"Swear?"

"Dare to ask the national teacher like this, this girl is really guts......"

"But if she can really defeat Chunhuajun...... This kind of oath is nothing......"

"But it's impossible, Guo Chunhuajun doesn't release water...... This kind of vow can be regarded as a comfort to her......"

The girl's words rang out, and the people around heard it and made a noise again. Looking at the movement around him, Ji Mo's eyes became colder and colder, staring at Ying Baoyue on the stage and sneering, "You really dare to say it." ”

"It's not as good as the National Teacher," Ying Baoyue looked at the man in the audience calmly, "Since you want the little girl to die, the National Teacher should also give a little sincerity." Otherwise, it doesn't matter if I win or lose, it doesn't seem like a big deal, does it? ”

As soon as the girl's words came out, the surrounding people made a noise again.

Under the tree, Zhao Guang, who originally thought that Ying Baoyue was crazy, was stunned when he heard this.

When Chen Zichu and the others beside him heard that she was going to fight against Ji Jiashu, everyone felt that she was not sober, but when they heard this, Zhao Guang suddenly found out.

Maybe they were wrong, but the girl's mind was actually very clear.

More sober than all of them in the room.

There is a huge disparity between her and Ji Jiashu's realm level, even if Ji Jiashu wins, it will be a victory, and there is nothing to boast about. There is no help at all with the question of who exactly qualifies to be the leader.

Zhao Guang clenched his fists, and what Ji Moming said on his face was high-sounding, but he didn't want to prove the weight of the leader from the beginning.

What the Southern Chu National Master wanted was never justice. From the beginning, he wanted Ji Jiashu to kill the girl with his own hands.

But Ji Mo put justice on the bright side, and the girl also put justice on the bright side.

The condition proposed by Ji Mo was unbelievably high, it was an obvious unequal treaty, and she chose to exchange it for another condition that is usually difficult to achieve, so that this battle would be more fair.

In this way, the conditions of the two sides have basically reached equality, and the justice that Ji Mo took out to induce the people on the bright side has been achieved.

Zhao Guang stared straight at the man in black in the audience, which meant that Ji Mo had to accept her condition.

"Since you are so arrogant, then the national teacher will let you die to understand." Ji Mo stared coldly at Ying Baoyue on the stage, and the next moment took out the bright red wing feather from his arms.

"Father!" Ji Jiashu stretched out his hand to stop it, because he knew that once his father really used the Vermilion Bird God, then this matter could never be changed.

He really had to fight to the death with that girl.

However, his father only glanced at him lightly, and Ji Jiashu stiffened and couldn't move.

"Stand there well," Ji Mo said lightly, "When is your turn to speak." ”

"You have to kill if you kill today, and if you don't kill, you have to kill."

"Why...... Why does it have to be me? ”

Ji Jiashu, who was completely shrouded in the coercion of the second god of the second rank, heard the sound of his own bones being crushed, and stared at his father in a blurred vision.

Why does he have to kill the person he likes?

"It's useless," but the man in front of him just looked at him coldly, and spat out the words he had heard since childhood.

With the disappointed look he saw when he was a child.

"I've cultivated to the fifth level, and I'm still so indecisive." Ji Mo looked at his youngest son and said coldly, "You really will never grow much." ”

"What? Can't get started? ”

Ji Mo glanced at the girl on the stage and sneered, "You should also understand by now, what a ruthless woman she is." ”

"That kind of woman doesn't care what you're thinking about for the sake of status," as if remembering something from the past, Ji Mo's eyes became cold to the bone, and Ji Jiashu felt even more chilled into the bone marrow when he looked at it.

What happened to his father in the past?

"What a waste, I originally thought that your qualifications were too poor, and a little effort to educate might come in handy, who would have thought that you would be so useless," Seeing Ji Jiashu's hand holding the sword and trembling slightly, Ji Mo's eyes looked even more disgusted, and he said coldly.

"Even if your eldest brother is abolished now, his heart is stronger than yours."

Hearing this, Ji Jiashu was shocked, and under the tree, Ji Qingyuan raised his head suddenly, and it was difficult to suppress the anger in his heart.

This man actually said such things to Ji Jiashu again!

Ji Jiashu closed his eyes, his natural rank was only rank eight, which was lower than Ji Qingyuan, who was born with rank seven.

He always remembered how disappointed his father looked when he woke up.

However, his brother who was born at the seventh level was not allowed to practice due to his special status, and his father could only cultivate him who was not talented.

Ji Jiashu knew very well that his father had always disliked this, and he knew that his qualifications were indeed inferior to his eldest brother, and if his eldest brother could cultivate, he would definitely be better than him......

"Come on, Nanchu National Teacher, you're really enough."

At this time, a girl's voice came from not far away again, Ji Jiashu opened his eyes suddenly, he wondered if he was wrong, he saw that the girl on the stage actually looked at it with disgust...... His father?

"If you are gifted, you will know these things all day long," Ying Baoyue looked at the man who really had no growth in the audience and said lightly, "Isn't your talent the same as Jiashu, haven't you cultivated like this until now?" What qualifications do you have to say about your son? ”

Cultivation ...... Such......

Ji Qingyuan really suspected that she originally wanted to say that you don't just practice like this......

Zhao Guang and the others under the tree didn't dare to come out when they heard this.

"You ......" Ji Mo's eyes swelled with monstrous anger, but the look of the girl on the stage didn't care.

"Talent is not so important. Clearly, the achievements of all innate cultivators in the world are not as good as those of an ordinary person who was born without rank, and they are all talking about it. ”

As soon as this girl's words came out, the audience was really silent.

Because she was right.

Everyone knows that the only cultivator on the Shanhai Continent who has reached the top of the cultivation level and the first level, the Great Priest Lin Shubai, she is not a natural cultivator.

In front of that woman, all natural cultivators had to bow their heads.

And when it came to that woman, everyone couldn't help but look at Ji Mo.

Although this girl's words are too polite, no one knows that although their talent as a national teacher of Southern Chu is higher than Lin Shubai, they have never surpassed Lin Shubai in the cultivation realm in this life.

Listening to the girl's words, everyone gasped.

It's so unkind for this girl to poke people's pain points......

"You ......" Ji Mo's cold expression finally relaxed, and Ying Baoyue's expression on the stage looked at him coldly and said, "Please also ask the Southern Chu National Master to swear quickly, don't say anything that has nothing to do with it." ”

Ji Mo didn't want to deal with this woman who should have died a long time ago, he took a deep breath, clenched the wings in his hand and finished his vow.

The red light belonging to the Vermilion Bird God in the sky flashed, and Ji Jiashu, who was unable to move, watched all this end with his eyes cracked, and the next moment he pounced forward with a loose pressure on his body.

"Okay, quickly stand up, go on stage and finish what you have to do," Ji Mo looked coldly at his son on the ground.

"No water is allowed, if you don't do it, I'll do it, or do you want to watch me kill her with my own hands?"

Ji Jiashu's back shook slightly when he heard this.

"Father, I ask again one last time, why on earth are you doing this?" Ji Jiashu turned over and stood up, maybe his heart was dead, and the previous shaking on the face of the young man who knew that everything was irretrievable had subsided, but he finally looked at his father and asked.

"No matter what you think of me at this time, but you are my son after all," Ji Mo looked at Ji Jiashu, a trace of complicated emotions flashed in his eyes, but in the end, he returned to coldness.

The man stared at him and said quietly, "You can't be a second me. ”

The second me? Ji Jiashu was stunned, what does this mean?

"Nanchu National Teacher, I also want to ask," at this time, the girl's voice came from the stage, "Why do you want your son to kill me." ”

"It's very simple," Ji Mo turned around and quietly stared into the eyes of the girl on the stage, with an emotion that Ji Jiashu couldn't understand, "Because I don't understand, why are you still alive." ”

From the first moment he saw her, there was only one thought in his mind.

She's dead, why is she still alive?

Why?

"yes, I don't understand either." Ying Baoyue stood on the stage, staring at the man she hadn't seen in the audience for the first time when she wasn't next to that person.

She had seen the man and woman standing side by side countless times, but there was only one person left.

"I don't understand why you're still alive."

Some are dead, some are still alive.

Yinghuyue's ears rang with the words that the woman had said, "Yue'er, don't blame him, it's me who didn't protect him." ”

You didn't protect him, but why, you are dead, and he is still alive?

Looking at the hateful eyes in the eyes of the men in the audience, Ying Baoyue closed her eyes. The next moment she opened her eyes and saw that the man had pushed Ji Jiashu, and the boy had climbed the stairs and walked towards her.