The ghost tribe in the nearby city quietly approached the base camp of Ji Yue and others at some point. More than 600 demons surrounded the group, and sharp swords gleamed in the sunlight.
Emperor Jiujun frowned. The ghost tribe chose to come during the day, so the elves had no ability to fight. This showed that the other side was well prepared.
Long San brought nearly two hundred demons with him to confront them.
Suddenly, the wind roared and the swords were drawn.
Seeing this, Ji Yue turned around and walked into the Wisteria House. However, the house was empty, and there was even a disgusting smell floating in the air. The man's pupils tightened, and strong anger erupted from his body, transforming into a terrifying death, which made people frightened.
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The Holy Maiden moved lightly on her lotus steps and walked quietly. She saw the scene in the house clearly, covered her mouth and whispered, "Where did Qingge go?"
Ji Yue's face sank, and she suddenly slapped her backhand, hitting the saint's face hard.
When the saint noticed that Ji Yue was furious, she immediately knelt down, covered her face in pain, lowered her head, and said with sobs: "Prince Ji, I am also very concerned about Qing Ge's mysterious disappearance, but what do you mean?"
"Mysterious disappearance?"
Ji Yue's eyes flashed with a cold light, "Do you think I have no brains? Although this place is very close to the ghost tribe, the fact that they have not taken action before means they have maintained a neutral attitude. What's more, the ghost tribe has a close relationship with the demon mercenaries.
Relationship, I promoted them in my heyday, and they would never add insult to injury and attack me. Otherwise, I would not have chosen this place to flee when I was hunted down by Xun Wu Lei. However, the Ghost Tribe came out of nowhere today, and there must be someone among them who is instigating it.
, and during this period of time, you are the only one who has been to the Ghost City, and Qing Ge happened to disappear at this time, so you actually have the nerve to say that he disappeared mysteriously?"
The saint's face turned pale, and she felt embarrassed that someone had penetrated her.
Immediately, the saint gritted her teeth, with tears streaming down her face, and said: "Demon King, we grew up together, and I have never abandoned you in all these years. Although I love you, I am not a cunning person, and I act openly and aboveboard.
How could you do such a thing? I went to the Ghost City because the cold wind started blowing out recently, and I was worried that Qingge would catch a cold, so I went to the Ghost City to get some warm wine to keep Qingge away from the cold."
Seeing Ji Yue's cold face and cold expression, the saint's heart couldn't help but beat violently. She panicked and still knelt on the ground. She quickly moved her knees and entered the wisteria room, lifting the bone cup that fell on the ground.
, "The warm wine in this bone cup has been drunk by Qingge. What I said is true. Demon King, are you going to push your brothers into despair for a human woman?"
Ji Yue's face was cloudy and cloudy, and it was windy and rainy. He slightly bent his upper body, stretched out his slender jade-like hands, and clamped the saint's chin. The muscles on the saint's face twitched slightly.
Ji Yue used so much force that it seemed like she was going to crush her mandible.
Two faces, very close at hand, Ji Yue's expressionless face finally showed a smile, that kind of calm smile, as gentle as the wind, but the coldness in her eyes made her heart tremble.
The saint's breathing became rapid, but she saw Ji Yue whispering word by word: "If I don't find her before midnight today, then you don't have to live anymore."
Ji Yue straightened up, and with a slight exertion on her hands, the saint fell weakly to the ground, despair appearing on her pale face.
Long San stumbled over, knelt in front of Ji Yue, and said: "Demon King, the ghost tribe is coming with great force, and my subordinates cannot resist it."
"Can't resist?" Ji Yue seemed to be thinking about Long San's words seriously. After a moment, she smiled evilly, and her arrogance seeped out from her bones, "Then you all go to hell."
Long San was stunned, his body stiffened and his limbs tensed. He looked at Ji Yue in disbelief.
"Demon... Demon King..."
While Long San was sighing, Emperor Jiujun walked in. Seeing this scene, he was also stunned, "What's going on?" He looked around and saw Ye Qingge, so he asked, "Where is Qingge? Where is she going?
Already?"
After thinking for a moment, Emperor Jiujun reacted, pointed at Long San angrily, and asked, "Long San, where is Qingge?"
Long San looked embarrassed, lowered his head and said nothing.
The jeers of the ghost tribe came from outside, and the demon king's lineage suffered heavy casualties. However, Ji Yue sat on the chair with her legs crossed and a stern look on her face, not caring at all.
"If you know and don't tell, everyone will die because of you." Emperor Jiujun said angrily.
If Qingge really disappears, Ji Yue will definitely give up on everyone here.
Let them die under the sword of the ghost tribe.
Di Jiujun's words seemed to be the last straw for Long San. He closed his eyes, his lips trembled slightly, and said: "Demon King, please give up. I threw Ye Qingge into the sea. Now she is
The paralyzed person, half a day has passed since the incident, and she will not survive."
Snapped--
Ji Yue stood up suddenly, with blazing arrogance all over his body. The entire wisteria house built by his own hands turned into flying debris, flying in all directions in the strong wind. Ji Yue looked at Long San intently and sneered, "You
Do you dare?"
Long San's face was red, and he was desperate and said angrily: "Demon King, you are the Nine-Five Lord and the King of the Demon Realm. Sooner or later, you will stand back to your original position. At that time, Ye Qingge will be the leader."
Your biggest obstacle is a stumbling block on your way forward. Long San knows that he is wrong and is willing to die."
Emperor Jiujun closed his eyes and was furious.
Suddenly, he looked sharply at the saint who kept her head lowered. Long San had always been upright and would never think of such an insidious method. There was only one possibility: Long San was instigated by others.
Ji Yue sneered, "It's really well-intentioned. Should I thank you?"
Long San's lips turned white and he didn't dare to speak.
Ji Yue suddenly looked towards Emperor Jiujun, "Wouyou, where is Fuxi?"
Emperor Jiujun frowned, "It's strange to say that Wuyou and Fuxi seemed to have evaporated out of thin air and disappeared."
Ji Yue looked at Long San, who denied it in court, "I only attacked Ye Qingge. I didn't attack other holy beasts or children. This matter has nothing to do with me."
Ji Yue observed Long San's expression carefully, and when she saw Long San's sincere expression, she actually believed it. After a moment, Ji Yue burst out laughing heartily.
Emperor Jiujun was confused.
Ji Yue glanced at Emperor Jiujun and said: "Jiujun, we are both seriously injured. In this battle with the ghost tribe, let Long San and the Holy Girl fight."
"Long San, I've given you the chance to make up for your past mistakes. What if you don't want it?" Ji Yue sneered.
Long San was lying on the ground, but his heart was full of doubts. He thought Ji Yue would get angry and even kill him, but what is going on now?
The saint was sweating profusely. She knew the strength of the ghost tribe. If the demon king and Emperor Jiujun didn't fight, how could she and Long San win alone?
What's more -
When she went to the ghost city, she specially used a trick to let the ghost tribe attack the demon king. If she went to fight, she would definitely die.