Ji Chu was silent for a moment, then stood up, drew his sword, and committed suicide.

The whole action is done in one go.

Flowing like water.

Ji Chu is dead.

The death was very dramatic, even a little hasty.

But after 놊's body disappeared on this cliff.

Far away in the Great Zhou Dynasty, the residence of the Prince of Qin.

In a lotus pond.

There was a golden light forming at a very fast speed.

Gradually transformed into a sturdy man with sharp features.

"Damn it... You wasted my chance to save my life."

"If it happens again, I will definitely avoid this guy."

"He's moody and doesn't know what I'm thinking. I'm being driven to death."

Ji Chu was reborn and returned to the secret room in the Qin Palace.

Still feeling cold sweat.

As the saying goes.

The strength of the opponent is not scary, but the opponent's disorganized thinking is the scariest.

It's like two people fighting.

Everyone follows the normal thinking, giving priority to defending and attacking the vulnerable parts.

But if there is someone who doesn't follow the rules.

Abandon defense, abandon attack, and just turn around and walk away.

You look at the other person's back, wanting to chase after him/her, but you hesitate.

Because you are chasing, it means you are giving up defense and attacking directly.

Therefore, the flaws were revealed.

Once you fail to take the initiative, you will fall into the opponent's rhythm.

This is simply a strange idea.

After all, it was a duel between two people, there was no way they could just turn around and walk away.

But if there is really someone in front of you, after you have made defensive precautions, wait for the opportunity to break through.

But the other party doesn't care about you at all and just turns around and walks away.

What should we do in this situation?

Chase, hit, reveal the broken silk.

Chase and watch the other party go away.

Ji Chu was facing an even stranger situation, where the opponent had the power to kill, but he didn't kill.

He is clearly a powerful being, but his actions are inconsistent with that of a powerful being.

Has a strange temper.

Elusive.

Even now, Ji Chu still hasn't figured out why Hua Wujue said those words to him.

Is it really just because of a name?

…

"This man is dead, which can be considered decisive."

Hua Wujue shifted his gaze back, waved his hand, and the corpse behind him turned into dust.

"I always wondered why Xu Changliang always liked to do strange things. Now it seems that he is indeed interesting."

"But there is no such thing as this."

"Otherwise, this ancient world would probably be more lively."

As if thinking of the ridiculous things Xu Changliang had done, a gentle smile gradually appeared on Hua Wujue's stern face.

"Meng Po, it's time to unlock the first seal."

Hua Wujue whispered to herself...

The corpses of the demon wolves piled up into a small hill, forming a wall of flesh and blood, tightly protecting their king, Meng Xiaoying.

Meng Xiaoying shook the dying demon wolf king, and watched the demon wolves fall one after another.

I don't know when my eyes lost their expression and turned into an eerie purple.

"These beasts are such a nuisance. They could have escaped with their lives, but they chose to come to me and die. They really don't know what's good for them."

The man from the Demon Suppression Department cursed angrily, pulled a demon wolf off his arm, threw it hard to the side, and chopped off its head with the big knife in his hand.

Blood splattered all over.

"Hahaha, what a joy!"

The two members of the Demon Suppression Division laughed out loud.

They don't take the work here seriously at all.

This is a very easy thing.

"Stop wasting time, you two. Bring this guy back to me right now."

The chief of the demon-suppression department shouted at the demon horse.

I've had enough of this farce.

The final test also showed that there was nothing special about the girl in front of him.

Then the game is over.

놛I'm still waiting to go back and report.

What's the point of staying in such a remote place?

It's not as fun as being in Kyoto Jiaobosi.

When the director of the Demon Suppression Department thought of those dancing girls in the Jiaofang Bureau who seemed to be able to squeeze water out of them, a lewd smile flashed in his eyes.

Thinking of this.

놛It seems like something suddenly occurred to me.

His eyes looked straight up and down at Meng Xiaoying, especially lingering on those two slender and white calves.

"Since the King of Qin has said that life and death should not matter, then it should not matter what I do."

This thought flashed through my mind like a bolt of lightning, igniting the fire of desire in my heart.

One shot can be cleaned up.

The villagers in the corner have come to their senses at this moment.

Looking at the demon-suppressing officers on the demon horses, the village chief approached with trepidation.

"Sir, I am sorry to have troubled you by coming from such a long distance."

The strong murderous aura from these people made these honest villagers feel deeply afraid from the bottom of their hearts.

"It's nothing, just hurry up."

"We are the Demon Suppression Department, we don't care about you fools."

"If you get hurt, blame yourself for not having eyes."

The Director of the Demon Suppression Department snorted coldly, without the slightest bit of good expression.

This is how the Demon Suppression Department has always worked.

Eliminate harm for the people and protect the citizens.

Haha, stop joking.

The Demon Suppression Division kills demons in order to maintain order and stability in the dynasty.

After all, if demons were to cause chaos and all the villagers died, where would the government collect the taxes? Would it be collected from the underworld?

“Yes, yes.”

The village chief nodded repeatedly.

There have been many unexpected events in this night, and this old heart can bear more stimulation.

As expected, when it comes to getting involved in such demonic matters, there is nothing to be assured of.

Playing with fire and getting burned, or it could be described as such a situation.

All the villagers quickly dispersed and went back to their homes. If someone lived nearby, they would take their wives and children and move far away from here, temporarily staying in other people's homes.

Whether it is the demon wolf or those people from the Demon Suppression Bureau.

These villagers all wanted to get in and have a say.

At first, when we tried to mix it up, we still didn't realize the danger of the matter.

I can only talk about the past.

Meng Xiaoying, finally showed mercy to us.

The scene suddenly became empty.

"Hey, come over here by yourself."

The two men from the Demon Suppression Division waved their golden-patterned swords with a half-smile in their hands.

A strange light was flowing on the broadsword. It had just been stained with the blood of so many demon wolves, and there was a layer of blood mist on it.

When Meng Xiaoying heard their words, she was like a statue, with no reaction at all.

The two demon-suppressing officers also took it seriously, shook their heads, and walked over with their swords on their shoulders.

Because Meng Xiaoying lowered her head deeply.

They didn't notice that the other's pupils had changed into a very strange appearance.

I just thought that the other party was frightened by the bloody side.

Just when they were within two steps of each other.

A slender hand suddenly grabbed their necks.

They looked down in horror.

I saw a pair of purple and weird pupils, staring at us without any vitality and energy...