Xiaocao looking for her husband
Jane Zhen was completely stunned.
Over the past hundred years, it can be said that it knows Ye Jisheng's temper very well. After all, this guy doesn't care about anyone when he gets mad. Before, when it was a small grass, he was reluctant to hit it, but now it has turned into a human form.
Just look at the disparity in power between it and Ye Jisheng.
If he strikes it with one palm, it will be dead!
Just as the atmosphere was about to drop to freezing point, the expanding soul fire filled the entire air.
The coward's legs trembled and suddenly became weak. Jian Zhen's body swayed and he almost fell. He cried out unconsciously: "Ah..."
The soul fire magic power around it dissipated almost instantly.
Ye Jisheng reached out to support him. His palm was broad and carried a cool fragrance that was familiar to Jian Zhen. He frowned slightly and asked, "What's wrong?"
Jian Zhen leaned against him and said softly, "My legs hurt."
Ye Jisheng let go so that the person next to him could sit on the stone steps. He bent down and pinched Jian Zhen's leg, asking, "Where does it hurt?"
Jian Zhen took a breath, her dark eyes showing a little annoyance: "Be gentle."
Ye Jisheng sneered, "Squeamish."
Having said that, he still slowed down his movements.
The sunlight from the mountains was pouring down. A tall and handsome man was half-bending on a mountain path. His dark and gold-embossed robe looked very noble. Opposite him sat a young man who looked as handsome as a white jade sculpture.
Jane Zhen said softly: "It doesn't hurt anymore!"
Standing up again, the demon god sneered from above: "Is this how Fu Changhuan has been raising you all this time?"
Jian Zhen said weakly: "It probably has nothing to do with the Immortal Lord. I was just tired from participating in the election today."
Ye Jisheng narrowed his eyes, his voice was slightly cold: "You are protecting him?"
A chilling sense of crisis rose up from behind Jian Zhen. Xiao Cao was sweating coldly. Xiao Cao's voice was soft, and she was still used to acting like a spoiled child to him: "I didn't protect him. Don't always misunderstand what I mean. I am like this because my cultivation is relatively low and I participated in the election. You were very scary when you were angry just now, so my legs went weak all of a sudden."
Ye Jisheng sneered: "Why do you think I am angry?"
Jian Zhen was obedient and honest: "Because you don't like the Immortal Lord."
Ye Jisheng said calmly: "Since you know, why do you still want to get entangled with him?"
"I'm not entangled." Jian Zhen's fair face was puffed up. How could she bear such slander? "When I was a small grass, there was also a grass in the fairy mountain. The fairy master took care of me. I didn't mean to make you angry."
There was a breeze blowing from the mountains.
The flowers on the lawn swayed in the wind, and the afternoon sun gradually set in the west, bringing a slight coolness.
Ye Jisheng lowered his eyes to look at him and saw his aggrieved little face.
The air was silent.
Jian Zhen watched those red eyes slowly turn cold, and Ye Jisheng said slowly, "Do you want to repay his kindness?"
There was no burning soul fire, nor was there any freezing cold temperature. The hillside was completely peaceful and quiet. Ye Jisheng's words were indifferent, and one could not tell his emotions. But the more so, the more terrifying it was.
Jian Zhen felt inexplicably panicked.
A sneer came down, full of contempt and ridicule.
Ye Jisheng turned around and was about to leave.
Jian Zhen subconsciously grabbed his robe, her fair little hands clutching the small piece of fabric and saying, "Where are you going?"
Ye Jisheng did not answer, and said lightly: "Demon Realm."
The dark robe was luxurious yet cold; the tall man was fighting with his back to the enemy, his profile looking down from above was cold and distant, it seemed as if the demon god was supposed to be like this, but Jian Zhen felt that he was so strange. He was not the big bad guy who was always bullied, nor was he the Ye Jisheng who was always sneered by it.
The afterglow of the setting sun shines down.
Ye Jisheng said calmly: "Since you don't want to go back, then stay."
Jian Zhen's heart tightened, and just as he was about to speak, the figure standing in front of him disappeared out of thin air. With his departure, the barrier set up around him seemed to suddenly dissipate. The figures of some disciples not far away reappeared, and the bustling back mountain returned again.
Only the young man who was sitting there did not move.
In a trance.
Watching Ye Jisheng's departing back, Jian Zhen suddenly remembered the demon god who was betrayed by his clansmen and severely injured by an assassin while in seclusion in the hall not long ago.
At that time.
The floor of the hall was covered in blood. Ye Jisheng looked calmly into the betrayer's red eyes. That was it.
It remembers.
What did Ye Jisheng say to it at that time? He said, Zhuzhu, you will never betray me.
Jane was really a little dazed.
Until a voice came from beside him: "Brother Jian, I have been looking for you for a long time, and you are here!"
Yu's face appeared in front of him, patted his shoulder and said, "I got three tokens and passed the first round of the test, what about you!?"
Jian Zhen slowly came back to her senses and said, "I got it too."
"I knew you could do it." Yu showed a somewhat relieved expression. He asked in confusion: "Why do you look unwell? Are you feeling unwell?"
Jian Zhen pursed her lips, shook her head gently and said, "I'm not feeling uncomfortable."
It's a heart disease!
What should I do if the owner is angry and can’t appease the baby?
Yu was completely unaware of Xiaocao's annoyance and said, "Hurry up and get ready. The second round should be a team battle. We will give the disciples time to rest tonight. We will go down the mountain to buy some props or weapons so that we can be prepared tomorrow!"
Jane Zhen was surprised and said, "Now?"
Yu smiled at him, took his hand and said, "Yes, now, let's take the small road."
The efficiency of a person of action is always higher than people can imagine. He was in the back mountain one second and on the way down the mountain the next. This was easy for Yu, who was familiar with every road of the demon clan.
The market at the foot of the mountain is very lively.
Jian Zhen looked at the stalls filled with satisfaction and asked, "Where are we going to buy props and weapons?"
Yu Shen said mysteriously, "I know a shop that sells very good weapons and magic treasures, but they only open at night. Let's go eat something first."
Jane really nodded.
The two were just about to find a random restaurant when suddenly someone on the street not far away shouted, "Thief! Catch thief! Someone is stealing my purse!"
A dark shadow flashed past the two people.
Yu frowned and said to Jian Zhen: "Brother Jian, wait for me here. I'll catch the thief and come back soon!"
Jian Zhen nodded and said, "Okay."
The crowds of people were surging, and the streets of the demon tribe were still relatively unfamiliar to him.
Jian Zhen originally planned to wait on the side, but he paused just as he took a step. He reached out and touched the wooden sign on his waist. His eyes widened a little. The moment they passed each other, the wooden sign that showed he had passed the disciple assessment disappeared!
Turn your head.
The back of the dark figure can still be seen faintly.
Jian Zhen chased after him without hesitation. Although the other party's pace was not slow, Jian Zhen finally caught up with him. He followed all the way to the grove. Just as he was about to look for where the other party was, a strange fragrance wafted into his nose, his eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness.
When I woke up again.
It was chilly and cold all around, as if water was dripping from the roof.
There was a voice not far away:
"Boss, we are going to make a fortune now."
"This wooden sign for passing the customs may sell for a good price."
"I asked around in the back hills today."
"Yes, he has no father or mother, and no master or family background."
Jian Zhen slowly opened her eyes and saw a group of people discussing something not far away. This place seemed to be a dilapidated temple. It was raining heavily outside and there were cold winds blowing inside the house.
Almost just action.
Several people outside noticed it.
The man in black turned around, with a scar on his face. He said, "Boy, you are unlucky to meet us today. Come with us when the rain stops!"
Jian Zhen realized that she might be kidnapped. Her hands and feet were covered with talismans and she couldn't get away. Xiao Cao, who always knew the situation, asked honestly, "Where are we going?"
Scarface smiled and said, "A little goblin face like you is also good looking. Where do you think you will sell it for?"
Several other companions also laughed when they heard this.
The cold wind blew into the ruined temple along with the drizzle. Jian Zhen only felt the discomfort of having his hands and feet tied. He also knew that he could not defeat these people alone.
Seeing that Scarface and his men were about to leave.
Jian Zhen said softly: "Don't sell me. Although I have no parents and no family background, I am pregnant, and I...my husband is rich."
Scarface and the others paused, half believing and half doubting: "Are you serious?"
Jian Zhen nodded quickly and said, "My husband is very rich and generous. You can contact him and he will send it no matter how much money it is."
Scarface said contemptuously, "What are you talking about? I heard that when you were in the mountains, you didn't even have money to eat. The head of the sect even put you in Qingfeng to do odd jobs to survive. How can your husband have money?"
Was this the statement made to the outside world at that time?
Jian Zhen choked up. No, if he was really sold, he could endure the torture, but the baby in his belly couldn't. These people were so vicious and evil that who knows what they could do.
Think about it.
Xiao Cao hardened her heart, and said pitifully with tears in her dark eyes: "I, I ran away from home secretly without telling my husband. I had a quarrel with my husband, and he didn't know that I came to the demon tribe."
Scarface had never seen such a scene before and subconsciously wanted to doubt it, but when he saw the young man on the ground, although he was dressed in rags, he had a handsome face and fair skin, and he really looked like he was raised in a wealthy family.
The subordinate said, "Boss, why do I feel a little dangerous? What if his husband has some ability? Wouldn't we be in danger?"
Jian Zhen said hurriedly, "No, my husband is very easy to talk to. His hobbies are usually growing grass and basking in the sun. He has never even quarreled with anyone."
After all, no one dared to quarrel.
Those who dared to make a noise are probably no longer alive.
Scarface was overjoyed after hearing this, and slammed the table and said, "Okay, in that case, we will contact him now. Don't worry, as long as your husband is willing to pay the ransom, we will let you go."
Jian Zhen quickly said, "Thank you, brothers."
Scarface immediately took out the voice transmission shaft and said, "Tell me your husband's name, and I will send him a message right now!"
Jian Zhen originally wanted to say the name of the Immortal Lord, but the names of the Demon Lord and the Immortal Lord were known to all three realms, and he would be exposed if he said it. After thinking it over, he decided that it would be better to say Yu's name.
Hesitating.
The subordinate said, "Boss, didn't he say that she was pregnant? Why not just use his blood to send a message to the man who is related to the child by blood?"
Scarface immediately said, "You are the one with the best idea!"
Jian Zhen widened her eyes in horror, and saw Scarface walking towards her. He used a knife to take a drop of blood from Jian Zhen's wrist, and the blood quickly disappeared on the scroll.
The scroll in the air absorbed the blood and flew into the air.
The sound transmission scroll shook violently in the air for a long time, as if it was afraid of something. The entire scroll seemed to be torn apart, just when everyone thought it was going to fail.
The scroll suddenly stopped, flashing a strange red light.
The subordinate trembled and pulled Scarface's sleeve and said, "Boss, it worked."
Scarface seemed to have just woken up from a dream. He swallowed his saliva and said arrogantly, "Listen to me, the person on the other side. Your wife and children are in my hands now. She is pregnant with your child. If you know what's good for you, prepare 10 million spirit stones and send them over. We will consider letting them live!"
The words fell.
It was quiet all around.
quite a while.
Just when everyone thought that there was no one on the other side of the scroll, Scarface was waiting for the other party to beg for mercy in panic.
A cold laugh came, carrying a chilling chill.
"oh?"
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