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Seeing that the person meditating on the bed ignored him, Shen Yutang frowned: "I'm talking to you, can't you hear me?"

Yu Fan opened his eyes coldly and looked at the people at the table: "I am not hungry, please help yourself."

After thinking for a while, he said: "Or you can ask another Anu to accompany you."

As soon as these words came out, Shen Yutang laughed: "Why, are you jealous? What if this leader insists on having you accompany him?"

He found that he just liked to watch this man's expression change, even if it was only very subtle, but he could see it. For example, now, the monk frowned slightly, and the Buddhist beads in his hand turned faster and faster.

Haha, that's really interesting.

Yu Fan saw Shen Yutang's bad taste and didn't want to endure it any longer, so he said directly: "I am a monk, I can't be someone else's male lover"

"Haha, what a joke. Do you think I can't see that you, a wild monk, are very evil. You give people itch medicine and throw stones with your hands. These are all lowly tricks in the underworld. Do you still dare to say that you are from a reputable and upright family?"

The most crucial thing is that this monk has extremely pure and powerful internal energy, as well as the detoxification pill that can suppress the backlash of his magic power, which are not available to ordinary people.

After he woke up that night, he tried to absorb the internal energy from the monk again, but to no avail. Even after checking his pulse, he could not feel that the man had any internal energy.

There is something strange about this monk.

"Why is the internal force in your body so strong?"

Yu Fan suddenly realized after hearing this, perhaps this was the real purpose of the demon cult leader keeping him here. He was also surprised when he thought about how his internal energy could suppress his cold martial arts that night.

To be honest: "My master taught me"

"You're talking nonsense"

Shen Yutang's eyebrows were sharp, and his thin lips were pursed:

"I hate it most when someone lies to me. You clearly have more than two decades of internal energy in your body. How could it be possible that it was passed down to you by your master?"

A Jiazi period is sixty years, which means one hundred and twenty years. Yu Fan was stunned. How could this be possible?

After thinking carefully for a moment, it seems that if I want to figure it out, I still have to go back to Huangjue Temple. This body doesn't seem that simple, and there are no scars on the head, which is very strange.

Seeing that Yu Fan didn't say anything, Shen Yutang thought he was guilty, so he strode over and pinched his chin with great force, causing pain in Yu Fan's jaw.

"Monk, I don't care where you come from or what your name is. As long as I don't agree, you can't leave here. You'd better not try to make me angry."

Although Yu Fan has been a vegetarian recently, he is not a good-tempered person. He looked at Shen Yutang coldly, which made the great leader Shen very angry.

Just as he was about to teach him a lesson, a horn sounded outside, and Fang Tianwen's voice rang out from outside the door:

"Master, Chen Zhang and Wu Laosan have been captured."

The door opened, and Shen Yutang came out in a scarlet robe, his face grim: "Gather all the followers, and gather in the hall on the top of the cliff."

"Yes"

Shen Yutang took two steps forward and looked back at the room. A hint of sneer appeared on his lips: "By the way, bring him with you too."

Fang Tianwen was stunned, and quickly replied respectfully: "Yes, Master."

Yu Fan didn't even have dinner and was forced to follow them to the highest hall in Wuji Cliff, the Jiuyou Hall.

It was indeed like the underworld inside, with pitch-black cliffs formed naturally. The huge mountain was illuminated by a bunch of torches, like a soul-entering road leading to hell.

Those who could come here were the upper-level members of the Blood Demon Cult who had status and power. They were all dressed in dark clothes and looked indignantly at the two people who had their hands tied and were kneeling in the hall.

Yu Fan stood behind the crowd and watched Shen Yutang change into a noble scarlet and white robe, looking very domineering.

There are stars and moons embroidered on it with gold thread, but there is no sun. Look at the black religious flags hanging in the hall, which have the same pattern on them. No wonder it is the number one evil sect in the world, advocating darkness and disliking light.

Shen Yutang sat on the throne on the steps in the center of the hall like an emperor, lazily looking at the two people trembling below:

"Chen Zhang, Wu Laosan, colluded with Qingshan Sect and intended to betray our Blood Demon Sect. Have you tasted the benefits?"

Chen Zhang's face turned pale, and he didn't dare to look up. Wu Laosan had a slick face and his eyes rolled around:

"Master, I actually want to go to Qingshan Sect to be an insider. You also know that this gentleman sword Qi Tan is the most popular candidate for the next leader of the martial arts world. I am afraid that if he really takes the position, it will be detrimental to our Demon Sect, so I am willing to take such a big risk."

This statement drew a barrage of criticism.

"Wu Laosan, you are such a coward, how dare you say you are doing this for the good of the Demon Cult at this time?"

"That's right, we were blind before and recognized you as our brother, bah"

The scolding was very ugly. Wu Laosan's face gradually became ugly, and he couldn't help but take credit for it to Shen Yutang:

"Master, please understand. This time, the Qingshan Sect surrounded you. Thanks to my subordinates' several attempts to intervene, they didn't find you when your power was backfired. Otherwise, they would have made you pay for Ding Peng's life."

It would have been better if he hadn't said anything. As soon as this matter was mentioned, Shen Yutang became furious. If it wasn't for catching these two traitors, how could he have met that shameless villain Ding Peng? Now that he thought about it, cutting off his tongue and making it into a human stick would be too easy. He should have been thrown into the Ten Thousand Snakes Cave and let him die in agony.

Shen Yutang looked at Wu Laosan sinisterly and said, "Come here, skin and pull out the tendons of these two and throw them into the Ten Thousand Snakes Cave."

As soon as these words came out, even the elders of the Blood Demon Cult who had been there for many years broke out in a cold sweat. They knew that the Cult Master was extremely angry, and they all knelt on the ground in fear and trepidation:

"The leader is wise"

The moment Chen Zhang heard this, he fainted. Wu Lao San screamed in fear:

"Master, please spare my life. I was wrong. I know I was wrong. Please spare my life."

The sound became farther and farther away, and his legs seemed to be broken as he was dragged away.

Shen Yutang happily let everyone go, and glanced at Yu Fan behind him. The smile on his face gradually faded.

The monk looked very calm, without a trace of pity on his face, he was extremely cool-headed.

This was not the reaction Shen Yutang wanted. The monk should have been afraid, should have immediately kneeled down and begged for mercy, should have repented for his rudeness and concealment of the truth from him. However, he did none of these things.

Shen Yutang was so angry that he turned around and left. Yu Fan frowned as he looked at his back, and followed him back to the room helplessly.

As soon as the door was closed, Shen Yutang kicked over the table, and the food and soup on it spilled all over the floor.

Yu Fan didn't know what was wrong with him. Thinking of his mission to influence him, he said carefully:

"Donor, please forgive others when you can, and forget about the punishment, why hurt their lives?"

But Shen Yutang turned around and pulled up his collar, his eyes blazing with anger: "I want you to teach me how to do things?"

Not sure if it was related to the recent backlash, but Shen Yutang felt his blood boiling and it was difficult to control his temper.

Yu Fan sighed, looked at the red mark on the porcelain-white skin of the man in front of him, and stretched out his hand:

"Too much violence, hurting others and yourself, benefactor, haven't you seen it?"