12 Just stay by my side

Ji Chen noticed that he used the self-proclaimed "my self" again.

It seemed that he did the same thing when he was in front of the tower before, sometimes using "I" and sometimes using "my self".

Maybe he was used to using them alternately.

Ji Chen didn't care anymore.

He focused all his energy on how to answer Gui Tong's two questions.

Fortunately, he had a good brain and quickly thought of a solution.

"The jailer gave me enough wine to drink, but there was no one to drink with me. I asked him to change me to a double room, but he said he couldn't contact you and refused to change it for me. That's why I ran out to find someone else to drink with."

"And I just came out to find a drinking buddy. I really didn't want to run away. Have you ever seen someone run away and drink under the nose of the enemy?"

"Enemy?" Gui Tong seemed quite dissatisfied with these two words.

Ji Chen didn't know how to explain it, so he asked tentatively, "Husband..."

Otherwise, how could he call Gui Tong "Your Excellency" like everyone else? He

couldn't save face.

Hearing these two words, Gui Tong's expression was a little unnatural.

After he coughed lightly, he finally didn't care, "This won't be an exception."

Ji Chen thought he would catch him and beat him up until he dared not run away again.

During the days of sweeping the land in Wuji Sect, Ji Chen had heard about it. It was said in the world that the Demon Lord was always unpredictable, bloodthirsty and violent, and he was ruthless to those who disobeyed him.

Jingshui Prison was a living portrayal of this, and anyone who made a small mistake would be executed.

"Then, are you going to lock me up again?"

"No."

"Hmm?"

"Just stay by my side."

The voice was nonchalant and calm, and the man had already left the door and walked out of the tavern.

Ji Chen stood there for a second.

He chased after him.

I don't know who had said before that - I never keep anyone by my side.

*

The two of them strolled on the streets of Jiuli City, just wandering aimlessly, and no one was willing to say a word.

Street vendors were selling all kinds of murderous weapons and deadly poisons.

There was nothing edible.

Ji Chen was not only hungry, but his legs were also sore from walking around, mainly because he had been walking around for a long time.

Finally, he couldn't help it and complained to Gui Tong: "If this is your way of punishing me for running away, then please lock me up, I can't walk anymore."

Gui Tong put his hands behind his back, turned around and glanced at him, his expression showing disdain, "We have only walked such a

short distance." Ji Chen was not convinced: "I am just a mortal body. When you were a mortal, you didn't eat for a day and walked so much. It would be strange if you were not tired."

"How do you know that I was a mortal?"

"Ah?" Ji Chen realized that he had let the cat out of the bag, and hurriedly made up: "I guessed, isn't it said that even the powerful started as mortals, and no one is born with strong spiritual power."

Gui Tong stopped responding and continued to move forward.

But he obviously slowed down his pace.

After walking a few steps, he lowered his voice and said, "I was indeed a mortal before."

"I have never seen my biological parents, and my adoptive parents also beat and scolded me."

"Later, an immortal with a sword on his back descended from the sky and gave me a new life."

At this point, Ji Chen found that there was a rare light in Guitong's eyes.

It was like a beam of bright moonlight shining into a pool of blood.

"The immortal touched my head and asked me if I was willing to go with him. He also bought me the candied haws and glutinous rice cakes that I had always wanted to eat." "

I thought he was my salvation, so I regarded him as the only one in my world, obeyed his orders, and worshipped him as a true god.

"But, the good times didn't last long."

"I don't know what I did wrong, and he began to speak ill of me. ”

“The fact that he didn’t teach me swordsmanship is secondary. I just can’t bear to see my cultivation fall behind his other disciples and I can only watch helplessly while others are praised and loved by him, while I… get nothing.”

The moonlight in Guitong’s eyes disappeared as if swallowed by the abyss.

“So I hate… I hate him so much…”

In the last syllable, endless gloom spread like a tide.

The voice was like a lonely sound abandoned in a valley, echoing in the air but no one responded.

It carried countless sorrows and pains.

Ji Chen felt bad when he heard this.

But he could only pretend to be an outsider and comforted with a forced smile: “Maybe, that person… um… has his own reasons? "

For example, someone forced him to do this to you, and if he didn't do it, he would die..." "

Or... he saw that you had the talent to cultivate magic, and it would be a waste of your talent for you to follow him, so he used this method to drive you away and force you to become a demon? "

It's said to be comforting, but in fact, it was Ji Chen's true words.

Ji Chen didn't know whether Gui Tong heard it or not, and the two of them continued to fall into a long silence.

Until the sunset fell in the sky, and the light disappeared

. Jiuli City at night became much more desolate.

There were no bright lights like in a prosperous town, and there was no bustling night market.

The cold wind was howling, with a murderous chill. Ji

Chen was not only hungry and tired, but also cold.

He wanted to persuade Gui Tong to go back, but before he opened his mouth, a voice suddenly came from the sound transmission jade hidden in Gui Tong's chest: "Your Majesty." Ji

Chen was familiar with this voice, it was the voice of the left protector.

"The right protector escaped, do you want me to do it? "

Ghost Eye took out the sound transmission jade from his chest. The jade had a dark red luster and looked like the texture of agate and crystal.

Ji Chen recognized it as the Chanchan Jade.

A kind of jade that is extremely rare and expensive, and it is extremely hard. Even a high-level cultivator cannot break it even if he uses up all his spiritual power.

Therefore, generally wealthy people will use it to make high-level magic tools.

But Gui Tong only used it to make the lowest-level magic tool - the sound transmission jade.

What a waste of resources.

"No need." Gui Tong replied coldly, and his meaning was very clear.

"Then, Your Majesty is planning to..."

Gui Tong extinguished the spiritual light of the sound transmission jade and blocked the sound transmission channel over there without waiting for the other party to finish.

It is equivalent to forcibly hanging up the phone.

Ji Chen thought that Gui Tong was going to go and get the person back in person.

As a result, Gui Tong said to him: "Don't you have to be responsible for getting back the people you released?"

Ji Chen didn't understand what Gui Tong meant for a while.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly realized.

Could it be... that the right protector is Yuan Yi!