Shock! The Evil Emperor actually pampered the entire cultivation world

Offscreen.

Before everyone could see Zhu Jiu's intention to kill, they were already pissed off by Zhang Jiji and felt very disappointed with him.

In this chapter, Jiji must fail at the critical moment? Is it easy for Feng Qingjue to guard against him day and night?

And these Jialan people are the same, they will only add to the trouble!

They couldn't wait to ask Feng Zhiyi, "Did your father let them out?"

The latter looked at the screen with sorrow and said in a deep voice, "I don't know. At that time, I was in seclusion to sprint for the Nascent Soul stage. When I came out of seclusion, a night had passed."

"Except for the Evil Emperor and Lily, no one else survived. Everyone except Su Huan had wounds stained with the aura of the Origin Sword Force."

Everyone felt sympathetic, but even more confused. "But now it seems that these people are more likely to die because of their own actions. Why did the Evil Emperor want to kill them?"

Chi Li said coldly, "Don't look at me. Not long after my sister died, Zhu Jiu knocked me out."

Everyone: “???” How did Su Huan die?

……

within the screen.

Zhu Jiu watched calmly.

When the turmoil reaches a certain point, some of the truth will surely come to light.

At this time, at the gate of the city, Zhang Jiji, who was accompanied by a large group of people, was already in a fierce confrontation with Feng Qingjue.

The former once again sincerely explained the previous statement.

Feng Qingjue was indeed so angry that veins popped out on his forehead, his face darkened, and he scolded with his beard trembling.

"Zhang Jiji, do you know what you are doing? You usually make trouble in Chunyan Tower, and I just pretended I didn't know. But tonight you brought so many people to make trouble. Are you worthy of your identity as a city guard?"

Zhang Jiji's face turned cold, and the scar on his face looked much more hideous.

"We have known each other for three hundred years. I have done so much for you and for Jialan City. Now I can't even fulfill my last little wish?"

Everyone held their breath and watched this tense moment of confrontation.

It seemed that someone had eaten his brain and his good friend, with whom he had worked happily for many years, was turning against him because of marrying his childhood sweetheart.

Feng Qingjue took a deep breath and felt his vision go dark. He suppressed the surging blood and tried to persuade the man earnestly.

The general meaning is: Jiji, Zhiyi is about to join a big sect, and Jialan City will usher in good days, you can't be confused.

Why do you want to give away your wealth? How do you know that those opportunities out there to increase your lifespan or improve your cultivation won't fall into your reach?

Besides, if something goes wrong, wouldn’t all the hard work over the years be wasted?

……

Feng Qingjue's words were comprehensive, explaining the key points from all directions, and even brought up Feng Zhiyi, whom Zhang Jiji had always loved very much.

I almost said it explicitly, but once today is over, you can do whatever you want.

Anyone who heard this would have to think twice, even many people who had previously decided to follow Zhang Jiji out of the city stayed behind.

But Zhang Jiji refused. He wanted to go out of town tonight to pick up Qingmei and keep her in bed.

One insisted on getting out, and the other refused to let him go.

In the end, Feng Qingjue looked at the other thousands of people who followed Zhang Jiji in anger.

"Are you going to join him in this mischief? Are you going to disregard your own future?"

People rarely saw Feng Qingjue, who was usually good-tempered, with his eyes wide open in anger, so they all felt guilty for a moment and lowered their heads in silence.

However, Zhang Jiji was unhappy. He thought that the person who scolded him did not take him seriously. This was a slap in the face of him in public!

He had always been a prominent figure in Jialan City. When had he ever suffered such an injustice?

Zhang Jiji stretched out his hand, holding two swords in his hands, the world is mine, he pointed the swords at Feng Qingjue on the city wall, his eyes were sinister and cold-blooded.

"Feng Qingjue! If you don't let me go tonight, don't blame me for ignoring our years of friendship. I will definitely get out of this city gate!"

Everyone was shocked. Is Zhang Jiji so stubborn?

But on second thought, half of the Jialan City guards obey the city lord, and the other half actually obey Zhang Jiji in secret. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the second city lord.

The young city lord is not here either, and both of them are in the early stage of Yuanying. It is hard to tell who is better in this fight...

That’s not right, there’s another person!

They all looked at Zhu Jiu, and even Feng Qingjue looked hesitant.

Zhu Jiu waved his hand, "Don't ask me, there's no result, you guys go ahead and fight, my main task today is to eat, don't worry about me."

Everyone secretly spat and thought, whoever dares not to care about you, you would kick into the river.

However, it can be roughly seen that this person has no interest in the infighting between the two.

Then it'll be fine.

Just when everyone thought that the two were going to have a fight, Feng Qingjue's face turned grim, and after a while his shoulders slumped.

"Jiji, we have been friends for many years. I absolutely cannot lay a hand on you."

"You can leave the city today, but you can only leave by yourself and you cannot harm others."

This can be considered as the city lord taking a step back.

Everyone thought that the city lord really had a good temper. He was able to remain calm even when he was being bullied. He was really kind-hearted.

Let’s just leave it at that. Stop making a fuss.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jiji looked drunk, his face changed, and he shouted: "Feng Qingjue, what do you mean, do you look down on me?"

"You don't even want to fight, what a coward! If you don't come to me, then I will come to you!"

As he said this, he jumped onto the top of the city wall. The city defenders didn't know whether they should take action or not, so they remained motionless for a while.

So Feng Qingjue and Zhang Jiji started fighting in a shocking manner.

It is a very fantastic scene. Everything was good for three hundred years, but suddenly it changed?

Everyone was stunned, and many people shouted, "Stop fighting!"

Zhu Jiu felt that there must be something fishy going on between these two people.

Feng Qingjue looked depressed and his face was blue. Under the fierce attack of Zhang Jiji's two swords, his moves were fierce. The fight continued until it started raining again, but there was no result.

Zhu Jiu took out the umbrella from the storage ring and held it open to continue looking.

With her eyesight, she could naturally see that Feng Qingjue was obviously inferior to Zhang Jiji. Not only that, he was also stronger than the monsters that besieged the city that day.

After Zhang Jiji used his double swords to chop, he looked at Feng Qingjue sinisterly, and took advantage of the opponent's attack force to suddenly spread his arms and fly back.

He passed through the city defense formation and retreated ten feet, landing in the poisonous miasma outside the city.

Compromised?

Everyone craned their necks to watch.

Feng Qingjue's expression was gloomy and uncertain, "Jiji, do you have to be so stubborn?"

"If you go, I hope you come back soon. The city gate will always be open for you."

Zhang Jiji laughed loudly in the rain, and the scar on his old face was extremely scary.

"Hahaha, I, Zhang Jiji, am a man of my word. Feng Qingjue, you don't think that I said I would bring Qingmei back in style, but you're giving up now, right?"

"I want them all to follow me!" He pointed his dry hand suddenly at the people he brought with him.

Feng Qingjue frowned as he watched him go crazy. He wanted to scold him for being insane, but he held back and sighed heavily, "Come back sooner. Although the poisonous miasma is not fatal, the monsters are also extremely dangerous."

So far, we have done our best.

But Zhang Jiji refused to give up. He smirked evilly, "Don't you think I can do nothing about it? Humph."

So what else can he do?

While everyone was puzzled, Zhang Jiji smiled triumphantly, turned his head and looked behind him, and everyone followed his gaze -