Chapter 258: After all, it's his own junior

"Ji Ge?" The first person who noticed something strange about Ji Ge was Chu Yuhe, who had been focusing on him.

Before that, he wondered why he was able to close his eyes so calmly and calmly at such a critical moment of anger.

But the moment Ji Ge opened his eyes, he suddenly took half a step back and shouted in horror.

There is only a few tens of breaths before and after, why has there been such a earth-shaking change in Ji Ge's body.

Although his appearance has not changed in the slightest, the temperament around him and the aura he exudes have all changed completely.

And now, in this opportunity, Chu Yuhe no longer sees a little bit of starry light.

What was reflected in his eyes was the endless darkness in Ji Ge's eyes.

He could conclude that it was two people before and after.

Could it be that Ji Ge's body was taken away in such a short period of time? But why didn't he notice it before that?

If he was seriously injured, he didn't notice it, but why didn't Mo Yuan, who had been guarding Ji Ge's side, not notice it?

Hearing Chu Yuhe's exclamation for no reason, Mo Yuan's expression was shocked, and he looked at this alien person with a wary face, and then turned to Ji Ge with his gaze.

"Young master. Mo Yuan looked suspicious and shouted softly.

But immediately after that, he looked vigilant, and the spiritual power in his palms quickly condensed.

Although he has known Ji Ge for a very short time, not even half a day, he is sure that the man standing in front of him with an indifferent expression at this time is not Ji Ge.

At least it's not Ji Ge's soul that controls this body and body.

"Not true. You are not Ji Ge, who are you?!" Mo Yuan's spiritual power turned into a sword, which was engraved with the creation of heaven and earth that he had perceived, and his face was like frost.

The Agarwood Sword Spirit raised his arm, shook it slightly, and nodded

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, did not listen to the words of the two of them beside him at all.

Then Chu Yuhe and Mo Yuan heard him say to himself: "I still have a good idea to find me, if I find that guy, I'm afraid that before he can make a move, this body will be shattered." ”

"Who the hell are you?" Mo Yuan was now sure that the person in front of him at this time was definitely not Ji Ge.

And Chu Yuhe was also vigilant, and the spiritual power around his body gushed out like the water of the river, protecting his body tightly.

"Me. I'm your savior. After hearing Mo Yuan's questioning, the Agarwood Sword Spirit tapped his forehead with his index finger and said.

"Get out of Ji Ge's body!" Mo Yuan said sharply.

He can't help Senior Shi, but if Ji Ge has any more accidents, then he won't have the face to go back to see his master.

When the agarwood sword spirit heard that the hair in front of him had not grown together, he dared to drink himself, and his face was pale.

"It's not big, it's not small, that's how Mo Zhi taught you? Sure enough, if you are a master, you can't teach your apprentices well, and you can't get into the eyes of the law. The Agarwood Sword Spirit said indifferently.

Over the years, he has been following Ji Qingyun's side, seeing what he has seen and heard, so he knows everyone around Ji Qingyun, but none of them have seen themselves like this.

What they saw was only the black sword agarwood in Ji Qingyun's hand, not the sword spirit.

Hearing that the person in front of him was insulting his master, Mo Yuan, who had always been gentle and elegant, frowned, and his face showed a little anger.

Then he didn't say a word, and so far, he suddenly handed out a sword to the agarwood sword spirit.

If Ji Ge controlled this body, he would definitely not be able to avoid this sword, but if it was replaced by an agarwood sword spirit that could work with the water god, then this sword would become a joke.

The Agarwood Sword Spirit slowly raised his right hand, and seemingly casually sandwiched the spirit sword between his fingers.

"It's just about that old man Mo, not to be with his own family

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Gas. ”

Then he raised his left hand and flicked his fingers at Mo Yuan's forehead.

Mo Yuan saw that index finger, obviously the speed was very slow, but he couldn't avoid it.

Finally, when the slender index finger hit his forehead, he felt a feeling of dizziness in his divine sea, and then his body went limp, and he collapsed on the void.

"Give me a good look at this kid, if he has a little accident, I will make your entire Chuguan South City unsafe. The Agarwood Sword Spirit picked up Mo Yuan, who had passed out, and looked at Chu Yuhe, who was beside him with a panicked face, and said, "Threat".

"Senior, this is not quite appropriate. Although he said this, he still caught Mo Yuan from the hand of the Agarwood Sword Spirit.

"Rest assured. It won't delay you for too long. Agarwood Sword Spirit said lightly.

In this prosaic sentence, there is an incomparable confidence.

Now Chu Yuhe can conclude that although the person in front of him is not Ji Ge, this person does not have the slightest disgust to himself or to Mo Yuan in his arms.

It might even be as he said at the beginning. He is the lifesaver of his own group.

"Seniors, go ahead. The city lord of the prominent Chu Guannan City lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Ji Ge's eyes at this time.

Those eyes that are as black as the abyss without a trace of expression can easily make people fall into them and be unable to extricate themselves.

It's the kind of sinking that belongs to the soul.

When Chu Yuhe raised his head again, there was still Ji Ge in front of him.

Of course, there was no one in front of Chu Yuhe, because that person had already appeared dozens of zhang away in an instant, beside Shi Potian, in front of the nameless body that was about to explode.

"Is there enough trouble?" Ji Ge asked with one hand on Shi Potian's shoulder, and asked indifferently without the slightest smell of human fireworks.

He looked at Nameless, who was as swollen as a ball, as if he were looking at a dead man, indifferent and unforgiving.

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