And he gradually felt that his cultivation was gradually absorbed by the black smoke, and his whole body became weaker and weaker. Then he couldn't help but fall down and fell to the ground suddenly.

Old Man Zhuge's hands were behind his back, and slowly walked to the Baimei Taoist Taoist with a hunched back, and then stepped on one foot on the Baimei Taoist's chest with a contempt. He looked down at the Baimei Taoist Taoist at his feet with a playful look, "Baimei, you don't need to worry! I won't take your life yet, and it will be of some use to keep you!"

Even though the Baimei Taoist was unwilling to accept it, the situation in front of him could no longer be reversed. He had to sigh heavily. At this time, the only concern in his heart was Xiaowei. He asked worriedly: "How are you doing Xiaowei?"

Old Man Zhuge smiled embarrassedly, "Haha, Xiaowei is just a little girl, and over the years, I have watched him grow up! But he followed a master like you, I really feel sorry for this little girl, but you don't have to worry. When all your value is used up, I will also send this little girl to the bottom to continue to be your apprentice!"

"You guy..."

The white-eyed Taoist gritted his teeth hard, and the cold luster shot out of his eyes stared at Old Man Zhuge fiercely, but at this time he was like fish on the chopping board, leaving only the portion that could be slaughtered by Old Man Zhuge.

“Master…”

Xiaowei's voice came from a distance, and his hands were squeezed behind him. His white-eyed Taoist's cultivation was no match for these people in black, let alone Xiaowei?

Seeing that his master had become like this, Xiaowei immediately scolded Old Man Zhuge, "You old guy, why don't you let go of my master, otherwise I will definitely not spare you!"

"Haha, you little girl is so tough! But your master is hard to protect yourself now, so you'd better be obedient and don't do anything wrong! I can tolerate you for a few days because of the love you have over the years, otherwise... I'll send you down now!"

Old Man Zhuge smiled gloomyly, changing the affable impression he had left in front of Xiaowei before, as if he had become a different person.

"If you dare to touch my master, I will never let you go!"

Xiaowei completely ignored the threat of Old Man Zhuge and continued.

Old Man Zhuge winked at the man in black beside him. The man in black took out a piece of black cloth from his arms and stuffed it into Xiaowei's mouth. Then, Xiaowei's throat could only make a whimpering sound, and he couldn't say anything.

"You old guy, don't touch my disciple!" said Baimei Taoist quickly.

"Don't worry! As long as you obey my arrangements, I will never touch this little guy!" Old man Zhuge said viciously.

Then he ordered his men in black to take the White-Browed Taoist and Xiaowei to an empty room and take care of them.

Xiaowei tried every means to spit out the black cloth on his mouth, then looked at the frown Taoist beside him, and asked in a deep voice: "Master, what should we do now? Is it possible that we can only wait to be played with by that old guy Zhuge?"

Taoist Baimei sighed deeply and said, "Alas! Now we can only hope on Xiao Yang. As long as he can come back in time, everything will still have room to turn around!"

"Are you talking about that stupid Xiao Yang?" Xiaowei frowned slightly and asked in confusion. In his opinion, it would probably take several years for Xiao Yang's cultivation to be able to compete with Old Man Zhuge. Even if Xiao Yang comes back, he may not be able to change the current situation.
Chapter completed!