In front of the embankment of the sea area, a place of riots.
The ghost tribe in the nearby city quietly approached Ji Yue and others' base camp. More than 600 demons surrounded this group, and sharp swords shone brightly in the sunlight.
Emperor Jiujun frowned tightly. The ghost tribe chose to come over during the day, and the elves had no ability to fight, which showed that the other party was prepared.
Long San confronted him with nearly two hundred demons.
For a moment, the wind and cranes were in a panic and the sword was tense.
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 a strong anger erupted from his body. He turned into a terrifying god of death, which made people terrified.
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The saint moved his lotus step gently, walked over quietly, saw the scene inside the house clearly, covered his mouth and shouted softly, "Where has Qingge gone?"
Ji Yue lowered her face, suddenly slapped her backhand, and slapped her fiercely in the face of the saint.
The saint noticed Ji Yue was furious and immediately knelt down, covered her painful face, lowered her head, and sobbed, "King Ji, I am also very concerned about Qingge's mysterious disappearance, but what do you mean?"
"Strangely missing?"
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, they have never taken action before, which means they maintain a neutral attitude. Moreover, the Ghost Tribe is close to the demon mercenaries.
Relationship, I promoted them at the height of my heyday, and they would never take action against me. Otherwise, I would not choose to escape here when I was chased by Xun Wuqing. But the ghost tribe suddenly came today, and someone would definitely challenge me.
,And during this period, you were the only one who had been to Ghost City. Qingge happened to disappear at this time, so you actually had the face to say that he was mysteriously missing?"
The saint's face turned pale, feeling embarrassed that he was pierced by others.
Immediately, the saint gritted her teeth, burst into tears, and said, "Demon King, we have grown up together since childhood. I have never abandoned you for so many years. Although I love you, I am not a sinister and cunning person, and I act openly and honestly.
How could I do this? I went to Ghost City because the cold wind suddenly rose recently and I was worried that Qingge would catch a cold, so I went to Ghost City to get warm wine to drive away Qingge's cold."
Seeing Ji Yue's face was cold and hard, her expression was gloomy, and her heart couldn't help but beat violently. In a panic, the saint was still kneeling on the ground, quickly moved her knees and entered the wisteria house, lifting the bone cup that fell to 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 force your brothers into the Jedi for a human woman?"
Ji Yue's face was unstable. He was windy and rainy. He leaned down slightly, stretched out his slender hand and clamped the saint's chin. The saint's facial muscles twitched slightly.
Ji Yue exerted so much force that she seemed to crush her jawbone.
Two faces, close to each other, Ji Yue's expressionless face finally showed a smile. The indifferent smile was as gentle as the wind, but the chill in her eyes was trembling.
The saint's breathing was a little short, but saw Ji Yue saying softly, "If I didn't find her before midnight today, then you don't have to live."
Ji Yue straightened up and exerted a little force on her hand. The saint fell to the ground weakly, and despair appeared 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 momentum, and his subordinates cannot resist it."
"Can't resist?" Ji Yue seemed to be thinking seriously about Long San's words. After a moment, the evil smiled and the arrogant aura penetrated from her bones, "Then you all go to die."
Long San was stunned, his body was stiff and his limbs were tense. He looked at Ji Yue in disbelief.
"Demon...Demon King..."
While Long San was silly, Di Jiujun walked in. Seeing this scene, he was stunned, "What's going on?" You looked around and didn't see Ye Qingge, and then asked, "Where is Qingge? Where is she going
Now?"
After a little thought, Emperor Jiujun reacted, pointed at Long San angrily and asked, "Long San, where is Qingge?"
Long San looked embarrassed, he lowered his head and did not speak.
The sound of ridicule from the Ghost Tribe came from outside, and the Demon King's lineage was seriously injured. However, Ji Yue sat on the chair, her legs overlapped, and her face looked fierce, not caring at all.
"If you know and don't tell me, everyone will die because of you." Emperor Jiujun said angrily.
If Qingge is really gone, Ji Yue will definitely give up everyone here.
Let them die under the sword of the Ghost Tribe.
Emperor Jiujun's words seemed to crush Long San's last straw. He closed his eyes, his lips trembled slightly, and said, "Demon King, give up, I threw Ye Qingge into the sea, she is now
The paralyzed person has been half a day since the incident, and she can't survive."
Bang-
Ji Yue stood up suddenly, her whole body was full of arrogance. The whole wisteria house built by him turned into flying chips and rushed in all directions in the strong wind. Ji Yue looked at Long San with her eyes fixed on her and sneered, "You
Dare, too?"
Long San's faces were red and red, and he simply did not care about everything, and said righteously: "Demon King, you are the Lord of the Nine Five, the King of the Demon Realm. Sooner or later, you will stand back to your original position. At that time, Ye Qingge will be
Your biggest obstacle is the stumbling block on your way forward. Long San knows that he is in trouble and is willing to die."
Emperor Jiujun closed his eyes and was furious.
Suddenly, he looked at the saint who had been lowering his head with sharp eyes. Long San had always been honest and said the same thing. He would never have thought of such a sinister method. There was only one possibility. Long San was instigated.
Ji Yue sneered, "I really have good intentions. Should I thank you?"
Long San's lips turned white and he didn't dare to speak.
Ji Yue suddenly looked at Emperor Jiujun, "Wuyou, where is Fuxi?"
Di Jiujun frowned, "It's strange to say that Wuyou, Fuxi seems to have evaporated out of thin air and disappeared."
Ji Yue looked at Long San, and Long San denied it in court, "I only attacked Ye Qingge. I didn't do anything about the other holy beasts and children. This matter has nothing to do with me."
Ji Yue carefully observed Long San's expression, and saw that Long San's expression was sincere, she believed it. After a moment, Ji Yue suddenly burst into laughter.
The Nine Emperors were confused.
Ji Yue glanced at Emperor Jiujun and said, "Jiujun, we are both seriously injured. Let Long San and the Saint in this battle with the Ghost Tribe."
"Long San, I have given you the opportunity to make up for the merits. If you don't want it?" Ji Yue sneered.
Long San crawled on the ground, but his heart was full of doubts. He thought Ji Yue would be furious and even killed him, but what happened now?
The Saint was sweating profusely. She knew the strength of the Ghost Tribe. If it were the Demon King and Di Jiujun would not go to the battle, how could she and Long San win alone?
What's more—
When she went to Ghost City, she specially used a method to make the Ghost Tribe attack the Demon King. If she went to fight, she would definitely die.
Chapter completed!