Shock! The Evil Emperor actually pampered the entire cultivation world

Playing is playing, joking is joking, but Ji Qi never jokes when he opens his mouth.

"Who said just now that Zhu Jiu hated Jia Lancheng and Feng Zhiyi? It's you and the others, Xi Lingyi, right? Come on, stand up. What else do you have to say now?"

Immortal Lord Guangyuan quietly hid in the sleeve of Xiling's clothes, avoiding the gaze of Ji Qi who was nowhere to be seen.

Everyone was somewhat embarrassed for a moment. Indeed, from the beginning to the end, they saw that Zhu Jiu not only had no resentment at all, whether in front of others or behind their backs, but also frankly forgave the other party.

Not only that, he also sincerely hoped that Jialan City could leave the Shifang Mountains in the future.

"The Evil Emperor is broad-minded and admirable." Some people couldn't help but sigh and ask themselves, they couldn't bear such a situation and still remain calm after being treated like this.

People are selfish, and reason and emotion are often a never-ending tug-of-war. When the back is turned, the latter is often the victorious general.

But there was never a trace of gloom in Zhu Jiu's peaceful eyes. She could easily understand everything from a bird's-eye view.

From this point of view, she is not even that human.

Seeing the subtle respect in everyone's eyes, Xi Lingyi naturally couldn't just sit there and wait for death.

The process is not important, but the established result cannot be changed in any way.

She pointed at the screen angrily and said, "No matter what, the Jialan people were kind enough to take her in, and she was ungrateful. In the end, she killed them all! How despicable!"

Everyone reacted and started cursing, saying that Zhu Jiu was as hateful as the Sword Immortal was.

Facts speak louder than words. No matter how admirable Zhu Jiu was at the beginning, it could not change her evil deeds of massacring the city and digging out the sword embryo in the end!

But what is different from before is that they now want to know what Zhu Jiu experienced in Jialan City that caused such a huge change.

……

on the screen.

The parties involved, Zhu Jiu and Feng Zhiyi, followed Feng Qingjue side by side.

Feng Zhiyi, who had always been open and honest, rarely felt a little embarrassed, and he couldn't figure out where this feeling came from.

But it was only for a short while before he kindly asked, "Dad, why didn't you bring an umbrella with you? It would be fine if you didn't bring one, but how did a Nascent Soul cultivator get soaked?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Zhu Jiu secretly, touched his chin and guessed seriously, "Could it be that you also have a fever?"

Feng Qingjue clenched his dark fist tightly to avoid hitting his own son in the face.

He walked alone in the rain, squeezing out a few words from between his teeth: "You knew your dad was wet in the rain but you didn't hold an umbrella for him? You are so attentive to others."

Feng Zhiyi shook his head and said, "No, Dad. You are strong and healthy, and you have practiced cultivation. You will be fine even if you are struck by lightning. What's a little rain?"

"Zhu Jiu is weak, his spiritual energy is exhausted, and he is injured, so he naturally needs care."

Feng Qingjue tried to hold back, but couldn’t hold back any longer, and finally yelled out: “Then why are you asking such a shit!”

Because he was too excited, a clump of burnt hair on top of his head fell off.

Feng Zhiyi blinked and reminded honestly: "Dad, you are bald, all your hair has fallen out!"

Feng Qingjue: It’s my blessing to have you.

Zhu Jiu almost got internal injuries from trying to hold back his laughter, and he covered his chest and started coughing again.

Her cheeks were dizzy from coughing, and her eyes were rippling. She felt shy and blushed when she saw Feng Zhiyi, who was fumbling to hand her the handkerchief.

Feng Qingjue simply couldn't bear to watch: Whoever wants this son can have him, he can't afford it.

……

When they arrived at the city gate again, the Jialan people were still looking forward to it. After seeing Feng Qingjue, none of them was not shocked.

A group of people came to help him up, and Aunt Lin screamed like a pig being slaughtered: "City Lord! City Lord, what happened to you? City Lord? Why do you look like you were struck by lightning?"

Everyone was talking at once, and Feng Qingjue's head was about to explode, but he was always kind and gentle to everyone except Feng Zhiyi, so he waved his hands repeatedly to calm down the worried people.

The situation calmed down after a while of chaos.

Feng Qingjue wiped his face tiredly again and felt a hand full of dust.

Zhu Jiu couldn't tell what the expression was on that pitch-black face, but he saw that the other person's eyes were quite stern.

It seemed like she was warning her to stay put, leave as soon as possible, not to cause trouble, and not to try to seduce her son again.

Zhu Jiu interrupted him with a smile.

"In fact, you worry too much. I, a Qi Refining Level 9, was able to cross the Ten Directions Mountains and escape here not because of anyone's help, but because of the Thousand Miles Teleportation Talisman. Therefore, no one can find this place."

This is true. Yue Shangshuang's family is not an ordinary small family. Yue's parents love their young daughter very much and gave her the chance to escape when they were in life-and-death crisis.

When everyone heard this, they felt that only in this way could Zhu Jiu suddenly appear here, and then there was an uproar.

Who is this girl who possesses the Thousand Mile Teleportation Talisman, a precious talisman that is like a legend to them?

The way they looked at Zhu Jiu changed and became speculative.

After knowing that no one would come to seek revenge, Feng Qingjue's frown relaxed a little: "Then why didn't you say so earlier?"

If they had known this earlier, how could they have stopped her from entering the city?

Zhu Jiu remained silent.

Because at that time she didn't feel there was any difference between being in the city and being outside the city. It made no difference whether she was in the city or not, so there was no need to waste words.

Now... since there is a young man trying to pull her in one direction, she might as well save him some effort.

……

After entering, Feng Qingjue opened the city defense formation. A layer of light blue light flashed by, and the fog could no longer penetrate, but the rain continued to fall as usual.

Generally speaking, city defense arrays are uniformly deployed by array masters sent by major forces above. They are necessary military facilities. In order to cope with different situations, they will have different effects depending on the degree of activation.

At this level...it's probably just the superficial first level.

Seeing Zhu Jiu staring at the city defense formation in a daze, Aunt Lin thought that this delicate young lady looked down on the weak barrier, so she glared at him with a bad tone.

"We in Jialan City are not as rich as the people outside. How can we have so many spirit stones to supply continuously to fully activate the city defense formation?"

They were only forced to open all the gates when monsters besieged the city in spring.

Before Zhu Jiu could say anything, Feng Zhiyi moved aside to block her, "Aunt Lin, did you forget something?"

Aunt Lin was stunned. "What's the matter?"

Feng Zhiyi frowned and said seriously, "You forgot to feed your pigs."

Aunt Lin clapped her hands and ran back in a hurry. A loud voice came from afar, "Young City Lord! Why didn't you say so earlier!"

Feng Zhiyi turned around and smiled brightly at Zhu Jiu, with a hint of pride on his handsome face.

Zhu Jiu hesitated for a moment, then silently gave a thumbs up, "Young City Lord is awesome."

Feng Zhiyi raised his well-defined chin, looking as happy as a silly roe deer.

"Zhu Jiu, you should stay at the City Lord's Mansion tonight! I'll take you there! Oh, by the way, we've been in the rain together and held umbrellas together, so it's too formal to call me Young City Lord!"

"Hmm?" Zhu Jiu followed him, taking light steps over the puddles beneath his feet.

"Well, why don't you just call me... stop thinking."

……

Feng Qingjue, who had finally finished the city defense work, turned around and saw the two men's backs walking side by side like jackals and tigers, as well as his son's last embarrassed words.

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My heart is so tired, let it be destroyed.

Offscreen.

Wen Ren Sejue said softly and sarcastically, "Stop it~"

Chu Yi raised his hand to summon the historian, "Remove the surname of Jia Lan Jian Xian in the history books, and record it as 'Zhi Yi' from now on."

He sneered, "Third Junior Brother likes it, right? From now on, the Nine Netherworld will obey his wishes for generations to come."

Feng Zhiyi opened his starry eyes in horror: "...This, there is no need for that, Second Senior Brother."

Yi Chi’s hands also trembled, it’s so poisonous!

She looked at Feng Zhiyi with sympathy, wondering when this shame of being stripped naked on the spot would end.

It seems that she needs to be more careful in covering her vest...

Thinking of this, Yi Chi took a deep breath and turned his eyes to see Cangjie.

Wen Shi’s handsome face was as white as jade, and his eyes were covered with a red silk.

Yi Chi scratched his palm, trying to get rid of the disgusting image in his mind.

"What are you thinking about, nephew?" Just as he was thinking about it, he heard the other party's gentle voice close to him.

Yi Chi's hands trembled, and he wrote and drew on the ground seriously, and answered obediently: "I was thinking about the magic that Master taught me today. It's so difficult."

Cangjie smiled, and it sounded so good that it was enough to make water drip. "What kind of magic is related to Master Uncle?"

Yi Chi looked down and saw that the stick figure on the ground was indeed covered with a ribbon.

"..."

She was silent for a moment, then answered, "Uncle Master, I injured my hand when I was feeding pigs at home, and it doesn't work well anymore."

A look of pity flashed across Cangjie's face, and he shook his head and sighed, "Really? How pitiful! My demon clan generally doesn't keep useless limbs. If you find them annoying, you can follow suit."

Shopping?

Yi Chi's heart sank, and he quickly shook his head, "No need, uncle!"