At this moment, whether it was the Eight Hundred Killers, Liu Yunchang and others, or the hundreds of thousands of onlookers, they all had dull expressions on their faces.
this……
Jiuci made great efforts and mobilized troops to come to Xizhou to welcome Saint Yingyue. The world can accept it.
What they can't accept is that the saint of Yingyue Tower is Ye Qingge who has been involved in troubles in recent days.
If Ye Qingge is really Jiu Ci's sister, why did Jiu Ci reveal the reward and threaten to kill her?
What's more, Ye Qingge's father is Ye Jingfeng, the monarch of Dongzhou. Both of them are from the Four Stars. It is said that Jiu Ci is related to the Nine Realms, so how can he be Ye Qingge's younger brother?
All this is simply unbelievable.
Even though a moment passed, only the fallen leaves were blown gently by the wind, rising faintly, and you could hear needles falling everywhere. Everyone was silent, and they were so shocked that they couldn't say a word.
Even Qing Ge himself, who has always been calm in dealing with things, fell into shock after hearing Jiu Ci's words.
She? Sister Jiuci?
Qingge's eyes flashed, and she suddenly remembered the Yingyue Dagger given to her by the maid in Yingyue Tower.
The Yingyue Dagger is a sacred object in the tower and can control many killers in the Yingyue Tower.
But Qingge fell into an endless loop and had doubts, but never thought of such a situation.
Could it be that something went wrong and Jiuci recognized the wrong relative?
Just when this idea appeared in Qingge's mind, Qingge's eyes narrowed slightly, her body tensed and her limbs froze, and a cold air came from her heart and went straight to the sky.
Fang Yu once said that he was her brother, and she also thought about whether her brother really existed and that he was someone else other than Fang Yu.
At the same time, looking at the Xizhou Altar hidden in the darkness above the sky, his pupils widened radially, and his eyes were filled with an unbelievable look of shock.
He is a cunning and cunning person. Ever since he can remember, except for Yan Bingtong's accident, all people and things have been under his control and played by him.
Now, another surprise occurred.
Ye Qingge’s brother? Jiu Ci?
Fang Yu closed his eyes tightly and clenched the palms inside his sleeves into fists.
Isn't that child dead?
Under the altar, a place for cultivators in Dongzhou, Lord Nan was surprised for a while, then bumped Ye Jingfeng with his elbow, "What a Lord Ye, he has such a terrifying son, and he actually hides him."
"Son? My wife has never given birth to a son for me. Before Qing Ge, my wife and I were both innocent and had no children." Ye Jingfeng hugged the little bun, his face full of doubts, and he was puzzled.
untie.
Seeing Ye Jingfeng's expression, Nan Jun looked at Jiang Huaishan beside him, both of them were surprised.
Nanjun murmured to himself, "Could it be that this child jumped out of the stone?"
Ye Jingfeng looked up at Jiu Ci on the altar, carefully holding Jiu Ci's handsome face, and suddenly discovered that Jiu Ci's expression looked like Yan Bingtong's, especially his eyebrows and eyes, which were 70% similar to Yan Bingtong's.
Because of his temperament and identity, Ye Jingfeng didn't watch Jiu Ci carefully when he first appeared.
Now I stared at Jiu Ci's face seriously, and realized that this face looked more and more like Yan Bingtong.
When I first met him, I knew he was a handsome man, and when I looked at him, he looked exactly like his wife.
Ye Jingfeng frowned, becoming more and more surprised and confused.
In his life, he has only one woman and one wife, and that is Yan Bingtong.
In the past nearly twenty years, even though many young and beautiful women appeared in front of him, even tempting them, he never took a second look at them.
Ye Jingfeng didn't understand where this child came from.
He knew Yan Bingtong's character well, and if Yan Bingtong had a child before him, he would definitely tell him.
I had a splitting headache due to the night terrors, and my brows were furrowed as if they were tied into knots.
Little Baozi, who was held in Ye Jingfeng's arms, tilted his head, opened his bright and clear eyes, and looked at Jiu Ci curiously.
In a deserted land, Fang Yu looked at Jiu Ci's face and fell into deep thought.
In the deep, cold and calm eyes like a lake, waves suddenly surged.
Compared with Qing Ge's appearance, Jiu Ci's spiritual resemblance reminded him more of the woman in his memory.
He felt exactly the same as Ye Jingfeng. The more they looked at each other, the more they looked like each other, and the more they became drunk, until he could no longer move his eyes away.
It was as if the handsome man on the altar and the figure of his beloved woman had merged into one.
Fang Yu's mood, which had always been calm, finally experienced violent ups and downs in an instant. Fang Yu's breathing became increasingly rapid, even panting.
Fang Yu clenched his fists tightly, crushing the material of his sleeves. He closed his eyes and secretly adjusted his mood that suddenly felt like a storm.
When Fang Yu opened his eyes again, the man in black robe standing elegantly reflected in his eyes, with ambition deep in his eyes.
Like a lion in the forest, it has discovered its prey and its supper.
Fang Yu's mind suddenly formed increasingly dirty thoughts.
Ye Qingge was cultivated by him. Step by step, he made Ye Qingge the carrier of the Love Gu of the Ninth Life.
The carrier of the Nine Worlds Love Gu must have a specific constitution, and Jiu Ci is obviously not suitable.
The carrier is not the strength of strength, but the class distinction of physique.
He wants these two people, these brothers and sisters.
One is locked on the bed for him to play with.
A person locked in a gorgeous prison, admiring his beauty.
Just thinking about this kind of life makes everyone feel happy.
When Li Qinglian returned here, a gust of wind blew up the gauze under Fang Yu's cloak. Fang Yu took off the mask on his face, revealing a strange expression and a creepy cold smile.
Fang Yu looked down intently, and Li Qinglian was surprised. She followed Fang Yu's gaze and saw Jiu Ci scratching his hair.
Suddenly, Li Qinglian was frightened.
Jiu Ci's appearance is very similar to that woman.
Fang Yu is not willing to be content with Ye Qingge, and still wants to take action against Jiu Ci?
"Jiuci's identity is mysterious. He comes from the Nine Realms and is difficult to deal with." Li Qinglian said.
"The more difficult it is, the more interesting it is. If everything in this world can be easily achieved by everyone, wouldn't it be too cheap and tasteless?" Fang Yu's smile grew thicker and he said lightly.
"..."
Jiu Ci did not find any potential dangers. Of course, to him, those dangers were not dangers.
At the moment, Jiu Ci only has one thing on his mind, which is to take his sister home and replace Ji Yue as her sister's support.
Jiu Ci suddenly became furious when he saw that his killers didn't respond for a long time.
Jiu Ci's eyes became sharper and sharper, and his temperament was fierce and sharp. The killers shuddered and reacted one after another. They all walked towards Qingge in unison and bowed three times to bow down.
"We sincerely welcome the saint. May the saint live a thousand years and be graceful for generations to come."
"We welcome the saint..."
Eight hundred killers spoke in unison, and their voices were so loud that they soared into the sky, with overwhelming momentum.
Jiu Ci saw that Qing Ge didn't move or speak for a long time. He just felt that this little girl was too happy.
Jiu Ci rubbed his little hands, coughed dryly, looked at Qing Ge and said seriously: "Ge'er, don't be afraid, they are all very kind people."
When everyone heard this, they stared, stunned, and their mouths twitched wildly, in disbelief.
Yingyue Tower kills countless people. The killer who travels through the night and leaves no one alive. Is he kind?