Shock! The Evil Emperor actually pampered the entire cultivation world

Chapter 107 Stupid Things

within the screen.

Zhu Jiu explained all the schemes behind Tong Qingcheng.

The latter nodded repeatedly, appreciating it very much. He said with emotion: "Fortunately, Fairy Zhu Jiu has been here for a short time, otherwise it would be hard to say whether my plan can succeed."

He looked smug and arrogant as he spoke, without any sense of shame for hurting anyone.

Zhang Jiji asked bitterly, "Feng Qingcheng, you were born and raised in Jialan City and have been supported by the people for three hundred years. How could you be so cruel?"

"Looking at their bodies now, don't you have any regrets at all?"

Yes, how can there be no feelings after living together for three hundred years?

Feng Qingcheng's face was filled with many emotions. He finally chuckled twice and said decisively, "No, it is their honor to be the nourishment for the sword embryo."

Zhang Jiji stared at him closely, then suddenly smiled contemptuously.

"This is the Feng Qingcheng I remember, sinister and vicious. Why did everyone like Feng Qingjue back then but not you? Is it really just because of your talent in cultivation?"

"You concealed your true nature and pretended to be Feng Qingjue for so many years, imitating his way of dealing with people and his words and deeds. It seemed like you killed him, but in fact you lived in his shadow every day. It must be very uncomfortable to be jealous for so many years."

"Shut up!" Feng Qingcheng suddenly became furious like a tiger whose butt was touched.

He drew his sword and rammed it towards Zhang Jiji, who was standing under the city, like an angry comet. "Since you support him so much, then die with him! It would be better if all of us died!"

That rampant arrogance is not at the early stage of Nascent Soul at all, it is clear that he is about to break through to the Spiritual Transformation stage.

"Chong-"

When the weapons collided, the "Wall Chisel" controlled by Zhu Jiu flew backwards, and her face turned pale, but Feng Qingcheng's attack was also blocked.

The latter was startled and said fiercely: "You can actually block my sword!"

He is now half a step into the state of transformation! Zhu Jiu is only at the foundation building stage. Even if the origin sword force is strong and can cross levels, the spiritual power is not strong enough and should not be able to stop him.

Zhu Jiu suppressed the fishy sweetness in her throat. She would indeed be at a disadvantage if she confronted him head-on, but what if not?

How can Feng Qingcheng, who only has a certain level of cultivation and a superficial understanding of swordsmanship, fight her?

That move just now was just to stop him.

Now, it's her turn to take action.

Zhu Jiu said nothing, and the Flying Sword Technique flowed from her jumping fingertips. A normal melee magic sword was transformed into a flying sword, and it attacked Feng Qingcheng like a ferocious spirit snake.

Feng Qingcheng was jealous. The genius was great, but could the genius ignore him?

He would make Zhu Jiu bleed to pieces today! He would torture her in every possible way and force her to reveal all the secrets of cultivation.

He became greedy and fought with Zhu Jiu's flying sword with his sword, trying to break everything with one force. However, the flying sword only used its speed to maneuver nimbly without a head-on collision, and the angle was weird, making it hard to defend against.

The key is to never make mistakes.

Feng Qingcheng had no place to use all his strength, and was instead found to have weaknesses everywhere and poked from time to time.

He felt extremely humiliated, as if he had punched cotton, but he quickly changed his strategy and attacked Zhu Jiu himself.

No matter how well I use the flying sword, am I not still a weakling?

Zhang Jiji gloated over his misfortune. He howled, "Fairy Zhu Jiu, this is the price you pay for destroying me!"

Zhu Jiu glanced at him and said, "I want to pay a price for destroying you? Ridiculous."

As he spoke, the sword technique changed, and the spirit sword pierced towards Feng Qingcheng's heart like lightning. Feng Qingcheng smiled coldly, he was just waiting.

Thinking of this, he didn't even try to dodge and swung his sword. However, the sword, which he had been controlling at will, struggled violently. He was horrified and the flying sword had already pierced his heart with a buzzing sound.

He was extremely shocked, and Zhang Jiji was also extremely shocked.

Zhu Jiu held the spinning sword, her spiritual power was almost gone. After she knocked back the spiritual pill, she raised her eyebrows and said, "Who said I can only control one sword?"

Although Feng Qingcheng's sword was contracted, it was still no problem to forcibly interfere with it for a short moment.

Two people: "!!!"

How can you, a Foundation Establishment Stage person, control two weapons? Isn't that a privilege for the Golden Core Stage person?

By the way, damn, she has the original sword power!

Feng Qingcheng looked ferocious, and he immediately abandoned his body.

A human-shaped Nascent Soul rushed out of the body and fled into the distance. Its speed was comparable to that of Zhu Jiu's Flying Sword.

Just when Zhang Jiji thought that the other party was about to escape, he looked again and saw Zhu Jiu's figure flashing and blocking the way of Yuanying.

She stretched out her hand and grabbed the aggressive Nascent Soul in her hand, as easily as grabbing a handful of melon seeds.

At this point, Zhang Jiji and Feng Qingcheng died.

The former was about to die, so he caught up with the latter and cursed him.

The latter concealed the viciousness in his eyes, and said to Zhu Jiu in panic: "Don't you like Feng Zhiyi? I am his father, if you kill me, you will never be together again!"

"As long as you let me go, I promise to get out of here!"

Zhu Jiu slapped his face and said, "What are you talking about? It's your son who likes me!"

Feng Qingcheng begged for mercy in vain. Knowing that he could not escape, he said grimly and proudly: "Even if I die, it doesn't matter. I have already succeeded. What about you?"

"It must be hard to watch these people die without being able to do anything. Hahahaha!"

Zhang Jiji could no longer curse, and his eyes were filled with extreme sorrow.

Zhu Jiu laughed sarcastically, "Did you really succeed?"

Yuanying's laughter paused.

Zhu Jiu picked up the sword in Feng Qingcheng's corpse's hand, stroked the sword near the hilt with his fingertips, and felt two words.

Yaoguang.

Feng Qingjue’s sword is called Yaoguang.

Drill a hole in the wall to steal light.

There was a hint of mockery in Zhu Jiu's eyes.

She said: "You originally wanted to use this sword embryo on yourself, what a pity..."

"The sword embryo is also selective. He simply doesn't like you, so you had to get married. You were implanted in his dantian when Feng Zhiyi was still in the womb."

"When Feng Zhiyi was born, the sword energy went wild and killed the mother."

"Right."

"..." Feng Qingcheng's face was so gloomy that water could drip from it, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and resentment.

Zhang Jiji was shocked when he heard this. It turned out that the death of Feng Zhiyi's mother was not an accident!

He poked at my heart happily, "Hahahaha, it's so funny, you've been busy for so long, but in the end, even the sword embryo doesn't look down on you, Feng Qingcheng, you're not destined to practice swordsmanship in this life!"

At the same time, the movement of infant formation in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion was about to stop.

Because there is no heavenly way, there will be no thunder tribulation.

Zhu Jiu took a look, picked up the two people in each hand, set up a barrier for Baihe and Su Huan, and then flew towards the City Lord's Mansion.

On the way, she smiled like a ghost: "Feng Qingcheng, you will soon find out that you have done something even more stupid."

……

While the two were puzzled, Zhu Jiu had already arrived in front of Feng Zhiyi.

The barrier set up by Feng Qingcheng has been destroyed. Feng Zhiyi sits cross-legged on a cushion with a serious look on his face. He is still immersed in the breakthrough of his realm and knows nothing about the changes in the city.

The sword embryo was perfect but incomplete because the time was a little off. It was very quiet, without the violence it had before.

Feng Qingcheng looked regretful, as if he was seeing a broken work of art.

Zhu Jiu narrowed his eyes. Did the resentment on the sword embryo disappear? No, it was dormant.

Zhang Jiji's eyes were complicated. Feng Zhiyi seemed innocent, but when he carried the sword embryo, he could no longer be innocent.

The more the sword embryo hated him, the more the Jialan people resented him.

But in fact, he could no longer tell whether it was instinct that made him appreciate this child who he had watched grow up since he was a child or something else.

He said bitterly: "Feng Qingcheng, you play the child raised by Qingjue, you really look like him."

It's no less than saying that your son is more like the man your wife keeps outside.

That man is more talented and more popular than you, and he crushes you in every way.

Feng Qingcheng felt even more heartbroken. He was a little Nascent Soul, and he was trying to scratch Zhang Jiji's face with his claws and fangs.

Zhu Jiu threw the two men to the ground like dead dogs.

She walked step by step towards Feng Zhiyi who had his eyes closed and was defenseless.

Feng Qingcheng's expression changed, "He is forming a baby! Don't touch him!"

Zhu Jiu squatted in front of Feng Zhiyi and tilted her head when she heard the words. The faint light fell on her delicate nose and lips, soft and bright.

But the pupils were pitch black.

Feng Qingcheng and the other person were stunned by the contrast, and then they saw her stretch out her jade-like hand, with a hidden and charming feeling, and traced Feng Zhiyi's eyebrows, eyes, lips, and finally slid down from his chin -

Very gently, he reached into Feng Zhiyi's chest.

Yes, it was inserted.

Everyone inside and outside the screen: “!!!!!??!”

what what?

What's the situation?

……

Offscreen.

This sudden change shocked everyone!

They screamed, "What the hell? If you want to dig out a sword embryo, you should dig it from the Dantian! Evil Emperor, look carefully, you inserted it in the wrong place!"

……

within the screen.

As Zhang Jiji and the other man's eyes turned red with anger, Zhu Jiu frowned and dug twice.

Feng Zhiyi's body suffered a fatal attack when he was forming the infant, and he failed to break through directly. Blood gushed out from his lips and he fainted from the backlash.

His body softened, and Zhu Jiu held his waist with his left hand and brought him into his arms.

Feng Zhiyi faced her, his cheek resting on her slender shoulder.

Zhu Jiuyi tilted his head, and the corners of his lips were warm, just imprinted on Feng Zhiyi's lips, mixed with blood.

She was stunned for a moment, her heart beating slightly.

Zhang Jiji and the other person stared at this bizarre scene with eyes wide open.

Insert your heart and kiss at the same time.

What is this doing?

Zhang Jiji was heartbroken: "Witch, stop it!"

Feng Qingcheng was in great pain, "Zhu Jiu, you can kiss him if you want, why did you have to kill him! I did everything, what does it have to do with Zhiyi?"

Feng Zhiyi was his masterpiece. If Feng Zhiyi was destroyed, how would the pain be any different from losing his son?

Zhu Jiu moved her lips away and reached out to wipe off the blood. Suddenly, her brows darkened slightly and she said in a calm voice, "Ah, I found it."

Her...soul.

Zhu Jiu stretched out his right hand, pinching a mysterious golden light and shadow. When the light and shadow appeared, the space vibrated and cracks appeared.

Even the images constructed by Ji Qi were flickering violently.

No one should look at it directly.

They could only vaguely distinguish Zhu Jiu's movements in the flickering light.

Zhu Jiu took out Feng Zhiyi's heart and pressed it against his chest.

While pressing, he turned around and sneered at Feng Qingcheng.

"Do you know why Feng Zhiyi had heart pain when he used the sword embryo?"

"Because he already has a sword heart."

"And you suppressed it with a tainted sword embryo filled with resentment."

"Tell me, didn't you spend twenty years and the lives of a whole city to do the most ridiculous and stupid thing in the world?"