heart, and I have done such a heinous thing, Master should just take my life. Why did he just hit me a few times? I can heal this minor injury in less than half a month!" Zhuo Ziyuan smiled lightly, his moist eyes were black and bright, looking innocent and kind.

This guy is not a human being at all; he is clearly a man as shameless as a city wall. Jiang Wan is almost driven crazy by his rogue look.

Seeing that Jiang Wan didn't move for a long time, Zhuo Ziyuan lowered his eyes very submissively, but the gloating in his eyes could not be concealed.

But who would have thought that at this moment, something unexpected happened. The blood that Zhuo Ziyuan spilled on the ground evaporated in the blink of an eye, and even the blood on his sleeves and the corners of his mouth disappeared. After a moment, the black mist that was originally scattered around seemed to be attracted by something, gathered and rotated in the air, and gradually moved closer to Zhuo Ziyuan.

Looking at the black mist that was penetrating into his body, Zhuo Ziyuan panicked. He hurriedly set up a protective barrier, but it didn't work.

"Master, what are these?" Zhuo Ziyuan asked Jiang Wan for help, but received no response.

He turned his head to look at Jiang Wan, and saw that her expression had become extremely ugly, and the look she gave him became increasingly obscure and difficult to discern. For some reason, Zhuo Ziyuan felt uneasy in his heart.

Zhuo Ziyuan's pupils trembled, and he forced out a dismal smile, "Master, what's wrong? What happened to me?"

Time stood still for a few seconds. Zhuo Ziyuan wanted to reach out and touch Jiang Wan, but he only saw her hurriedly step back, as if he was some kind of monster in front of her.

Zhuo Ziyuan sat there in panic, the anxiety in his heart reaching its peak.

Just as he was still confused, the next moment, Jiang Wan's words made him feel like he was struck by lightning.

Jiang Wan stretched out her hand, and her sword Tingyun suddenly appeared. The sword that used to slay demons and monsters was now pointing at her closest disciple...

Jiang Wan's chest was heaving violently, and his knuckles were turning white from the force he put into holding the sword. "I treated you as my personal disciple and taught you carefully, but you are a demon who hid your demon bloodline and ambushed my Sword Sect. What do you want?"

After hearing this, Zhuo Ziyuan's ears buzzed, his mind went blank, and he could not hear any sound for a moment.

Heavenly demon? Demon bloodline?

How is this possible! This is nonsense, how could he be a demon?

Zhuo Ziyuan stared at Jiang Wan blankly, his face pale, and his whole body began to tremble, "Master, what are you talking about? How could I be a demon? When you picked me up on the street, I was just a little beggar, how could I be a demon? Master, don't scare me..."

Even though he knew that his master would never make such a joke, Zhuo Ziyuan still couldn't believe that he was a demon. How could he be a demon? Immortals and demons cannot coexist. Zhuo Ziyuan has always taken it as his duty to slay demons and eliminate demons. Now, he was suddenly told that he had been killing his own people and supporting his enemies. This was tantamount to completely destroying his Tao heart!

Unfortunately, reality still dealt him a heavy blow.

Jiang Wan swung his sword towards Zhuo Ziyuan. According to past practice, he would be seriously injured by this attack, but this time, he did not feel any pain.

Zhuo Ziyuan looked forward and saw that the black mist he absorbed into his body had almost condensed into substance, as if it had its own consciousness, and took the initiative to block the attack for him.

How could the spiritual energy of an ordinary cultivator be so turbid? Such a pitch-black color could only be the devilish energy, and such black fog even covered Zhuo Ziyuan's body.

"Evil disciple, what else do you have to say!"