All around, everyone was talking and their eyes were full of curiosity.
"The Mo Mansion said a few years ago that there was a lost eldest son. He was handsome and had an extraordinary bearing. He was definitely one of the best among men."
"Could it be that Jiucheng is the lost eldest son of the Mo family in the early years? The Mo family is really lucky."
"If we can climb the high branches of Yingyue Tower, the structure of Nanzhou will change. I am afraid that the leader of Nanzhou will no longer be Yan Mansion, but Mo Mansion."
"The lost child turned out to be the owner of Yingyue Tower. This kind of luck is only due to the third generation of the Mo family."
"..."
There are many different opinions, and all the words are pointing to Mo Mansion.
Even the head of the Mo Mansion was shaken.
Could it be that Yingyue Louzhu Jiuci is his child?
If this is true, then the entire Mo Mansion will send chickens and dogs to heaven.
This is a great joy.
Looking back at Jiu Ci, at this moment, Jiu Ci is walking forward.
The direction they were going was not where Nanzhou Mofu and others were, but Ye Qingge, who was standing high on the jade steps in front of the Demon Melting Fire Altar.
Everyone's eyes lit up, "Is it possible that Jiu Ci needs to deal with Ye Qingge first before he recognizes his sister?"
"It's very possible that it's better to kill Ye Qingge before you recognize your sister than to kill her after you recognize her." Someone nodded in agreement.
Mrs. Honghuang Zi's heart, which had been hanging on her head, finally calmed down when she saw Jiu Ci's attention falling on Ye Qingge.
Madam Zi just wants to get back the god-level true energy.
Under this premise, Ye Qingge must die.
With Jiuci in hand, everything will be much easier to handle.
At the same time, Lin Heshan and others were also breathing rapidly.
It came out after a thousand calls.
Jiuci is finally here.
A monster like Ye Qingge can only be eliminated by Jiu Ci, the true god of killing.
On the contrary, Wang Qinghong narrowed his eyes and looked at Jiu Ci suspiciously.
There seemed to be something wrong at this moment, but she really couldn't tell what was wrong.
Wang Qinghong moved his eyes away and looked at the God King.
Just now, the God King secretly removed the protective barrier of the demonic alien bones in Ye Qingge's body, and she could see it especially clearly.
In just a moment, Nan Xueluo suddenly woke up and finally understood.
How could Fengqi be so arrogant and free-spirited that she would succumb to a man.
The reason why Fengqi did not refine the alchemy stone to reshape his body was because the alchemy stone contained a spiritual chain.
Brother God King...you are so cruel.
Nan Xueluo's eyes flashed with tears, and her eyes were red.
The person she loved borrowed her hand to set up a terrible situation for ten thousand years, just to stay with Fengqi forever.
Ridiculous, funny, really ironic.
There, under the gaze of countless people, Jiu Ci finally walked in front of Ye Qingge.
Countless people held their breaths. Is the talented girl Dong Di really going to die in the hands of Jiu Ci?
Lin Heshan looked at Qingge's beautiful face and slender figure, and then thought that after this, Ye Qingge would be a beautiful woman with withered bones. When he scratched the loess, Lin Heshan felt pity in his heart.
He had been looking forward to Ye Qingge's death. When this moment came quickly, Lin Heshan felt a subtle feeling of loneliness.
It must be said that Ye Qingge's performance is always unexpected.
If he and Ye Qingge weren't already mortal enemies, he would pity such a beautiful genius.
Liu Yunchang tried to stop Jiu Ci, but seven people from three sects, four sects, and four elegances surrounded Jiu Ci.
"Jiuci, if you have something to say, don't let it show blood." Liu Yunchang lowered her voice and said, spreading her hands in a protective gesture and standing in front of Qing Ge, her protective intentions undisguised.
"Your Excellency Jiuci, if you have any prejudice or displeasure, you can talk to us." Feng Qingyang said.
The so-called title of "Your Excellency" is not the younger generation versus the older generation, the weak versus the strong, or the strong versus the strong.
Bi Yuqing watched this from a distance, sneered contemptuously, and secretly sneered in her heart: No one can stop the person Jiu Ci wants to kill.
Mrs. Honghuang Zi was uneasy and was ready to snatch the true essence after Ye Qingge's death.
Below the altar, Gu Rongzhao and the other four gentlemen were smiling happily, as if they were waiting for the clouds to open to see the moonlight, and the huge cloud in their hearts was finally disappearing.
Gu Rongzha thought happily that after Ye Qingge's death, he would naturally succeed to the throne of the Eastern Emperor.
Many people just want Ye Qingge to die.
There are also many people who hold onto the weapons in their hands and are willing to fight side by side with Qingge until death.
Jiu Ci frowned and looked at Liu Yunchang in confusion. Who wants to talk to this guy?
Jiu Ci walked forward, approached Qing Ge, opened the fan specially, and showed the four words "my sister is the most beautiful".
Liu Yunchang pressed forward step by step, stopping Jiu Ci.
Jiu Ci felt unhappy, "What are you going to do?"
Liu Yunchang pursed her lips and said nothing, but proved with her actions that she would protect Qing Ge until the end.
Jiu Ci became impatient. With a wave of his hand, the group of eight hundred killers fell to the ground, their swords at war with each other, and their momentum was horrifying.
"This poster said that I don't want to see blood today. Of course, if I want to see blood, I have to see the blood of everyone in Xizhou."
Jiuci's voice was gloomy, murderous and murderous.
Liu Yunchang's eyes widened, Jiu Ci was forcing her to risk everyone's life?
Seriously... can no one save that girl?
Eight hundred killers surrounded and suppressed them, and competed with Liu Yunchang and others.
The fifty-two sect leaders stood behind Liu Yunchang, forming two factions with the Yingyue Tower killers.
The atmosphere is like fire, the wind is roaring, and murderous intent is rising!
Qingge didn't want those people to sacrifice their lives for her, and she didn't want blood to soak the land of Xizhou.
The song was elegant and indifferent, and he smiled lightly, "General Liu, thank you."
Qing Ge slightly pushed Liu Yunchang and others away, walked down the jade stairs, and stood in front of Jiu Ci.
"Master Yingyue, the people of Xizhou are so innocent. If you have anything, come to me." Qingge looked at death as if he were at home, and smiled detachedly.
Hundreds of thousands of onlookers burst into tears when they heard the heroic and gentle voice of singing and singing, sacrificing their lives for righteousness, and suddenly felt reluctant to let go of that proud and fearless woman.
"Eastern Emperor!" The eyes of those followers who came from Dongzhou were red.
"We are willing to live and die together with the Eastern Emperor." they shouted passionately, and they took out their weapons and put them in front of their necks.
The Eastern Emperor is here, they are here.
If the Eastern Emperor dies, they will die.
Qingge turned her head and looked at the person below, smiling brilliantly and resplendently.
There are brothers like this, with blood boiling, and it is not a waste of time to live in this world.
Jiu Ci looked at Qing Ge from a close distance, but he was a little at a loss.
When he was in Fengcheng, he had thought about many things, but when this moment finally arrived, he couldn't say anything out of his thousands of words.
"Master, please let me down, why bother dirtying your hands." A young killer rushed over indignantly, trying to look familiar in front of Jiu Ci.
This killer is also an acquaintance. Not long ago, Jiu Ci sent him to the main city to kill Ye Qingge.
When Jiu Ci saw the killer, an idea flashed in his mind, and he came up with a plan. He suddenly became angry and kicked the little killer on the butt.
"What are you doing, you bastards? They're all like logs. Why don't you kneel down to welcome the saint?" Jiuci said angrily.
Kneel down to welcome the saint?
The little killer got up, looking confused.
Many killers looked at each other with doubts.
The little killer scratched his head and looked around, but he was still confused.
The little killer walked up to Jiu Ci, "Master, who is the saint?"
They looked confused.
"Since your aunt is singing Ye Qingge, why don't you go out without thinking? Don't say that you are the owner of this building from now on." Jiuci was angry, a group of people who had no eyesight.
Hearing this, there was a lot of noise, and countless people froze on the spot, only suspecting that they had heard wrongly.