System invasion, Queen fights monsters to upgrade, kills the system

Gu Jiahua looked at the dagger stuck in the ground, and her heart suddenly rose to her throat: This is Xu Zhoujiao's sword, and now it happens to appear here, which means...

Xu Zhoujiao, she has been watching this farce!

Before Gu Jiahua could react, Xu Zhoujiao's voice came from behind her: "I heard that the Saint's accompanying sorcerers are all dead, and they want me, Xu Zhoujiao, to give an explanation."

"I am here now. I wonder what explanation the Saint wants?"

Gu Jiahua secretly hid the hand that shot the hidden weapon into her sleeve.

He turned around and said to Xu Zhoujiao with a sad face: "Lord City God, my sorcerer died in the room last night for unknown reasons."

"Jiahua has no other choice but to come to you for help."

"Please, Lord City God..."

Xu Zhoujiao gently pinched Gu Jiahua's chin and smiled contemptuously at her: "Died in an unclear manner? Saint, are you sure?"

"Why do I feel that the way they died is closely related to the magic that the Saint learned?"

Listening to Xuzhou Jiao's firm tone.

Gu Jiahua was filled with worry and anger: She had originally thought of using Zhou Quan and the others' death to embarrass Xu Zhoujiao. Whether it was murder or a demon...

As the City God, she cannot escape blame.

Perhaps the people's trust in her will be greatly reduced because of her dereliction of duty.

As soon as she loses power.

At that time, all their actions in Kyoto will go smoothly.

At this critical moment, Xu Zhoujiao saw the cause of Zhou Quan's and their deaths at a glance, and directly brought the matter to light.

The person who is now in a difficult situation is not Xu Zhoujiao, but she has let him get hold of her handle again!

Gu Jiahua looked at Xu Zhoujiao's calm and composed appearance, and couldn't figure out how she knew the secret of her sect's magic...

The sorcerers who came with her to the secluded place were clearly dead. Who could have told her that?

Who killed them after Zhou Quan and his team dealt with Montenegro?

Gu Jiahua, who didn't understand what went wrong with his plan, became visibly angry.

Xu Zhoujiao picked up the sword on the ground, looked down at the bodies of Di Zhouquan and others lying on the ground, and said to Gu Jiahua, "Are these sorcerers who practice evil arts worthy of the Saint Girl yelling at me in front of my City God Temple for them?"

"Does the Saint think that I, Xuzhou Jiao, have too much free time?"

No matter how dissatisfied Gu Jiahua was in her heart, she didn't dare to show the slightest displeasure to Xu Zhoujiao.

She showed a pitiful look, and followed Xu Zhoujiao's words and implied:

"Master City God is right. Those who died were just a few sorcerers. They are not worthy of your trouble, Master City God."

"It's all because Jiahua was flustered and didn't think things through. She brought these unlucky things with her to bother you."

"This is all Jiahua's fault. Please punish her, Lord City God!"

As soon as Gu Jiahua finished speaking, a child's voice came from behind the crowd: "Bad woman, you are saying bad things about Sister Jiao!"

As the crowd slowly dispersed, a three-year-old baby appeared in front of everyone.

The little girl was wearing a red bellyband and had two pigtails tied up in the air. She looked at Gu Jiahua menacingly.

He also had a rice basket on his head.

Little Nezha chewed the big meat bun in his hand, and stomped his feet angrily at Gu Jiahua, who was full of tea. "You old woman, how dare you talk to Sister Yin Yang Jiao? Nezha, I will tie you up and kick you like a ball!"

Xu Zhoujiao looked at the little Nezha who suddenly appeared, and clapped her hands at him in surprise: "Little Nezha, why are you here?"

Little Nezha, holding the rice basket on his head and running with his little feet, came to Xuzhou Jiao.

"Grandma Ying was worried that Sister Jiao didn't have breakfast, so she asked Little Nezha to bring it to you."

As he spoke, little Nezha shook the rice basket in his hand towards Xuzhou Jiao.

Xu Zhoujiao wiped his greasy little face, took the basket from his hand, and weighed it in her hand.

Oh, this kid stole a lot of food along the way...

Little Nezha, who was still unaware that he had been cheating on her and had already been exposed, was now standing in front of Gu Jiahua, with his hands on his waist, arguing with her loudly: "You old woman pretending to be young!"

"If you want to talk, just talk properly. Who are you trying to show off to by acting so aggrieved?"

"Where did you come from? You are a green tea monster. You speak in such a weird way and cause misunderstandings!"

"Could it be that you want others to think that Sister Jiao bullied you?"

"A few sorcerers who harm people. If God doesn't take them away, will they continue to follow you and do evil?"

"Old woman, what are you aggrieved about? Tell me!"

Gu Jiahua looked at the little kid in front of her who was speaking frankly to her, especially when she heard him calling her old woman.

She could no longer maintain the pitiful expression on her face!

"Lord City God, your child is so rude, are you just not going to do anything about it?"

Little Nezha felt very unhappy when he saw Gu Jiahua tilting her head to question Xu Zhoujiao.

He reached out and turned Gu Jiahua's head around, making her continue to face him: "I'm the one talking to you, why are you looking for trouble with Sister Jiao?"

"You said I don't know etiquette, but you deliberately acted so pitiful and humble in front of everyone. Where is your etiquette?"

"Even a child like me can see through your hypocrisy. Are these adults even worse than a child like me?"

As soon as Little Nezha said this, all the people present nodded immediately to show that they had seen through it, too...

I felt Nezha's greasy little hands moving around on my face.

Gu Jiahua waved his hand away in disgust and shouted, "Get away from me, you damned child! Don't touch my face with your dirty hands!"

Little Nezha fell to the ground due to the force she swung.

His big eyes were soon filled with tears.

He pursed his lips, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and said to Gu Jiahua aggrievedly: "Nezha, you are not a dead child, Nezha is very good."

"Nezha just wanted to protect Sister Jiao, why did you hit him?"

As he spoke, little Nezha raised his well-behaved face and looked up at everyone who was watching. There were still crystal tears hanging at the corners of his red eyes, and his little face was full of grievances.

Especially the words "I'm very good" directly touched the hearts of the onlookers.

His aggrieved and pitiful appearance made everyone present imagine his tragic and tortuous life story one after another.

He instantly won everyone's sympathy.

Zhu Zhi picked up the little Nezha who was acting very devotedly on the ground, and took him quietly away from the crowd that was attacking the Holy Maiden Dazhen.

Gu Jiahua, who had been severely taught a lesson by a little kid, was completely dumbfounded when he saw the people of Dayin who were cursing at him loudly:

She had used this trick to her advantage before, but this was the first time she suffered a loss from a colleague...

Little Nezha lay in Zhu Zhi's arms, looking at Gu Jiahua who was unable to defend herself, with a cunning smile on his face.

Hehehe~

With your little tricks, you still want to compete with Master Nezha in acting?

Go back to the womb and practice again...

Zhu Zhi looked at the small handprints on his chest that were scratched by Little Nezha, and said helplessly:

Uncle, would you please wipe your hands first?