At that time, the demon hadn't grown up yet.

After Wuji sized him up from top to bottom, he also became vigilant.

"Who the hell are you? People from the Wulin League have frequently come to provoke you recently. Could it be that you are someone sent by the Wulin League, and I bumped into you, so you want to get away with it?"

Wuji is not the same as before, now he has become much more sensitive, before he would never doubt a stranger.

Qiao Zhen quickly waved her hand: "I am indeed from the Wulin League, but I am not a spy sent by them, but invited back by your lord."

"Come back, please?" Wuji's eyes widened suddenly, a little unbelievable, "Are you kidding me, I'll ask Guardian Zuo right now."

Wuji left as soon as he said, Qiao Zhen counted silently in his heart: one step, two steps, three steps...

Just when he counted three steps, Wuji stopped, turned around and walked towards him again.

"You are not afraid of Guardian Zuo, so let me just trust you for once!"

Qiao Zhen smiled, and cupped his hands towards him: "Then thank you for trusting me."

Wuji couldn't stand this kind of thing the most, his face was wrinkled into a bun shape, and he waved at him repeatedly.

"Come on, I hate these hypocrisy the most. You people in the Wulin League are very hypocritical."

It seems that Wuji has a deep prejudice against the Wulin League. No wonder Wuji often clamored to work for Yan Jinlan in his mouth before.

After a while, the two sat down on a secluded tree-lined path and chatted. Wuji had completely believed his words in the previous temptation, and now he was chatting with him without any precautions.

"You are a member of the Martial Arts League, what did your lord invite you to come back to the Demon Palace? Doesn't your lord hate those people in the Martial Arts League the most?"

Qiao Zhen shook her finger: "You can't say it, you can't say it, your lord invited me back, there must be something important, how can I tell you, not to mention, why do you say that your lord hates people in the Wulin League the most? "

In just one sentence, Qiao Zhen started to take the topic forward, but Wuji himself didn't notice this at all, Qiao Zhen laughed secretly in his heart.

"We have always been at odds with the people of the Wulin League, but this is still the past. Later, one of my good buddies died in the hands of the people of the Wulin League, and the Lord began to hate the people of the Wulin League. Now you I can’t go back, it’s okay to tell you, our lord will swallow the Wulin League sooner or later.”

Qiao Zhen has no doubts about this. It has not been a day or two since Yan Jinlan and Yan Yi conspired to swallow up the Wulin League. He already knew this when he was in the magic palace under the name "Azheng".

What's more, in the previous life, Yan Jinlan attacked the Wulin League just as soon as he ascended the throne of the Demon Lord, but in this life, it has been a long time since Yan Jinlan ascended the throne of the Demon Lord, and it will be a matter of time before he takes action against the Wulin League.

With a thought in his mind, he suddenly asked: "You can come and go freely in the magic palace, you should be highly valued by your lord, right?"

When Qiao Zhen said this, Wuji immediately raised his chin proudly: "That's natural. Among those low-level disciples, I am the only one who has received the respect of the Lord."

Wuji's words were filled with a sense of pride, and Qiao Zhen couldn't help laughing. He knew that Wuji couldn't resist his flattery. According to modern terms, Wuji was Yan Jinlan's brainless fan.There are too many disciples who can come and go freely in the magic palace, it is really nothing new, but Wuji didn't refute his words, because Wuji was probably a little dizzy at the moment.

"Since you are highly valued by your lord, you must know when he will attack the Wulin League, right?"

Wuji replied without hesitation: "That is natural!"

Qiao Zhen struck while the iron was hot: "When?"

Wuji raised his hand: "Of course... no, why should I tell you? You are not a disciple of the Demon Palace."

Qiao Zhen quickly said: "Anyway, I'm a guest here in your magic palace, and I won't be able to go back for a while. Whether I can go out in the future is still unknown, are you right?"

Wuji nodded subconsciously: "That's right."

Qiao Zhen looked at Wuji expectantly, waiting for Wuji to open his mouth. However, just when Wuji was about to tell him the exact date, a joking and chilling voice came over——

"Young Master Qiao has a clever mouth, and he can get anything out of it."

Wuji stood up quickly, and when he turned around, he saw the lord standing not far away, with his hands behind his back, walking towards them, the golden mask on his face reflected the dazzling light in the sun.

He was startled immediately, and he almost leaked the important secret, but luckily the Lord suddenly appeared.

Seeing that the man in white long gown had already walked in front of them, Wuji quickly knelt down on one knee and cupped his fists to apologize: "It was my subordinate who was negligent for a while, please forgive me by the lord."

However, Yan Jinlan walked past him and stood in front of Qiao Zhen.

"You are a talented person. Even though you are a disciple of the Wulin League, you are able to have a good conversation with my disciples in the Demon Palace. You even almost let out such a big secret."

Qiao Zhen pursed her lips and remained silent.

Seeing this, Yan Jinlan suddenly stretched out her hand and pinched his chin tightly. The eyes under the mask seemed to be full of sinister emotions.

"Why, you had such a pleasant chat before, but now you're dumb?"

Qiao Zhen took a step back, but still couldn't break free from Yan Jinlan's grip, and said vaguely, "What do you want me to say?"

Yan Jinlan threw away her hands, clasping them behind her back.

"What are you talking about? Of course, where Ah Zheng is now. I have already asked all the people around the gambling house you mentioned, and they all said that they have never seen Ah Zheng. I want you to tell me, where are you? Are you lying?"

"Let me tell you, if you still dare to lie, I will let you try the newly released poison. I guarantee that you will never forget the taste in your whole life."

Qiao Zhen looked at Yan Jinlan who was so persistent, and suddenly sighed: "Yan Jinlan, even if you find him now, so what, can you not deal with the Wulin League, and will you be able to change your ways from now on?"

If Yan Jinlan said right now that as long as Ah Zheng came back, he would turn from evil to righteousness from now on, and no longer think about how to deal with the Wulin League or how to do harm to the world, then he would definitely tell Yan Jinlan that he belonged to Ah Zheng.

He could even produce evidence to prove his identity, even though his face was completely different from that of the dead Ah Zheng.

He swore that as long as Yan Jinlan made concessions.