Hearing Ma Ji's words, General Yu's eyes instantly fell on him.
"So you are Ning Jie."
General Yu narrowed his eyes and looked at Ma Ji, smiling slightly.
His tone was extremely gentle, but there was a flash of murderous intent in his eyes that was difficult for ordinary people to detect. However, with Ma Ji's strength, he naturally did not notice it.
The other wandering cultivators at the scene were naturally the same. Seeing General Yu talking to Ma Ji with such a smile, everyone felt a little uncomfortable for a moment.
In everyone's opinion, the general in front of them had such a gentle tone, so he was naturally kind to "Ning Jie".
Before this, a group of wandering cultivators were full of hostility towards Ning Jie and almost attacked him, but now Ning Jie has such a powerful army as his backing. If Ning Jie wants to use the strength of this army to deal with the wandering cultivators, it will naturally be extremely disadvantageous for everyone.
Therefore, the scattered cultivators felt somewhat guilty at this moment. Many of them lowered their heads and did not dare to look at Ma Ji, for fear of Ma Ji's revenge.
After receiving a positive response from General Yu, Ma Ji became even more proud. He looked at the wandering cultivators with an arrogant look on his face, especially when he was looking at a few wandering cultivators he disliked. He raised his hand and waved it across his neck, the meaning of which was self-evident.
In Ma Ji's view, General Yu and others were here to protect him. He tried his best to pretend to be arrogant and said to General Yu in a high-handed manner:
"Are you here to follow this Holy Son?"
Hearing Ma Ji's words, General Yu couldn't help laughing and said:
"Follow? Haha."
He came here to kill people, but the Holy Son of Miaoyin Sect was so arrogant that he thought that they had traveled thousands of miles and lost tens of thousands of brothers just to follow him?
Is this the legendary Holy Son of Miaoyin Sect?
It really makes people feel a little stupid!
General Yu was complaining madly in his heart, and he didn't take Ma Ji, the fake Holy Son of Miaoyin Sect, seriously at all.
However, Ma Ji still arrogantly ordered General Yu:
"Since you want to follow this Saint Son, then listen to my command and kill all these wandering cultivators who are disrespectful to this Saint Son!"
After he finished speaking, he had an arrogant smile on his face, and the scene of those wandering cultivators lying dead all over the ground seemed to have appeared in his mind. However, after he thought about it for a long time, he found that General Yu and his army were not moved at all.
Ma Ji couldn't help but get anxious, and shouted to General Yu:
"Hurry up and do it! This Holy Son lets you do it!"
But just as he finished speaking, he heard General Yu's angry voice. The smile on General Yu's face suddenly disappeared, and his face was full of murderous intent.
“That’s enough!”
"Ning Jie, you ordered your men to insult my biological mother, causing the destruction of my Liu family. This is an irreconcilable feud. Today, I, Liu Yu, will grind you to dust and scatter your ashes to relieve the hatred in my heart!"
General Yu's voice resounded through the sky, instantly attracting responses from more than 3,000 soldiers around him:
"Grind the bones and scatter the ashes! Take revenge!"
"Grind the bones and scatter the ashes! Take revenge!"
“…”
The shouts shook the earth.
This sudden plot reversal left all the wandering cultivators stunned. They had originally thought that this army was pursuers of the Holy Son of Miaoyin Sect, but they did not expect that they would end up meeting their enemies.
Now I can sit back and watch the fight between the tigers and enjoy the show.
The wandering cultivators were relieved, but Ma Ji himself was stunned at this moment. He never expected that Ning Jie would provoke this group of ferocious guys.
It’s over!
It's all over!
Ma Ji did not hesitate at all, and fell to his knees with a plop, shouting in panic:
"No! No! You've got it all wrong. I'm not actually Ning Jie, the Holy Son of the Miaoyin Sect! I'm a disciple of the Huazi Society in Youzhou City. I'm pretending, pretending!"
However, at this moment Ma Ji's explanation seemed a little pale and powerless.
Everyone has already determined that he is the Holy Son of the Miaoyin Sect, and it was he who led everyone to find the ancient country of Rakshasa. As for the spy in General Yu's army who knew Ning Jie, he also died in the cave.
Therefore, no matter how Ma Ji explained, it was all in vain.
Seeing Ma Ji kneeling and begging for mercy, General Yu couldn't help but said with disgust:
"So this is the Holy Son of the Miaoyin Sect. You are nothing but a dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy before this general. But today you must die!"
At this moment, Ma Ji was really panicked.
He felt extremely regretful. If he had known earlier, he should not have pretended to be the Holy Son of Miaoyin Sect!
But suddenly he thought of something, and quickly turned around and pointed at Ning Jie and said:
"He! He's seen the Holy Son of Miaoyin Sect. He can prove that I'm not the real Holy Son of Miaoyin Sect! Fellow Daoist, please prove it to me quickly!"
Hearing Ma Ji's words, everyone couldn't help but look at Ning Jie.
However, Ning Jie's expression was calm at the moment, and he said calmly:
"Respected Saint Son, what do you mean by this? If you are not the Saint Son of Miaoyin Sect, who else is it?"
This simple sentence undoubtedly put Ma Ji to death.
"Why! You're lying!"
Ma Ji shouted with a ferocious look on his face.
But what greeted him was General Yu's cold voice:
"Kill him and cut him into pieces!"
As soon as General Yu finished speaking, all the soldiers rushed forward, waving their spears. The heartbreaking roars of horses echoed between heaven and earth:
"No!"
"No!"
"ah!"
In just a few breaths, the once arrogant Ma Ji became a pawn.
PS:
(First of all, let me talk about the milk tea I drew yesterday. A friend found me and I have already redeemed it for him. I put the screenshot of the redemption in this comment.
Secondly, I've seen many of you ask me if I can make any money by stopping writing and taking milk tea like this. Honestly, there's no money to be made. This book doesn't make much money at the moment. The only thing that keeps me going is wanting to give it an ending, after all, this is my debut novel.
I also pump milk tea to motivate myself. If it can have some effect, it will be helpful. It can also give some benefits to the brothers who have always supported me. No matter what, I still want to thank my brothers for their support and concern.
Finally, some brothers said they wanted to read the story and extra chapters of the twenty-six letters. I will try my best to write them for everyone in the future.
Okay, that's it, good night.
Tomorrow is Qixi Festival, so I need to gather my strength and prepare for the battle.)
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