"I'll leave him to you."
Hong Jun didn't even spare a glance at the Destruction Demon God as he slowly walked towards Sumeru Mountain.
"Oh dear, Ruo Xi, you've snatched Wu Ji Daoist's enemy!" In the void beside them, the Ginsengfruit and Huang Zhongli circled the Curse Demon God's corpse, sighing.
Xi He, riding a chariot and holding the reins, explained from the side, "I saw him squatting silently in the shadow, all covered in darkness, not moving at all."
"He's clearly been poisoned!"
When Xi He lied, she didn't even blink, saying, "So I intervened to save him."
"It's a pity, this Demon God was too deeply poisoned."
"As soon as I saved him, he died."
Xi He's eyes were clear, her expression earnest, feeling quite innocent.
The two Spirit Roots were left speechless.
"The mighty Curse Demon God, always the one to plot in secret, and today he was saved to death by you?" Huang Zhongli felt his horizons broadened, this Demon God died too tragically!
