Chapter 60: Hug her, she is about to break.
In fact, the national teacher also noticed Jiang Jiu's departure, but he boasted that his strength was comparable to that of the Ghost King, so naturally he didn't care about the movements of the minions.
So I didn't take ginger wine seriously.
Xiao Can has a special ability. He can burrow underground with Jiang Jiu and can also see the outside clearly.
As Jiang Jiu approached rapidly, he could just see the imperial teacher's sinister and cruel smile, as if a conspiracy was about to succeed.
"The evil should be in the coffin."
Jiang Jiu was actually very scared, but she silently comforted herself in her heart.
Just treat it as a 3D real-life boss battle. Don’t be scared, just go for it!
On the other side, the ghost energy around Yu Zimo surged to an unreasonable level. The black fog was so thick that his figure could not be seen clearly. Only a pair of narrow and blood-red eyes appeared through the black fog, like an evil spirit.
"It's ridiculous that you can't even avenge the death of your loved ones."
The national teacher invisibly caused his emotions to become violent and he lost his rationality.
This makes it easier to deal with.
"If the Lord of the Ghost Realm has only this much strength, then please let me take his place."
Yu Zimo was not angered under the strong ghost aura, but his handsome eyes were now full of displeasure at Jiang Jiu's departure.
'Little Jiu'er, you're being disobedient.'
'It's punishable.'
Yu Zimo's lips moved, and it seemed from his expression that he was considering how to punish Jiang Jiu later.
It was annoying that he couldn't kill this half-human, half-ghost guy, and couldn't capture Xiaojiuer right away.
Just when Yu Zimo was considering whether to kill more ordinary humans as sacrifices, get rid of the national teacher as soon as possible, and go after Xiao Jiuer.
Jiang Jiu appeared behind the national teacher at a speed beyond belief.
The girl's figure was ethereal, her sleeves were as light as feathers, her beautiful face was like moonlight, and her black hair was lifted in the air by her movements, making her snow-white skin look even whiter.
Across the thick ghostly aura, Jiang Jiu and Yu Zimo looked at each other for a moment.
Jiang Jiu seemed to see the madness and paranoia hidden deep in his eyes, which made people's heart palpitate.
But now is not the time to dwell on this. The girl's face, which looked like a goddess, was filled with coldness, and a long spear, half a person's height and emitting a soft white light, suddenly appeared in her hand.
Jiang Jiu held the halberd in his hand and without hesitation stabbed the tip of the halberd into the back of the imperial teacher.
His body had long been numb like a walking corpse, unable to feel pain.
This is why Jiang Jiu succeeded so easily.
The tip of Jiangjiu's spear pierced into his body, like poking into a piece of shriveled and woody zombie flesh, with no elasticity and no warm blood splattering.
The Imperial Master then opened his eyes wide as if waking from a dream, turned around with a ferocious expression, wanting to see who had attacked him.
"impossible!"
Jiang Jiu just felt that the sound was disgusting. Hearing him yelling at such a close distance, he felt like his eardrums were going to perforate.
"you!!!!"
The Imperial Master's roar penetrated the Golden Throne Hall, and the entire Great Qi Palace was resounding with the Imperial Master's roar.
Jiang Jiu, however, held the halberd tightly in his hand, and with the tip of the halberd lifted up with force, the Guiqi sacred tree that was originally embedded in his spine and replaced his spine was cut out.
The moment the Guiqi Divine Tree fell to the ground, Xiao Can crawled out from the ground on that side and grabbed the Guiqi Divine Tree in his hand.
Without hesitation, he sneaked underground to Jiang Jiu's side and handed the sacred tree to Jiang Jiu.
The Imperial Master watched helplessly as the treasure he had painstakingly nurtured for three thousand years fell into Jiang Jiu's hands, his eyes bloodshot.
"Impossible! Why didn't the sacred tree warn me? Why!!!"
The body of the Imperial Master withered away at a speed visible to the naked eye. The body of the young man, who was once quite handsome, changed rapidly and became very old.
"Who the hell are you?"
The Imperial Master yelled at Jiang Jiu in a hoarse and terrifying voice, staring at him with eyes filled with unwillingness and regret.
Jiang Jiu just stood there calmly without answering her question. The Bai Ze halberd in his hand turned into a stream of light and penetrated into her dantian, without even ruffling the corner of her clothes.
The girl was as bright as the autumn moon, and her face was calm, as if she had just done something very ordinary.
The Imperial Master never knew who Jiang Jiu was or what her name was until his death, and died filled with resentment.
The looks of the palace maids and guards around her kept changing as they looked at Jiang Jiu, and now they almost treated her as a fairy who had descended to earth.
Just imagine, with such a handsome entrance, such a decisive and decisive blow, and a face that is rare to see in a century, anyone who sees it would worship him like a god.
What’s more, the one killed was the national teacher who could compete with the Ghost King.
The ghostly aura around Yu Zimo dissipated, and the two men looked at each other through the withered, skeleton-like corpse of the national teacher.
Jiang Jiu still did not open her red lips, but just lowered her head quietly and looked at Xiao Can, asking him to give the Guiqi Sacred Tree to Yu Zimo.
Xiao Can understood what he meant, took the sacred tree and prepared to hand it to him.
Yu Zimo didn't answer, but looked straight at Jiang Jiu, his almond-shaped eyes turned up, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his thin lips slightly parted.
"Thank you so much, Xiaojiu'er, for saving my life. I shall sacrifice myself..."
Before Yu Zimo could finish his words, Jiang Jiu interrupted him with almost icy words.
“No need.”
Jiang Jiu really needed someone to hug her now, she was almost broken.
Her ears hurt so much. This imperial teacher was dead, and he was screaming before he died. She was so close to him, and she was probably the most seriously injured person.
Besides, I had just done such an exciting thing, my heart was almost beating out of my throat, and my legs were as weak as noodles, otherwise I couldn't ask Xiao Can to help pass things.
I was almost scared to death when I looked into Yu Zimo's eyes just now.
Even with multiple buffs stacked up, Yu Zimo still wanted to tease her, and his tone of voice was certainly not good.
But she regretted it as soon as she said it.
I interrupted him so abruptly, I wonder if Yu Zimo would hold a grudge...
She just saved Yu Zimo's life.
He can't be so inhumane, can he?
But now he seems to be a ghost.
Jiang Jiu wants to cry but has no tears.
The hall was dead silent. After a while, Yu Zimo sighed softly, his expression unclear. He looked at Jiang Jiu with a hint of resentment in his eyes.
"It seems that Xiaojiu'er despises my lack of strength. I need to work harder on my cultivation."
Jiang Jiu was silent. That was not what she meant.
If you are not strong, who will be? This is just an accident today.
She was able to solve the problem entirely by relying on Bai Ze. The power of the Guiqi Divine Tree and the power of Bai Ze overlapped and influenced each other.
She succeeded only because of Bai Ze's ability to block the Guiqi Divine Tree.
It was probably because of Bai Ze that Guiqi Shenmu did not take her into account as a variable when making the prophecy.
Besides, she is usually extremely timid, and she doesn't know what happened today that she actually had the courage to kill someone.
"No."
Jiang Jiu uttered two words in a cold voice, and then he stopped looking at Yu Zimo and walked towards Long Xuan and the others with a calm pace.
However, the indifference seen by others was actually because the ginger and wine were too weak. He walked like walking on cotton, floating and that was why he walked so slowly.
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