Chapter 53 The good elder brother suddenly went crazy

In the eyes of everyone, Jiang Jiu had a cold and lonely look, and he was not moved by this intimate address.

It seems that the Lord of the Ghost Realm is just wishful thinking?

Long Xuan's expression instantly became complicated.

Fo Jiang on the other side was also unable to maintain that expression of eternal compassion. Her cherry-pink lips were pursed into a straight line, and her crow-feather-like eyelashes drooped, hiding the emotions in her eyes.

The woman who had a karmic connection with him was actually involved with the Lord of the Ghost Realm.

Combined with the ghostly aura he felt during his last fight with Yu Zimo.

Things suddenly became confusing.

"Thanks."

Jiang Jiu was a bit timid inside, but since someone helped her, she had to be a good and polite child.

"Xiao Jiu'er is so distant to me, I am really sad."

Yu Zimo was wearing a priceless black and gold robe, and the black jade around his waist also exuded a faint ghostly aura. His handsome face was now tinged with sadness, but no one knew whether it was real or fake.

As the lord of the ghost realm, Yu Zimo has a noble temperament. He sits on a high platform and looks down on all living beings. He controls the boundary between life and death and is cold-blooded and ruthless. Even on the surface, he is the exact opposite of the eldest brother of the Du Juetian Sect.

It's outrageous to say that even though Yu Zimo has been the eldest senior brother in Juetian Sect for so many years, his appearance has never changed.

It was only because he covered his recognizable eyes with white silk that no one made the connection.

If Jiang Jiu had not known his identity in advance, he would never have thought that the handsome and elegant senior brother was the Ghost King in front of him just by looking at his face.

“…”

Jiang Jiu could only remain silent. At this time, saying that he knew him would be death, and saying that he didn't know him would be death.

You're going to die anyway, so you might as well shut up.

"It seems... Xiao Jiuer doesn't want to admit that he knows me?"

As he spoke, Yu Zimo moved closer to Jiang Jiu. Now, as long as Jiang Jiu raised his head slightly, they could exchange each other's breath.

Of course, Yu Zimo had been dead for who knows how many years, so a real exchange would be full of evil spirits.

"No."

Jiang Jiu said with gritted teeth.

She was now trembling with fear.

I don't understand, does Yu Zimo know that his identity has been exposed? Or is he just testing her?

Ye Yiyi, who was standing aside, had the weakest cultivation among the crowd. She couldn't withstand the aura surrounding Yu Zimo, and fell to the ground with a delicate movement.

She lowered her eyes filled with resentment and swallowed her resentment.

She didn't understand why Jiang Jiu could attract a man of such high power and status, but she couldn't.

Even if he could do it all over again and become her, these men would still be indifferent to her.

They were clearly so obsessed with this body last time.

"Xiao Jiu'er, whatever you want to do with them, I will do as you wish."

Yu Zimo's originally cold and violent voice was now filled with doting. He handed the murderous knife to Jiang Jiu, and he acted as the executioner to carry out the order.

Jiang Jiu already had a serious social anxiety problem, and after being messed up by Yu Zimo, his mood was now fluctuating between wanting to die and wanting to escape.

However, seeing Yu Zimo's expression that showed he would not give up until he got an answer, Jiang Jiu felt overwhelmed and worried.

The royal family of Da Qi was at its peak because of the curse, but they could never get rid of the nightmare brought by the curse. She believed that the seventh prince asked her to come simply to relieve the nightmare, but did not want the benefit of eternal prosperity to disappear forever.

People are selfish. If they really ask Yu Zimo to help them lift the curse, nothing good will happen in the end.

Although she kept saying she wanted to die every day, when she really encountered trouble, Jiang Jiu's desire to survive was stronger than anyone else's.

After weighing the pros and cons, Jiang Jiu decisively chose to say some nice words to appease Yu Zimo.

As long as Yu Zimo is happy and doesn't kill her, she doesn't care who the rest of them love or who lives and who doesn't.

"It is the Grand Lord who truly bears the deepest blood feud, and it is the Grand Lord who should make the decision."

Jiang Jiu's eyebrows were as indifferent as snow. He glanced at the frightened Seventh Prince with his cold eyes and spoke in a flat tone.

Jiang Jiu appeared calm on the surface, but in fact the villain in his heart was madly giving thumbs up to this sentence. What she said was really great.

It would definitely be right to give the decision-making power back. She has no interest in bearing hatred for others.

Yu Zimo did the same thing as Jiang Jiu expected. He did not force Jiang Jiu to say anything more. Instead, he turned to look at Di She and showed him a smile that made people feel cold all over. Although the corners of his mouth were raised, the person he looked at seemed to be in the coldest winter.

"You deserve to be embarrassed by Xiaojiu'er."

Jiang Jiu saw that the Seventh Prince didn't even have the chance to struggle before he died.

There is no need to guess that his soul has been taken away by Yu Zimo.

and...

Jiang Jiu silently lit a candle for this elder brother in his heart. It would be a good thing if he died or his soul was torn apart at Yu Zimo's hands.

The methods he used to torture ghosts were beyond human imagination. When a human died, he became a ghost. When a ghost died, he became a demon. When a demon died, he became a xi. When a xi died, he became a yi. When a yi died, he became a wei.

If it was someone Yu Zimo truly hated, he would not stop until that person's soul turned into nothingness.

When playing the game, Jiang Jiu just felt that this setting was very cool.

Now she just wanted to yell to the police, there is a pervert here.

"Are you satisfied with the wine?"

Yu Zimo turned his head, and his eyes were only filled with Jiang Jiu. His tender and sweet expression made people want to sink into him.

What else could Jiang Jiu say but to agree?

"satisfy."

Jiang Jiu immediately nodded obediently.

How can I not be satisfied?

If you say you are dissatisfied now, he might turn hostile to you the next moment, and your fate might be even worse than that of the guy just now.

Ginger and wine are good for your life.

But Jiang Jiu thought about it and felt that even if he was not killed by Yu Zimo, his life would not be easy.

They had just arrived at the imperial city when the Seventh Prince who had invited them to chat died, and he was so close to them. When they went out later, they would have no one to blame.

Jiang Jiu suddenly felt that the future was dark.

You can't tell the emperor that your son was killed by the King of Ghosts, right?

It happened so suddenly that I was put on the wrong side of things.

Jiang Jiu waited and waited, and looked into Yu Zimo's eyes affectionately.

After Jiang Jiu's thoughts had turned eight hundred corners in his mind, he realized that this person didn't seem to have any intention of leaving.

His evil aura had nearly killed all the plants around the pavilion, making them droop and turn yellow.

"Um....Isn't the Lord going back to the ghost realm yet?"

Jiang Jiutou was bald, and if he didn't leave, no one present dared to move, not even she.

"I'm waiting. Xiaojiuer invites me to go with him."

Yu Zimo looked somewhat innocent, as if he had already said this, and if Jiang Jiu disagreed, she would be the most ruthless woman in the world.

“…”

Jiang Jiu was silent on the surface, but he was crazy inside. Why did Yu Zimo start to do whatever he wanted after he used his original identity again?

Who is good? The Ghost King is hanging out with the sect disciples.

Do you still want to go with them?

But Jiang Jiu knew that he had no ability to change Yu Zimo's decision, so he could only reply with a stiff face.

"Maharaj, please come with us."

The next second, Yu Zimo's handsome and gloomy face brightened up a lot, and the corners of his mouth turned up.

"Xiao Jiuer invited me, so of course I wouldn't refuse."