Chapter 59 What kind of good guy wears gloves when killing people?
Yu Zimo loved to watch people fall from the clouds to the bottom of the valley, and he watched with relish the national teacher jumping around like a jumping clown.
He's going to die soon anyway.
"Three thousand years ago, I was still called Emperor Xiu."
Yu Zimo waited until the Imperial Master was finally exhausted from talking before he spoke to him slowly.
The Imperial Master had a bewildered expression on his face. It was obvious that he had killed so many people that how could he remember something that happened three thousand years ago?
"My father's name is Di Feng."
Yu Zimo slowly added that he was going to see when the Imperial Master would remember and then decide how long to torture him.
"What on earth do you want to say?!"
The Imperial Master became impatient and his tone became manic.
Jiang Jiu, who was standing aside, felt more and more solemn. This national teacher was an old monster who had lived for more than three thousand years. It was impossible for him to be so frivolous. Jiang Jiu had no idea what he was planning.
Jiang Jiu was a little annoyed. He should have read the introduction of the national teacher carefully before the boss battle.
Alas, the tears I shed now are all the water that once entered my brain.
Jiang Jiu sighed silently.
"When you first came to Da Qi, Prince Feng's mansion was ransacked and his entire family was exterminated."
Yu Zimo looked at him calmly. This time, the Imperial Master finally remembered and showed a look of sudden enlightenment.
"There are still some people alive. I thought we had killed them all. It's true that if you don't cut the grass at the root, it will grow again when the spring breeze blows."
The Imperial Master sighed, his tone clearly provoking and angering Yu Zimo.
"It seems that the officials of Da Qi need to be disciplined. They actually allowed the prince to successfully deceive the public and survive."
The Imperial Master touched his chin, and judging by his expression, he seemed to be seriously considering cleaning up the court.
Yu Zimo has also lived for three thousand years, and his emotions are very stable, so it is not so easy for him to break down.
"Your soul is dirty."
Yu Zimo has been the Ghost King for so long, but this is the first time he has seen such a filthy soul. He must not touch it later, otherwise these hands will not be able to make incense for Xiaojiuer in the future.
"There are various ways to become an immortal, but mine is special."
The national teacher said that he didn't care. The filth in the soul could be solved when he became an immortal.
Jiang Jiu watched as Yu Zimo pulled out a pair of silk gloves for some reason!? He slowly wrapped them around his slender, cold, white hands.
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Why?
Has he reached the point where he has to wear gloves even when killing someone?
Jiang Jiu's face was full of question marks.
He doesn't have this habit in the game.
Soon, a cold wind blew in the hall, and all the wronged souls and evil spirits that were wreaking havoc outside rushed into the hall. The originally magnificent hall now looked like the underworld, with golden light mixed with faint green light.
The environment suddenly became gloomy.
Jiang Jiu now really wanted to find a corner to squat down and hug himself while he was shivering.
It was Yu Zimo who protected her land, so she had nowhere to run.
It’s just like the circle that Sun Wukong drew for Tang Seng. It’s absolutely safe inside, but not necessarily outside.
She is not Tang Monk and would never do anything that would infuriate people to death. She should just stand here quietly and not move.
"How do you know so much, Junior Sister?"
Ye Yiyi knew that it was safer to stay with Jiang Jiu. Now that a fight had broken out over there, and no one could hear them talking, she simply asked directly.
There was a guess that had been buried in her heart for a long time.
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Jiang Jiu didn't expect Ye Yiyi to ask this suddenly, so of course he could only remain silent.
“…”
Seeing that Jiang Jiu didn't say anything, Ye Yiyi just started talking to herself.
"Do you hate me?"
This sentence made no sense, but Jiang Jiu still answered with a blank expression.
"I don't mind."
Jiang Jiu certainly didn't hate Ye Yiyi, but he couldn't say he liked her either. He was a little afraid of her at first, but now he was annoyed by the fact that she always caused trouble.
After saying this, Jiang Jiu didn't want to pay any attention to Ye Yiyi anymore. She stared at the National Master intently. She was now worried that the National Master would do something weird.
At that time, the battle between Yu Zimo and the national teacher had entered a white-hot stage.
The thick aura of death on the national teacher actually competed with the ghost aura of Yu Zimo. Jiang Jiu knew that he must have brought the strange sacred tree with him.
I just don't know how he hid such a big thing.
"The Ghost King is nothing more than this, otherwise, let me sit in your seat."
The national teacher became more and more rampant. He had been recuperating for three thousand years, but he did not expect to gain such powerful power. The souls of these emperors were really useful.
Yu Zimo sneered. Although he had underestimated the national teacher, he was now clearly in the upper hand.
Jiang Jiu carefully observed the fight between the two people and found something strange.
The national teacher can predict the direction of Yu Zimo's attack and accurately attack Yu Zimo's weak points every time.
It was like someone was reminding him in real time behind him...
A flash of inspiration came to Jiang Jiu's mind, and he suddenly realized it at that moment.
The strange sacred tree on his body developed intelligence!
It was clearly a piece of wood that had separated from the sacred laurel tree. Logically, it was just a dead object and had not been made into any weapon. However, it actually had intelligence. This answer made Jiang Jiu shudder.
If this goes on, Yu Zimo might really lose.
But where should this piece of wood be? Jiang Jiu stared at the national teacher. No matter how wide the robe was, it should cover it.
I can't...
Could it be that he stuffed the Guiqi Divine Tree into his body?
After all, he can't be called a human being now...
"Fo Jiang, can you tell what's wrong with him?"
Jiang Jiu suddenly turned around and asked Fo Jiang.
To the Holy Son of Buddhism, the two guys in the temple are considered evil spirits.
"His back is very stiff."
Fojiang's voice is sacred and full of Buddha nature.
After being reminded like this, Jiang Jiu finally knew how to break the deadlock.
"Thank you very much."
After Jiang Jiu finished speaking, he walked out of the safe zone set up for them by Yu Zimo without hesitation. He was still secretly complaining about himself in his heart. He had just said that he should not be like Tang Seng, but now he did the same thing. Life really is a huge scene of "it's really delicious".
This time she used up 80% of her courage in her entire life.
It must succeed.
Yu Zimo sensed the moment Jiang Jiu left, but he was unable to distract himself to catch her, and the aura on his body immediately became a hundred times colder.
Xiaojiuer sneaked away because she didn't believe he could win.
It's so sad....
"Xiao Can, take me to that person. No matter if I succeed or not, you must take me with you and run!"
Jiang Jiu found an empty corner and released Xiao Can who was hiding on Xiao Bai. Xiao Can was good at escaping underground and could also recover blood. It was simply a magic weapon for escaping.
"Okay, Mommy."
Xiaocan responded with a serious face.
"Let's go. There's no way to escape the fate of wielding a halberd in this lifetime."
Jiang Jiu couldn't help but sigh.
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