Tiandao League is in the headquarters of Tonghai city.

Su Daoyuan and Zhang Laitian stood respectfully in front of a man wrapped in a black robe, not daring to breathe.

"Zhang Fangtian, you did a good job." There was a cold voice in the black robe.

"Lord, I......" Zhang Laitian's face was pale, trembling and crawling on the ground, muttering in his throat, but he could not say a word.

"well, what kind of agreement have you made with demons?" The man in black snorted coldly, and then said, "he let you go. Well, isn't that strange? "

"the Lord, the devil said..." Zhang Fangtian's forehead is covered with cold...