บท 226: Forgive Me Darling

"Give… give me a hand!" Zhan Ting raised a shuddering hand from the bottom of the hole.

The four of them looked at each other, Blackie then stepped forward, stretching out his hand and dragging the person out from the hole, then… easily tying him up.

"What do you want?" After Zhan Ting had been tied up like a dumpling, he then realized that something was off and he glared at them, "Who are you, I'll warn you, you had better let me go or suffer the consequences."

"Zhan Ting, you're still alive indeed." Blackie looked at him and said. Not just that, his cultivation had not fallen much.

"You…" Zhan Ting stared at him, then opened his eyes wide. "Li Yin! Why are you here?" His expression became cold and he said with apprehension, "I've already given you the position of Demon King, what else do you want?"

"Pui!" Blackie glared at him, "The Demon King was clearly won by my own ability, who wants you to give it to me."