Chapter 1012 Meeting of Eight Men
Everyone who was watching thought that Jing Zhui and Zhu Chuideng would fight at the first moment. After all, Zhu Chuideng came to rescue the nameless sword master. However, they did not expect that Jing Zhui would flash in front of Zhu Chuideng in a dashing manner. His fist was swung out, but the two fists touched in the air, like they were greeting good brothers.
The people below were puzzled. They saw Zhu Chuideng and Jing Zhui talking for a few words. Jing Zhui seemed to condense a string of magic flames in his palm to show that he was fine now. Zhu Chuideng asked something with a smile, and Jing Zhui pointed downwards.
No one could hear their conversation. The relationship between the Ghost Lord and the Demons, who were said to have a life-and-death duel upon meeting, actually seemed to be quite good. Everyone was shocked but quickly found a reasonable explanation.
——The Ghost Lord and the Demon God were definitely teasing each other with fake smiles, just a polite greeting before the battle.
——Just wait and see, they will still fight.
Sure enough, not long after, the crowd witnessed with their own eyes that the men in the sky quickly split into two factions.
Ji Wenyi, Ji Weiming, Yue Mushan and Zhu Chuideng stood on one side, Xiao Chujing and Jing Zhui stood on the other. The Demon King was so angry that his cat ears were pressed against his head. He pointed at the Demon God and was telling the Ghost Lord about the Demon God's sins.
Xiao Chujing was a man of few words. After hearing a few words that he didn't agree with, the Emperor raised his sword and drew a chasm between the two groups.
Hey, why hasn't Xiao Luding escaped the control of the devil yet?
The atmosphere became tense again and a war was about to break out.
Zhu Chuideng seemed to have no interest in fighting and kept looking underground as if he was looking for someone.
At this moment, three streaks of light flashed across the sky and landed in the middle of the man's face. The streaks of light fell to the ground and turned into a human. The nameless sword master Ye Xiaoman, who had been missing for a long time, finally appeared.
The man in red clothes on her left was Sikong Luding, who had disappeared from the public for a long time. It seemed that the rumors from the Divine Realm were correct. Sikong Luding was awakened by the anger of the Demon God.
On the right stood the Holy Son Jiaying, dressed in white. Everyone then remembered that Jiaying was absent during the entire battle. It seemed that he had protected the Nameless Sword Master and escaped.
The Nameless Sword Master stood among everyone, facing the oppression of the demon god and the important figures who came from all directions to rescue her. She was neither arrogant nor humble, and behaved calmly, worthy of being a savior.
The savior raised her hand to stop the fight between the two sides, and she began to speak. Although no one could hear what she said, everyone could see that she was trying hard to prevent a war from happening.
What a responsible savior!
Ye Xiaoman deserves everyone's worship!
A new small world was formed. Yue Mushan, Ji Wenyi and the ministers brought by Jiaying left the scene together. Ye Xiaoman invited the Demon God and all the big figures to enter the small world for a secret talk.
It must be because the support from the God Emperor, the Demon King and the Ghost Lord made her feel confident, and she wanted to negotiate with the Demon God in person.
Let us wait together for the good news of the Savior.
In the small world.
"Uncle!"
Looking at Ye Xiaoman who was jumping and running towards him happily, the man with sword-like eyebrows and slender eyes looked dazed. He seemed unable to believe that the dream he prayed for day and night had come true.
But when Ye Xiaoman ran up to him, Zhu Chuideng's tall body involuntarily lowered itself and he caught Ye Xiaoman firmly.
Ye Xiaoman jumped onto Zhu Chuideng like a monkey, clamped her legs around his waist, and hugged his neck.
"Blow out the lamp!" Ye Xiaoman shouted again.
Zhu Chuideng stared blankly at Ye Xiaoman who was hanging above him, and saw that the bright smile on her face was as dazzling as the sun above her head.
Ye Xiaoman covered his face with her hands and deliberately acted irritated, "Uncle, why didn't you answer me when I called you?"
Zhu Chuideng finally remembered to smile, "Little girl, I, I can't speak anymore."
Seeing him looking like a fool, Ye Xiaoman couldn't tease him anymore and was about to slide out of his arms.
Zhu Chuideng lifted her butt and lifted it up, begging, "Don't go, let me hold you again."
The two of them were rubbing each other's faces and kissing, looking sticky and inseparable. The other men were watching and felt uncomfortable.
Sikong Qing was the first to speak up: "Should we get you a room so you can make out first and then come out?"
Ye Xiaoman was hanging on Zhu Chuideng, and when she heard this, she said expectantly, "Ah, is it really possible?"
Sikong Qing immediately regretted it: "You wish."
Ji Wenyi had no sense of boundaries at all. He walked up quickly and touched Ye Xiaoman's head in Zhu Chuideng's arms affectionately to ease his longing for her.
Of course he also wanted to get Ye Xiaoman out of Zhu Chuideng's arms, but he would use a smarter way.
Ji Wenyi suggested, "It's rare that everyone is here today, let's talk about the future."
Ye Xiaoman asked curiously, "What are you talking about?"
Ji Wenyi diverted Ye Xiaoman's attention away from Zhu Chuideng with just a few words, but Zhu Chuideng was unaware of it. He held Ye Xiaoman as if he was holding the whole world, still in a trance over the shock of her resurrection.
Ji Wenyi looked at all the men present.
Ji Weiming immediately agreed: "My royal brother, what you said makes sense."
Xiao Chujing put away the Emperor Sword, and Yue Mushan was anxious to remove the loose hair on his tail. Ye Xiaoman liked to hug his big tail the most.
Sikong Qing snorted coldly in a domineering manner. Jiaying moved towards Ye Xiaoman, wanting to imitate Ji Wenyi and get intimate with Ye Xiaoman.
Jing Zhui always lives in his own world and doesn't care what happens around him. When he saw Ye Xiaoman coming, he rushed into Zhu Chuideng's arms. Zhu Chuideng had been holding her for a long time. Is it time to change shifts?
He said directly beside Zhu Chuideng: "Zhu Chuideng, it's my turn."
Zhu Chuideng completely ignored him. Ye Xiaoman hugged Zhu Chuideng's neck and made a face at Jing Zhui.
Her lively expression made Jing Zhui feel itchy. As Zhu Chuideng didn't let go, he leaned over and kissed Ye Xiaoman on the mouth.
The scenery in the small world changed rapidly, and the scene turned into a meeting room with a circular platform in the middle and eight chairs placed around the platform.
Ye Xiaoman was on the platform, and it looked like a bad woman was surrounded by a bunch of men, blocking them in the middle and demanding an explanation.
"Please take a seat."
Ji Wenyi gritted his teeth, his gentle face twisted a little, "Brothers."
The men glanced at Ye Xiaoman. They had long wanted to find an opportunity to explain things to her, so they followed Ji Wenyi's arrangement and sat down on the chairs one after another.
Zhu Chuideng also sat down.
Ye Xiaoman, who was supposed to sit on the round platform, was still lying in Zhu Chuideng's arms. Now she was lying in Zhu Chuideng's arms.
His hand touched Zhu Chuideng's big chest muscles under his clothes, and the two were kissing.
When the men compared themselves with each other, it seemed that none of them could get the feeling of attachment that Ye Xiaoman expressed, and they were all jealous of each other.
So before the talks even started, Zhu Chuideng became the target of public criticism.
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