Shock! The Evil Emperor actually pampered the entire cultivation world

Zhu Jiuwei had just finished eating the snake meat, and before the wolves were dead, he saw a stunning sword light.

The unstoppable killing force of the sword easily defeated the wolf pack, and their heads rolled to the ground one by one.

Hot blood spurted.

The heroic young man in black and white clothes stood still and slowly sheathed his sword. While doing this, he looked up and met the gaze of Zhu Jiu who was sitting on the tree.

They looked at each other through the drizzling rain, and both were stunned for a moment.

Feng Zhiyi is a handsome young man with a pair of starry eyes, which are blazing and clear, like an eternal flame in the night rain.

Of course, the good-looking ones are the top-notch ones, but Zhu Jiu has seen many handsome men.

She felt carefully, but didn't notice that this person had what she was looking for.

It doesn't seem to be the evil god.

Zhu Jiu's eyes turned dull and he lost interest.

And Feng Zhiyi's perspective...

Outside the screen, on the screen, Ji Qi carefully examined his micro-expressions, slowing down the video frame by frame to interpret them——

"I saw a girl in a white dress covered in blood, with wet black hair sticking to her face. She was delicate, pale and slender."

"Only his lips were bright red, with fresh blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, as if he had suffered internal injuries."

"She looks like a spoiled young lady who has lost her way. She is so fragile that she will break if you bend her. She is different from every Jialan person I have ever met."

"She is trapped in the wolf's captivity and has only reached the ninth level of Qi training. She is really pitiful. When I met her calm eyes, my heart suddenly started beating faster."

"Is it the aftereffects of using the sword? No matter what, I have to save her from this terrible situation!"

The several passages of recitation with ups and downs were full of emotion and detailed, and the sense of substitution was very strong.

Looking at that young and helpless expression that was obviously aroused, you know what, it fits perfectly.

Everyone: "..."

Feng Zhiyi, whose past was exposed, said: “…”

Chu Yi sneered disdainfully, "I didn't expect that Junior Brother was like this before. It really opens my eyes."

Feng Zhiyi felt as if a thorn in his back. He silently pulled out the Ye Yao umbrella from his back, opened it, and covered his face, blocking out the surrounding gazes and sunlight.

Yi Chi covered her ears in pain. She couldn't take it anymore and was about to pass out from embarrassment.

Everyone let out sharp explosions at the innocent young swordsman.

"Sword Immortal, run away! This is a female demon in human skin! She has just eaten snakes, poisoned wolves, and gouged out meat! What a pitiful thing!"

Ji Qi sneered while eating melon seeds: "It's too late, he has fallen in love."

……

within the screen.

Feng Zhiyi, whose home was stolen by the god of love, was like a young boy who had lost his mind and had no idea what he was stammering about.

His eyes were bright and he asked in a low voice, "...Girl, why are you alone in the tree?"

Zhu Jiu fell into deep thought, wondering if this guy was a fool.

Standing in the rain, she glanced at the grave and replied seriously, "The scenery here is beautiful. I'm here to enjoy the moon."

The sound is also very nice.

Feng Zhiyi's confused mind was finally soaked by the rain, and he began to feel that something was wrong.

Just as he was about to say something to save face, he heard a loud crack and the tree, which had been mostly dug up, finally collapsed.

Zhu Jiu fell down sleekly, like a helpless duckweed in the wind.

Feng Zhiyi was startled and flew away, "Girl, be careful! I'm here to save you!"

Then they started to turn their waists, look at each other, spin, and land.

Outside the picture, Ji Qi thoughtfully added a festive suona.

Everyone: “…” They suddenly found themselves in a rural, rustic romance series. This was not the chivalrous and stunning swordsman they knew at all!

The fellow disciples looked coldly at Feng Zhiyi who buried himself in the umbrella.

Wen Ren Sejue smiled lazily, and every word was like a pearl, "Meeting at the grave, tears shed on Jia Lan, evil fate, unbearable pain."

……

In the picture, the two people had just finished spinning and returned to the ground, and Feng Zhiyi seemed to have caught a light feather.

His handsome face flushed, "Girl, you are too light, you need to eat more meat."

She blinked her bright eyes and said earnestly, "Last time I carried a wild boar cub home for Aunt Lin. It was heavier than you."

Zhu Jiu swallowed the thank you that was about to come out of his mouth.

"Maybe a wolf ate some of it." She sighed softly, with a bitter tone.

She looked like a pitiful woman who was cornered and had no other options.

But Feng Zhiyi was so heartbroken that he didn't pay any attention to what she said and just kept on nagging her to comfort her.

Zhu Jiu: This middle school boy talks a lot.

……

Outside the screen, everyone looked as if they were watching a delinquent teenager being sold and counting money for others, with a look of despair on their faces.

The Sword Immortal is beyond help, really.

……

In the picture, Zhu Jiu had an injury on his leg and walked slowly, with one step deep and one step shallow.

Feng Zhi didn't understand what was going on, he just thought Zhu Jiu was a lady from a wealthy family, that's how it was.

He held up an oil-paper umbrella with cherry-colored galanthus printed on it and for the first time in his life he slowed down his pace and followed closely.

The umbrella tilted, giving all the water to her, while she herself was soaked to the bone.

Zhu Jiu was puzzled: "How can a Jindan cultivator... get wet?"

Feng Zhiyi's brain, which had been floating in the air, finally retracted into his head. In order to show that he was not the stupid son of a landlord, he looked at Zhu Jiu with flickering eyes and gave an urgent explanation.

"No, but I'm a little hot."

Zhu Jiu glanced at his bright red ears and nodded in understanding, "Yes, young people have body heat."

Before he could figure out the other party's riddle, a shout came from the distant forest -

"Young City Lord! Young City Lord! Where are you?"