Shock! The Evil Emperor actually pampered the entire cultivation world

The raindrops on the road gradually turned into silk threads until they disappeared. When the rain stopped, it was already midnight.

The two men put away their umbrellas.

Zhu Jiu always felt that someone was following her. While talking to Feng Zhiyi, she inadvertently looked back and saw a little girl of about eleven or twelve hiding in the corner.

It's the one at the city gate.

He was covered in dust, looked timid, a little panicked and frightened, and looked sick.

The little girl obviously had little experience in tracking, and she ran away like a frightened bird as soon as she caught Zhu Jiu's gaze.

Zhu Jiu withdrew her gaze and didn't want to investigate further because she and Feng Zhiyi were surrounded.

Perhaps because there are more mortals in Jialan City and there is no need to compete for time for cultivation at night, shops and markets are very lively at night.

Her biggest feeling along the way was that Feng Zhiyi was truly a little darling that the people of Jialan both loved and hated.

The first type of people:

"Young City Lord! I heard that you used the sword embryo again to repel the monster this time. Eh, you must have had heart pain. I was lucky enough to dig up some soul-enriching ginseng two days ago. Take it back and make some porridge!"

"Yes, that's right. Young City Lord has been guarding Jialan City since he was very young. He has worked very hard to protect our safety. You should take my Purple Night Ganoderma back with you as well!"

"And me, and me! This furnace of Heart Protection Pills is the latest one I refined. Young City Lord, take it back and try it out. It will definitely work this time!"

"Come on, Liu Laosan, you have so many versions of the Heart Protecting Pill that the Young City Lord gets a stomachache every time he eats it. I advise you to take a break and stop causing trouble for others!"

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Facing these people, Feng Zhiyi had a hearty smile on his face all the time. He protected the delicate Zhu Jiu behind him, accepted all the gifts, and while expressing his gratitude, he happily talked to Zhu Jiu secretly.

"Zhu Jiu Zhu Jiu, let me tell you, Uncle Zhang's iron pot stewed pig's trotters are delicious. Let's go back and try it together. You will get better soon... Hmm? My father? He doesn't want to eat it!"

"Uncle Liu's ambition is to let our Jialan City have a high-level alchemist of its own. Unfortunately, a person will eventually be trapped by his unattainable ambitions throughout his life!"

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The second type of people:

"Young City Lord, next time you go out, can you please not step on my tiles? The roof has been leaking for more than a dozen times! If you do this again, I will complain to the City Lord!"

"Young City Lord, you can practice swordplay if you want, but what do you mean by cutting down the Jialan tree in front of my house? I want to complain to the City Lord!"

"You haven't paid for the spirit stone for the spirit sword you stole from the store last time!"

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On one side are the Jialan people who are as enthusiastic as if they were their own sons, and on the other side are the Jialan people who are full of resentment and chasing Feng Zhiyi to collect debts. The two types of people sometimes overlap, with one caring and the other blaming.

Oh, you haven't split yet?

Seeing that the road was about to be jammed, Zhu Jiu tried hard to keep smiling. She found that following Feng Zhiyi seemed to be a wrong choice.

Feng Zhiyi laughed dryly twice, his eyes flickered as he whispered to Zhu Jiu: "Now you know why I don't like to take the ordinary path."

Zhu Jiu held his forehead with his hand.

"Huh? Who is she? Why have we never seen her before?" At this time, someone finally noticed Zhu Jiu who was hidden behind Feng Zhiyi. The crowd fell silent, and men, women, young and old all looked at her with strange eyes.

After all, it is quite rare to see a stranger in this place, and this girl is delicate and beautiful, wearing the cloak of the young city lord!

Zhu Jiu saw these people's eyes lingering between her and Feng Zhiyi, with two parts of obscurity, three parts of pickyness, and five parts of hostility -

The typical harsh look of a man sizing up his future daughter-in-law, inch by inch from top to bottom.

I always feel that the next sentence will come out, like "You are weak and have difficulty giving birth. I will give you five spirit stones, and you leave our young city lord." Some terrible words.

Facing the crowd, facing the doubts, facing the malice, Zhu Jiu chose to be patient and magnanimous and take a step back.

She took a step back and stretched out her hand to hook Feng Zhiyi's bone-strengthening hand, and covered her heart with her hands, frowning.

"Zhi Yi, who are these people? They suddenly rushed over and scared me so much that my heart ached."

As delicate as a flower after the rain, it is as beautiful as it can be.

Everyone: "!!!"

Super! I saw the white lotus become a spirit!

Nonsense, it's obviously green tea essence!

No! It's a vixen!

They sneered with confidence, it was so funny, the young city lord would never be seduced by such an indecent woman!

They didn't know who the young city lord was. He had vowed that he would only stand shoulder to shoulder with the sword-cultivating chivalrous woman in his life! He simply looked down on women who couldn't carry anything on their shoulders or lift anything with their hands!

Just as they were waiting to see Zhu Jiu being humiliated, they saw their dear young city lord blushing like a tomato, his starry eyes as sweet as a pretty newlywed bride.

He pouted and coaxed in a low voice: "Did you get scared? I'll take you back right away. The City Lord's Mansion is quiet, without all this noise."

"Heartache? I'll give you some spiritual energy when I get back, and I'll give you those soul-enriching ginseng and purple night fungus to replenish your body!"

Ever since Feng Zhiyi met Zhu Jiu, he had never seen such a look of dependence in this man's quiet and deep eyes.

At this moment, he was being held by those soft and boneless fingers. Even though he knew it was fake, his heart was still burning and his soul was floating. He didn't care about others at all. He was only focused on making Zhu Jiuchong smile.

Zhu Jiu raised his eyes slightly, glanced at the petrified people, and raised his delicate nose slightly, and said reluctantly: "Well, Zhiyi has to cook it for me personally."

Feng Zhiyi couldn't help but nodded repeatedly: "Of course."

He almost volunteered to donate his blood for medicine.

As he spoke, he drew his finger, unsheathed his sword, and flew away with Zhu Jiu on the sword.

The noisy crowd that was blown by the sword's tail: "..."

What just happened?

……

Offscreen.

Ji Qi added precise words next to Feng Zhiyi: Who is Wang Baochuan? Can she dig wild vegetables as fast as a great sword immortal like me?

Everyone hesitated to speak and sighed three times: "..."

Sword Immortal, you, hey... It's not that I don't want to say good things for you, but you, hey... you really are not living up to your expectations!

Hey!

Wen Ren Sejue squatted on the ground, stirring the water in the pot fiercely, and said with a smile: "Zhi Yi, I want to drink white porridge. It would be better if you can add some blood of Senior Brother."

Judging from the time, this sword fairy seemed to be the first one that Zhu Jiu took the initiative to hold hands with...

Chu Yi ordered his men coldly to deliver enough firewood, "Make sure that Zhiyi Sword Immortal can survive day and night for three thousand years."

The cold gaze of Yue Shangxian pierced Feng Zhiyi's hands like a deadly scimitar.

He held his sister's hand with his left hand and his shoulder with his right hand. Which hand should he chop off?

Forget it, let’s start with the neck first. There is only one neck, no need to choose.

Yi Chi was laughing while eating melon seeds.

Wonderful. Wonderful.

……

within the screen.

After avoiding the encirclement, Zhu Jiu signaled Feng Zhiyi to put her down.

Her wounds healed quickly and her energy was consumed very quickly. She was indeed weak, pitiful, and had a unique physique that allowed her to eat a lot. However, after traveling all the way, she felt hungry.

Looking for food on the street.

Perhaps it was because the city was often harassed by monsters and monsters, causing population decline, and thus the children matured quite early.

Children in their teens have already gone out to work in a tactful manner, and gray-haired old people also guard the shops at night.

There is no peace in a time of turmoil.

Of course, the above “maybe” was just Zhu Jiu’s guess, and then she found out that she was so wrong…

A little girl of about twelve or thirteen, wearing a headscarf, stood on a knee-high stool and skillfully drew sugar figures. The brown sugar stains were bright and the sweet fragrance was tempting.

As she got closer, it smelled even sweeter. She swallowed her saliva and looked at the painted candy figures with shining eyes. She pointed at three of them in a row and said, "Little friend, I want this, this, and this."

The other person paused and looked up. Although her eyes were those of a little girl, they were filled with the shrewdness and eagerness of an adult businessman.

After carefully looking at Zhu Jiu, she stood on tiptoe to pretend to be a candy man and said with a bad look on her face: "Auntie, why are you insulting people when you buy things?"

Zhu Jiu: "......?" Aunt what? What aunt? Who did she insult?