Shock! The Evil Emperor actually pampered the entire cultivation world

The wind and rain make the anus cold, and the whip hits the buttocks and makes the balls hurt.

Zhu Jiu beat up everyone, but no one admitted that they had any bad intentions.

Everyone sincerely said how much they liked Lily and that they wanted to get close to her when they saw her.

Zhu Jiu was exhausted, so she said something vicious and cruel, "Just squat like this today, and if I can't hear the jokes of you all over the city tomorrow, hmph."

She sneered sinisterly, scaring the people present so much that their already painful hips felt even more painful, and they shouted that they would obey her.

devil! ! !

Zhu Jiu left with satisfaction, but did not continue to look for his fugitive maid.

I heard from those people that when Lily was sold by her father, the courtesan in the building took pity on her because she was too young and insisted on protecting her for a long time.

Later, the oiran sister Fanghua passed away and was bedridden. She was driven out of Chunyanlou by the brothel owner, and Lily took her in.

The two of them are more like sisters.

I guess the little maid should go visit the courtesan who is hiding somewhere unknown.

Zhu Jiu thought so and went straight back to the City Lord's Mansion without stopping. On the way, he found that the few people there were excited about the victory, but also listless.

There are dark circles all over his eyes, as if he had been practicing Taoism all night.

But after seeing her, they were both afraid and grateful, perhaps because the news outside the city had spread.

As she watched, Zhu Jiu found that she was also a little sleepy.

Turning around, she saw an "Uncle Liu Dan Pavilion". She touched the one thousand low-grade spirit stones that Lily had given her and walked in confidently, ready to buy some recovery pills to treat her internal injuries.

She didn't know at this moment that Feng Qingjue was looking for her all over the city.

There are quite a few people in Dan Pavilion.

After Zhu Jiu went in, he saw Uncle Liu who had delivered the elixir to Feng Zhiyi on the street last time.

Uncle Liu was so arrogant when facing guests that he didn't even bat an eyelid.

Ting Feng Zhiyi said that he was an alchemist with a very low success rate in making pills.

But after all, he is the only intermediate-level Xuan-grade alchemist in Jialan City. Everyone is forced to patronize him every time, holding the mentality that they will die if they don't eat it.

Therefore, although this person does not have a high level of cultivation and does not participate in the war, he is still well-known and has a high status in Jialan City. No one looks down on him except the two people from the City Lord's Mansion and Zhang Jiji.

The store is decorated in a very elegant and stylish way.

Uncle Liu has a small mustache and small eyes, and looks like a profiteer selling antiques.

He looked like he had just woken up, and was lying comfortably on the Arhat couch, drinking fragrant tea, smelling sandalwood, appreciating calligraphy and paintings, shaking his head and squinting his eyes.

There was also a pile of notes on alchemy experience placed next to it.

It is in stark contrast to the bloody situation outside the city.

As soon as Zhu Jiu came in, the noise from other people in the store

Uncle Liu was startled. He looked up and their eyes met.

Zhu Jiu was jealous. Why was this man living the bad life she wanted?

This shop looks quite wealthy, so it should be more comfortable to live in than the City Lord’s Mansion, right?

Facing Zhu Jiu's unfriendly gaze, Uncle Liu was stunned with a proud look on his face. Why did this evil spirit come here?!

He immediately spat out a mouthful of sour tea.

He wiped his mouth, and his leisurely face suddenly changed into the enthusiastic look of a waiter: "Sir, what would you like to order? Today, the store is offering a 50% discount on all pills for the city defense army!"

Zhu Jiu said, "I am not a city guard."

Uncle Liu immediately changed his words wittily, "Fairy Zhu Jiu is a great benefactor of our Jialan City, so the whole place must be free."

That’s why he runs a shop and speaks so nicely.

Zhu Jiu: "Is it true?" 0.o

"Really, really!" Uncle Liu nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, thinking only of quickly coaxing away the person who had killed the Jindan stage monster with this sword. He must not offend him.

He thought it was a trivial matter, and gave Zhu Jiu whatever he wanted. Then he heard Zhu Jiu say seriously, "I think this store is good."

Uncle Liu: “…” Damn it, please don’t make things difficult for me, Uncle Liu.

Zhu Jiu saw his face turn green, and her jealous mood turned bright. She laughed, "You're just kidding, Uncle Liu."

When Uncle Liu saw her smile, he became even more frightened. He quickly stood up to give her his seat and wiped the cold sweat from his face.

"Well, I am not worthy of being called Uncle Liu. Fairy, you can just call me Old Liu. Fairy is a great benefactor of our city and saved the young city lord. What kind of pill do you want? Just tell me!"

Zhu Jiu pondered for a moment and said, "Let's have some."

Uncle Liu: “…” You are not pretentious at all.

While thinking this, the man offered his seat to Zhu Jiu and carefully poured tea for him. "What's the big deal? It's nothing. Please sit down first. I'll serve it to you."

Having said that, he turned and left, his hands and feet as swift as a waiter working from nine to twelve.

Zhu Jiu sat in this person's seat and gave him a thumbs up in her heart. It really was very comfortable. When would she be able to live such a carefree life?

When Uncle Liu came back, he saw that she was lazy and enjoying herself more than he did, which made him feel nervous.

Oh no, this guy wouldn’t really be interested in his shop.

He was respectful on the surface but panicked inside, "Fairy, everything is here, do you need anything else?"

When Zhu Jiu came to Jialan City, she had nothing, but Feng Zhiyi had given her a storage ring before.

She took the storage bag, and just when Uncle Liu was afraid that this man would want something else, Feng Qingjue walked in with a warm face.

He looked strange as soon as he saw Zhu Jiu. He checked all the way here and was "honored" to see those unlucky guys squatting in the corner.

It’s miserable, so miserable. It’s humiliating, really humiliating.

And because of his movements, the whole city has now rushed to watch...

Feng Qingjue put on a complicated expression. Seeing Zhu Jiu sitting there as naturally as if he was at home, he felt nervous.

Could it be that Zhu Jiu has found a new buyer so soon? I should have brought Zhi Yi over and tried to seduce her.

He and Zhang Jiji and others bowed to Zhu Jiu to express their apology.

"We have offended you with our previous words, and now we deeply regret it. We would like to apologize hereby, and hope that the fairy will forgive us."

"Today, the crisis in Jialan City was resolved and the Zhiyi Sword Embryo was subdued, all thanks to the help of Fairy Zhu Jiu. It is difficult to repay such a great favor."

After a pause, he took out a silver sword from his storage bag. It looked dazzling and should be of high-grade Xuan quality.

"This sword was left by an old friend of mine. If you don't mind, you can use it for self-defense."

"If you have any other requests, please feel free to ask. As the city lord, I will do my best to satisfy them."

Zhu Jiu thought that this group of people finally spoke some sensible words.

She originally had no idea about the sword, but when she saw the strange expressions on the faces of others after seeing the sword, she became curious and raised her hand to take the sword in her hand.

"Okay." This is considered as accepting it.

Feng Qingjue saw that Zhu Jiu was looking at Jian and didn't want to say anything more, his eyes flickered slightly, "It's getting late, the mansion has prepared some food, would you please give me a favor, Fairy?"

Foundation-building cultivators naturally don't eat much, but after what happened in the morning, Feng Qingjue has discovered this monk's little hobby of enjoying eating.

Zhu Jiu looked confused. What kind of food? Pickles?

An embarrassed look flashed across Feng Qingjue's honest face, "A proper meal."

Only then did Zhu Jiu happily stand up.