Great Zhu Wuhuang looked at the devastated Yunni Terrace and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Sima Yao's eyes on the side were gloomy, "If it weren't for the previous master's presence, I'm afraid the Sima clan wouldn't be much better than the Ji clan." ”

"It's okay to have me. ”

"But what if the Lord leaves one day, the Sima clan will also be destroyed," Sima Yao looked at Emperor Zhu Wuhuang, as if he had strengthened some thoughts in his heart, "Only the strength of the clan itself will be qualified to ensure that it will not be destroyed." ”

Great Zhu Wuhuang laughed, reached out and patted Sima Yao's shoulder, "Very good, I hope to be able to see the day when you succeed, and I will spare no effort to help Sima Yao." ”

After receiving a firm answer from Emperor Zhu Wuhuang, the corners of Sima Yao's eyes were shining, and then he knelt on one knee, and said in a somewhat choked voice, "The Lord treats him so kindly, the Sima clan can't repay him..."

"Okay, okay, hurry up and help me to the front to take a look, and comfort Ji. ”

Under the Yunni platform, the number of corpses stretched all the way to the corner of the sky, and the dark blood plasma soaked the ground under their feet, and people walked on it, and it was extremely muddy.

Looking at the Ji clan in front of him, who was no longer one in the ten, Da Zhu Wuhuang's face was also a little unsightly, and he didn't know how to speak, so he had to simply comfort Ji Qing.

Ji Qing, who was kneeling on the ground, slowly got up, wiped his tears with the sleeves of his robe, and then made a big salute to Emperor Zhu Wuhuang, "My Ji clan still has a family today, all relying on the blessing of adults, and Ji Qing, the third elder of the Ji clan, is grateful." ”

Emperor Zhu Wuhuang hurriedly helped Ji Qing up, "Ahem, now is not the time to talk about this, the top priority is to comfort the clansmen, and then figure out how to rebuild." ”

Ji Qing looked at Emperor Zhu Wu, and stopped talking a little, but finally spoke, "My lord, my Ji clan is no longer able to settle in this Ding'an County, then the old dog of Jinhai will be avenged, if we don't leave, we will be destroyed."

After finishing speaking, Ji Qing looked at Emperor Zhu Wu with a nervous expression.

Emperor Zhu Wuhuang could naturally understand the sound of these words, and also understood the current situation of the Ji family, and after thinking about it for a while, he nodded in agreement.

Ji Qing was suddenly extremely excited, and with a wave of his robe, he was ready to make a big gift again.

"Okay, there's no need for red tape, there's not much time left for you, it's not a short distance from Baili County, and if there is an ambush on the way, it will be a little troublesome. Emperor Zhu Wu said in a deep voice.

Ji Qing knew that it was powerful, and hurriedly rushed to Yunni Terrace and began to organize the retreat of the clansmen.

This is, Sima Wei on the side came over and whispered, "Lord, we have taken in the Ji clan, what if we are discovered by the Jin clan and attack us?"

Great Zhu Wuhuang's face was indifferent, "If they come again, I don't mind removing another arm of the patriarch of the other clan." ”

All the Sima men gasped in unison, looking at him with awe and adoration in their eyes.

After Ji Qing's simple inventory, there were only more than 3,200 surviving family members of the Ji family, of which women and children accounted for two-thirds, and the elderly and young people accounted for only one-tenth.

Judging from the current strength of the Ji clan, even the 100,000 slaughterers from the Sima clan are enough to wipe it out.

Seeking the protection of Emperor Zhu Wu was their last straw.

Recovering from the frightened and dazed, under the guidance of a group of Sima clan men, the Ji clan began to retreat from Yunnitai and prepare to go to Baili County.

Under the dilapidated stone carving of the divine bird, Ji Qing looked at the figure on the ground and secretly felt sad.

Da Zhu Wuhuang and Sima Yao watched from the sidelines, looking at the figure of the green shirt lying on the ground, and there was a wonderful feeling in their hearts.

He had a strong feeling of being cheap, and wanted to take off the bronze mask from the face of the green-shirted body, but he quickly dismissed the idea.

The death of a man is great, and the dead cannot be disrespected.

Ji Qing slowly pulled out the green sword that was stuck obliquely on the ground, and then took off his coat to cover the corpse on the ground.

After doing all this, Ji Qing said with a heavy face, "This is the young patriarch of my Ji clan, and it is also the unborn genius of my Ji clan, he was promoted to envoy at the age of twenty, and he is the most likely to become the overlord before the age of thirty in the entire young generation of the capital, but now, everything has become a cloud of smoke." ”

"As soon as the young patriarch dies, even if my Ji clan exists, it will only be a remnant..."

Emperor Zhu Wuhuang just wanted to say a word of condolences by the way, when a lazy voice came from his ears, "The guy lying on the ground is not dead yet." ”

"Not dead yet?" Da Zhu Wuhuang was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously spoke.

"To put it simply, it's not dead yet," the voice of the retreat sounded, "This guy's body is a little strange, although he doesn't breathe, but his breath is still there, but if he covers it like this, it should stink..."

Looking at Ji Qing, who was in deep grief and couldn't extricate himself, Emperor Zhu Wuhuang swallowed his throat and said, "That, I said that the young patriarch of your family is not dead, do you believe it or not?"

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"Wheel... Wheels..."

As many as more than ten carriages led the way, and behind the carriage, the three thousand members of the Ji clan were trekking in the flying sand loess, heading towards their new homeland.

At this moment, in the carriage at the front, Da Zhu Wuhuang, Ji Qing, Sima Yao, and Sima Weizheng all looked at each other and then looked at the center of the carriage.

There, lying the body of the young patriarch of the Ji clan.

Looking at the wound in the abdomen of the body that could almost be stuffed into a human head, everyone subconsciously swallowed saliva.

This kind of injury, even Sima Yao, who has picked up a life, has never been so serious.

Finally, Ji Qing said nervously, "The young patriarch is really not dead?"

"I guess I'm not dead. Emperor Zhu Wuhuang didn't dare to pack the ticket, so he hurriedly called out the retreat to ask.

Escape appeared in the air, and soon said in surprise, "This guy's self-repair ability is so strong, and in such a short period of time, his breath has actually stabilized." ”

"Then why hasn't he woken up yet?"

"Nonsense, such a big wound on the chest, whirring and pouring air into it, can you wake up if it's you?"

"So what to do?"

"Looking at his situation, it is estimated that the wound will be repaired directly. ”

Emperor Zhu Wuhuang breathed a sigh of relief, and then took out a palm-sized porcelain bottle from his arms, which was the spiritual treasure that he had brought out from the Diyuan Wai Building before.

This spirit treasure has a huge effect on the continuity of the body, as long as the breath is still alive, the dying injuries can be saved.

Therefore, Emperor Zhu Wuhuang naturally cherished this very much, and until now he has only given Sima Yao a small half bottle to repair the severed limbs.

Taking a deep breath, Emperor Zhu Wuhuang slowly approached with Lingzhen in his hand.

A faint fragrance masked by the smell of blood poured into the nostrils of Emperor Zhu Wuhuang.

"I'm rubbing, a big man is so fragrant, what kind of perfume is used?" Da Zhu Wuhuang was briefly distracted, looking at the bronze mask on his face, and the uncontrollable strong handiness surged into his heart again.

The mottled blood-stained jaw and neck were extremely white, but the man's critical Adam's apple was not visible.

"It's so white, it's so tender, it can't be a little white face, right?" Da Zhu Wuhuang thought, and his hand took off the bronze mask by magic.

Under the mask, two sword eyebrows flew straight into the sideburns, the bridge of the nose was straight, the thin lips were red, and the complexion was as bright as the autumn moon.

The blend of heroism and handsomeness has achieved an indescribable sense of beauty.

After seeing the face of the young patriarch of the Ji clan clearly, everyone looked at Ji Qing with strange expressions.

Ji Qing coughed embarrassedly, "The young patriarch of my family has been handsome and abnormal since he was a child, although it is not a man's face, but it is a fake boy's body. ”

"But this one is indeed a bit against the sky..."The big Zhu Wuhuang on the side sighed, "Such a good-looking man, now there is one more besides me, and he is finally no longer lonely." ”

Sima Yao on the side almost laughed, his face was pale, and then he made an excuse to pull Sima Wei out of the carriage and laughed indissolently.

After feasting his eyes, Emperor Zhu Wu was satisfied, and he was ready to treat Lingzhen in his hand.

The situation of the young patriarch Ji was not optimistic, and his chest collapsed entirely, and the sand and broken clothes covered the wounds.

In desperation, Emperor Zhu had no choice but to prepare to undress him.

As soon as the palm of his hand touched his body, an imperceptible tremor came, and Da Zhu Wuhuang's face was shocked, and he was ready to take off his clothes and hurry up for treatment.

"Buzz..."

"What sound?" Da Zhu Wuhuang, who was starting to undress, subconsciously turned his head to look aside.

I saw that a cyan long sword suddenly swept out from Ji Qing's back and stabbed it with lightning speed.

At this critical moment, Da Zhu Wuhuang almost relied on instinct, and his butt drove his body to move away from a position.

"Duh!"

The sword slammed between his legs, its incomparably sharp blade less than a finger from the object.

The big Zhu Wuhuang who was sitting in place didn't dare to move, cold sweat seeped out from his sideburns, and the chill ran from the root of his tail to the Tianling cover.

Ji Qing, who reacted, hurriedly and vigorously withdrew the long sword from his crotch, and said with an apologetic face, "This is the young patriarch's sword, and he has the first spiritual wisdom, and it is estimated that he has a guardian reaction." ”

Emperor Zhu Wuhuang waved his hand a little prostration, "It's okay, you have to let it know that I am saving its master, not rude, and the province will give me a clean body later." ”

After escaping the catastrophe without danger, Da Zhu Wuhuang's movements also became cautious.

Just after the undershirt was unbuttoned, a blood-soaked belly pocket appeared.

"Damn, what kind of fetish are you for a big man, and you still wear a belly pocket..."Da Zhu Wuhuang held back a smile.

However, the patriarch Ji Shao, who had originally closed his eyes tightly, opened his eyes strangely at the moment when his underwear was unbuttoned.

A flash of flying light rose from under his ears, and then he raised his palm and twitched at the slightly lewd man in front of him.

Emperor Zhu Wu's eyes were quick, and he hurriedly pressed his palm.

Ji Qing was shocked, and knelt in the carriage with tears in his eyes, "Young Patriarch, you finally woke up!"

"He, who is he?" The young patriarch Ji who was pressed into his palm was extremely angry, even if he was weak and abnormal, he still looked at Emperor Zhu Wu with murderous intent.

"He is the savior benefactor of our Ji clan, without him, our Ji clan would not be able to live. Ji Qing said with tears in his eyes.

"Yes, yes, I'm actually a good person. Da Zhu Wuhuang added, "Relax, it's all men, I won't do anything to you." ”

"Take your dirty hands away!" said Young Patriarch Ji coldly.

Da Zhu Wuhuang was a little embarrassed, and the hand that pressed on his wound was not loose, nor was it loose.

Ji Qing got up and said firmly, "I hope that the adults will come to the rescue, and the rest will be handed over to me." ”

Then, Ji Qing stepped in to help hold down the young patriarch Ji.

Feeling the gaze that could almost kill people, Emperor Zhu Wuhuang was extremely tormented, and after hurriedly applying the spiritual treasure in the porcelain vase to the wound, he hurriedly stayed away, for fear of being slapped again.

For some reason, Emperor Zhu Wuhuang looked at him and couldn't hold back his anger.

Could it be that this is also a convenience of appearance?

Since Lingzhen entered the wound on his chest, Patriarch Ji Shao trembled, and then let out a slight sigh.

As his cheeks grew redder, the hideous wound was repairing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ji Qing on the side didn't even dare to breathe, and looked at the incredible everything in front of him excitedly.

And the physical strength of the patriarch Ji Shao was obviously beyond the expectations of Emperor Zhu Wu, but it was just a small half cup of tea, and the hideous wounds were all covered.

Vibrant, breathing for a long time.

Although its recovery speed is not comparable, with the golden gun and the endless Great Zhu Wuhuang, it is enough to leave his peers far behind.

"Come over here. The young patriarch of Ji suddenly spoke, and the blush on his face did not subside.

"Do you want to thank me?" Da Zhu Wuhuang wondered, but still leaned over.

The next moment, Patriarch Ji Shao kicked over directly.

Emperor Zhu Wuhuang did not fortify, and took this kick hard, and the whole person directly smashed the door and flew out.

Sima Yao, who was following behind the carriage, only felt that his eyes flickered, and Emperor Zhu Wuhuang fell straight in front of him.

A moment later, a green shirt swept in with a long sword in his hand.

Da Zhu Wuhuang, who had accumulated a stomach full of resentment, directly turned over with a harrier, and the blood soul long knife behind his back was horizontal in front of him.

"Boom!"

The blood qi was everywhere, and the cyan sword qi fell.

The Great Zhu Wuhuang secretly snorted, and when he was about to teach this thing a lesson, hundreds of cyan sword qi suddenly rose from behind the patriarch of Ji Shao, and they were all aimed at the Great Zhu Wuhuang like sharp arrows.

"Grandma's," Emperor Zhu Wuhuang felt bad, and even if he drank loudly, "Escape from the world and save your life!"

Hundreds of cyan sword qi swept down, indiscriminately blasting towards the Great Zhu Wu Emperor.

A blood-red barrier emerged, covering the carriage community.

The two collided, and the sword qi exploded on top of the barrier, causing the earth to tremble.

When the sword qi dissipated, the last trace of goodwill in his heart also disappeared, Da Zhu Wuhuang looked at him with a cold face, and the blood soul long knife in his hand hummed nonstop.

"Just teach a proper lesson, but don't beat him to death. The voice of the retreat came, "Otherwise, it will be in vain." ”

"It's rude, En will take revenge, today Lao Tzu will teach you a good lesson for Ji Qing. Emperor Zhu Wu shouted coldly, and the blood and qi all over his body rose.

The cyan long sword lay in front of him, and the young patriarch Ji also had a cold face, and even his eyes were full of murderous intent.

At this time, Ji Qing rushed out of the carriage and hurriedly shouted, "Ah Zheng, don't do it, he is our benefactor!"

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