Zhao Wuji finally knew what life was worse than death.

Furious, Little Nine, with her teeth and sharp claws, tore him to pieces, inch by inch.

Zhao Wuji saw his body being crushed with his own eyes.

Then again, he felt the taste of his genjutsu being torn apart.

"Ahhhhhh, no, spare me, I ...... give me a hard time ......"

He squealed and wailed like a wild boar whose hair had been plucked by a live scald.

But how could Xiao Jiu, who was completely ...