stonecrandall Chapter 173 Little ancestor, don't cry
Chapter 173 Little ancestor, don't cry
Su Xing didn't react at all, he closed his eyes lightly, pulled Ning Zhe and prepared to go around.
The person who spoke immediately reached out to stop him, and deliberately raised his voice.
"Hey, where are you going? Could it be that I was guessed right by this young master and feel ashamed? Su Xing, you are nothing more than that, you are a mere lowly demon, you should recognize your identity, and obediently kneel on the ground and be your dog!"
The instigator was a young man in fine clothes, with sharp brows, mean lips, and a contemptuous demeanor.
A handsome face that could have been scored ten points, but was ruined by this vitriolic temperament to only three points.
Standing in front of Su Xing, who is a gentleman like jade, he can see clearly.
At this time, the scriptures have not yet started, and many demons stopped to watch this scene.
"It's the eldest son of Tianbao City and the young master of Xuanwei City. Why did these two meet again?"
"There's another good show to watch."
"Which time didn't Master Xuanwei come back after a defeat? Knowing that he was invincible, he provoked him many times. He deserved the beating."
"However, this time Tianbao actually sent Su Xing to be the holy son. That is their eldest son. No matter how humble the bloodline is, it is also the face of Tianbao City. In my opinion, Tianbao is at the end of the road this time."
"When Tianqi was attacked, the troops sent by Tianbao were less than one-third of the other five cities. These six cities may soon become five."
Ning moved his ears to hear the surrounding discussion clearly.
Along the way, Su Xing was gentle and polite, and the demons he met treated him politely, but he didn't expect the situation to be so difficult.
No. 67 told him to guard against waking up, but Ning Zhe didn't see any malice towards him.
The jade hairpin was just carrying a small formation to soothe the mind and warm the scriptures, and there was no other mystery.
But since No. 67 said so, Ning Zhe will naturally obey.
Seeing that he was stopped by someone, he didn't make a sound.
There are many demons here, Su Xing doesn't want to get entangled here, said "Sorry" gently and softly, and wants to get past everyone and leave.
How could that young master Xuanwei let him go so easily.
Immediately let the guards following him surround his way, it seemed that he was about to make a move.
Su Xing doesn't want to cause trouble, but it doesn't mean he can't afford it.
The other party pressed on every step of the way, and he didn't need to give face.
Pulling Ning Zhe towards Ichigo behind him, the coldness poured out of his whole body.
Ji Li frowned.
He brought only a few people, and with the addition of the awakened guards, the number was comparable to that of the opponent.
However, what the other party brought was not an ordinary high-level demon. The fine steel armor was a weapon that only the royal army could equip.
It seems that the opponent has a close relationship with the royal family, even if they win the battle, once the Young Lord is investigated, they will suffer in the end.
What's more, Ning Zhe is still here, the sword has no eyes, what should I do if I hurt him?
After thinking about it, Ji Li planned to calm down.
He was about to step forward to persuade him, but saw that the young master's attitude became more and more rampant, humiliating Su Xing inside and out was not enough, even Ning Zhe, who was standing beside him, was specially singled out and laughed wantonly.
"Where did you come from, you little brat, Su Xing, you really went back and forth, you are a bitch, and you found a mistress, but you are also a bitch, hahahahaha..."
The guards brought behind him also laughed loudly, not paying attention to Ning Zhe and the two at all.
Some people even used their hands directly to get close to Ning Zhe when Su Xing was entangled and couldn't get away, surrounded him and pushed and shoved him, tearing his clothes and teasing him at the same time, with an extremely arrogant attitude.
The poor child was surrounded by these tall demons with a pale face and fell to the ground. His eyes were flustered and frightened, and he shrank his body and hugged his head to avoid it. It was really pitiful.
Seeing this, Ji Ye's expression turned cold.
What's the matter and who is it?
They were all bullied to the doorstep!
He immediately rushed up with people.
At the moment, the people turned their backs on their horses and fought in a melee.
not far away.
Seeing this scene, a young demon frowned, and immediately wanted to go this way.
"Stop, what do you want to do?"
The tall, thin man in black beside him immediately grabbed his wrist and stopped him.
"Let go!" The young demon immediately shook off his hand, his expression ugly.
"What are you going to do? You're just adding to the chaos when you pass by. With Su Xing protecting him, he will naturally not get hurt. How can it be your turn to show off?"
"Besides, you sent him in with your own hands. What face and qualification do you have to appear in front of him?"
The young demon pushed him hard, and his expression suddenly became grim, "I want you to take care of it!"
The man didn't move at all, but his face softened slightly, and he raised his hand to stroke his long hair, "We are here to take him away this time, and you don't want to reveal your identity, do you?"
Hearing his words, the young demons still frowned fiercely, but their excited expressions gradually calmed down.
He pursed his lips, forgetting Ning Zhe far away, and the worry in his clear eyes was beyond words.
Seeing him like this, the man's deep eyes flashed with jealousy and coldness.
However, he concealed it well and did not let the young demons find out.
"We've already come here, we must not make any mistakes because of impatience, otherwise, both you and I will be smashed to pieces, let alone take him out of the sea of suffering?"
"I promised you that if you want to rescue him, you will never break your promise."
He said, caressing the fair cheeks of the person in front of him, and whispered patiently, "Trust me, okay?"
The young demon glanced at him, hesitated to speak, and finally lowered his eyes and nodded silently.
The man's originally sharp and thin lips were slightly curved, evoking a gentle arc.
He was originally handsome and outstanding, with a sharp-edged face that was extremely eye-catching, but now he showed his sharpness when he smiled, and a dark red tear mole under the corner of his eye was dazzling and eye-catching.
The young demons didn't seem to be used to his appearance, they frowned and looked away.
Ning Zhe, who was in the melee over there, didn't know what happened here.
He was dragged by Ji Yan to avoid the attack for a while, and he was led by Su Xing to protect him for a while. He was pushed to one side and pushed to the other side, almost dizzy.
The demons have always been bloodthirsty and warlike, and the fighting between the two sides became more and more fierce, and the land was almost demolished.
The king is worthy of being a king's capital, there are many fights on weekdays, the faces of the onlookers are normal, and there is even time to comment on their performance one by one.
"This young master of Xuanwei can't do it, hey, he was beaten to the head again, and he still doesn't hide, is he stupid?"
"Su Xing is still soft-hearted. If I smash his head off directly, call him arrogant."
"Just brag about it. No matter how weak that young master Xuanwei is, he is still a decent imperial imperial army. He has won battles with the young master, and you still want to beat him up? In the next life!"
"Hey, what are you talking about? How powerful do you think you are? A few days ago, when the young lord ordered the capture of Dayue, you were the one who was beaten to the point of bleeding and crying for father and mother!"
"Knock your mother, you will die if you don't mention it! Who knew that the high priest is so powerful!"
The two demons are both young and vigorous, and they fought at the slightest disagreement and joined the melee.
An older demon next to them shook his head, moved away from them, looked at the chaos in the arena, frowned and sighed, "Since Ji Yi left the Forbidden Army of the Royal Capital, his strength has really declined day by day."
"Yeah, in the past, all the people here combined could not match his strength alone, but now... hey, let's not mention it."
"He deserves what he deserves. It's not good to offend anyone, but he wants to offend the Young Master. What kind of dynasty is this? He also said that the demons are the servants of the Supreme God, and they should serve the Supreme God...What about the Young Master? May not punish him..."
"Shhh, stop talking, you don't want to die, gods and demons are sworn enemies now, don't talk about those things in the future."
The two demons seemed to be very secretive about this matter, and their voices were extremely low, even the demons around them couldn't hear clearly.
Ning Zhe moved his ears, raised his head slightly, glanced at them, and then his eyes fell on Ji Liang who was fighting, his eyes thoughtful.
Ji Liang didn't have time to look back, and quickly reached out to him, "What's the matter, are you afraid?"
Ning Zhe grabbed the hand he extended, and said "hmm" without blushing.
Ji Liang pulled him to his side to protect him, and coaxed him with a smile without looking back: "Don't be afraid, with me here, no one can hurt you."
Before he finished speaking, a black blade pierced through his protective shield and scratched Ning Zhe's wrist.
Ning Zhe: "..."
Ji Li: "..."
Ji Yan immediately pulled him aside, nervously holding his wrist, "I made a mistake, I promise I won't make it next time, does it hurt?"
Ning Zhe stared blankly at the bleeding wrist, raised his eyes and stared at him for a while, and suddenly cried out with a "wow".
Ji Li: "..."
It seemed to be in severe pain.
I have a headache, what can I do.
Ji Li's face was not very good-looking, and there were demons behind him attacking him.
Ji Yan's face darkened, and all his anger was directed at him, and he beat the demon into a bloody man.
"Little ancestor, don't cry, I will promise whatever you want, okay?"
Ning Zhe stopped crying immediately, looked at him with big teary eyes, and said with a sob: "That, that released number 67."
"Impossible." Ji Yan waved his hand, "You deserve to be this holy son, and you can be right if you don't, there is no need to discuss it."
Ning broke down and cried louder.
The golden beans fell one by one, the body twitched and trembled pitifully, crying so hard that they couldn't breathe.
They were originally hiding in a hidden corner, but his cry immediately attracted many demons to besiege them.
Ji Liang picked him up and quickly dodged the attack. He was so anxious that he said indiscriminately, "Everything is fine except this!"
He has never seen such a crying demon in his life!
Ning Zhe hiccupped, looked at him with tears in his eyes, and said in an aggrieved voice, "Really?"
Ji Li: "..."
Why does this scene feel so familiar?
In the end, Ning Zhe didn't say what he wanted.
All he wanted was Ji Yi's promise.
Ji Yan is indeed very strong, and it is impossible for ordinary attacks to penetrate his protective shield.
The black blade was specially put in by Ning Zhe after burning the protective cover with cold flames.
Naturally, he would not tell Ji Liang about such things.
However, what Ning Zhe didn't expect was that he had plotted against Ji Yi, but paid for himself.
Ji Liang ran with his back on his back.
"Ning Zhe! What the hell did you do! Why are they chasing you!?"
Ning Zhe lay on his back, glanced at the large group of demons who were chasing after him, with an innocent face, "I don't know either."
How did he know that the blood of the gods would drive these demons crazy, and they lost their minds and chased after him to eat him.
Obviously, I didn't see such a sensation during the bloodletting before.
If I had known earlier, he would definitely not have bled...
Ning Zhe turned his head and glanced at those demons with red eyes, and then at the man running away desperately behind his back, feeling inexplicably guilty in his heart.
A good scripture was already in chaos before it even started.
Those who fight fight, those who chase Ningzhe chase Ningzhe.
Even the guards who were dispatched temporarily were forced to get involved in the melee.
Chess slave stood tall on the altar, with white hair flying, and a smile on his delicate eyebrows, watching the young man fleeing in embarrassment in the field.
Qin Nu has been guarding against him all the way, especially after he came out of the Holy Pavilion, and never let him get close.
But did he think that he would have nothing to do with him?
When bandaging him back then, he had already silently cast a curse on his wound.
Gu curses are invisible and invisible, and are specially used to deal with demons.
The deeper the thing penetrates into the blood, the sweeter the taste of his blood will be, enough to drive all the demons within a radius of half a mile crazy.
Although I don't know why Ji Yi was not affected, it doesn't matter.
With Ji Li alone, how can he protect him?
Qin Nu must suffer the pain of being devoured by all demons today!
Qin Nu should also taste all the tortures he has suffered!
When he was about to die due to the unbearable pain, he would draw out his spirit and use it for his own cultivation, and Qin Nu would completely disappear from this world!
From now on, no one will compete with him for the favor of His Highness the Prince, and no one will stand in his way again!
He's waited so long, he's made this bitch happy for so long, and now he's finally able to beat him to ashes and avenge him!
Qi Nu showed a crazy and wanton smile on his face, not hiding his hatred for Ning Zhe at all.
From a distance, Ning Zhe felt the great malice.
Looking at the white-haired boy smiling happily on the altar again, and thinking about the uncharacteristically bandaging himself back then, there is nothing I don't understand.
He was clearly tricked.
Usually he was the one who knocked others down, but today it was finally his turn to be punished.
If No. 67 saw him in this embarrassing state, I'm afraid he wouldn't know how happy he would be.
"Did the priest do it?"
Ji Liang followed his gaze and saw the chess slave.
She was still in the familiar white clothes, but her face had completely changed into another person.
What kind of mysterious old man, what kind of priest of heaven, is obviously an evil ghost crawling out of hell to take revenge!
Ji Liang's face was gloomy and extremely ugly.
Because this evil spirit was summoned by him himself!
"Did he threaten you before? Was he injured?"
Ji Yan couldn't help touching Ning Zhe's hair as he spoke, his tone full of worry.
When he thought of the fact that he trusted the priest and entrusted Ning Zhe to his care, he regretted it.
The intestines are all regretful!
While leaping on the four altars, Ji Liang threw Ning Zhe in front of him and looked at him carefully.
Ning Zhe was indeed threatened by the chess slave, and also suffered a not-so-light injury.
According to his character of vengeance in the past, he would definitely file a complaint in front of Ji Yi and use Ji Yi's hand to avenge him.
But now, looking at the anxiety in Ji Yao's eyes that didn't seem fake, he slowly bent his lips and shook his head obediently.
"No, I'm not hurt."
There was a soft and cute smile in his eyes, and his voice was soft and sweet, and he immediately calmed down Ji Liang's anger.
Ji Yun sighed, sat him on a tall jade pillar, looked into his eyes, "It's my fault, I don't know people well, I made you suffer, I'll avenge you by killing him. Take a good look here."
After finishing speaking, he stood up, raised his hand and set up four or five solid barriers beside Ning Zhe, bent down and rubbed his head, tapped his toes, and jumped down, fighting with the group of demons who had lost their minds. together.
He was afraid that if he stayed with Ning Zhe again, he would lose his mind.
It's not that he didn't smell the sweet breath on Ning Zhe.
It's just that he bit the tip of his tongue and endured the desire that tempted him to make mistakes.
Ning Zhe was brought here by force.Among the demons, the demons at his age are not yet wise, just a child.
He was the one who dragged him into this muddy pool.
He was sorry for him already, how could he hurt him again.
With red eyes, Ji Li turned the complicated desires in his heart into a bloodthirsty killing intent, he raised the knife and dropped it, blood splashed all over the sky.
He was full of evil spirits, and he seemed to have become the feared leader of the imperial guards in the royal capital.
Ning Zhe watched silently as he fought hard to carve a bloody path below, slowly approaching the chess slave on the altar, his eyes were silent.
Since when did this person treat him so well?
Ning Zhe couldn't remember clearly.
He never bothered to remember people who had nothing to do with him.
It seemed that from the very beginning, Ji Liang had no intention of hurting him.
He brutally killed Feng in the tribe, that woman seemed to have a high status in their tribe, and No. 67 also killed many demons in their tribe.
But Ji Yan didn't say anything.
Even if he imprisoned No. 67, he never did any substantial harm to No. 67.
He even returned the Seventeenth Dark Guard to him.
——Although most of them are watching plays.
As for other things, Ji Liang was more obedient to him and never said anything bad to him.
Knowing that he sneaked out, she would worry about his safety, and when she saw him crying, she would be at a loss, call him little ancestor, and agree to anything.
Ning Zhe didn't understand why he was so kind to him.
He raised his eyes, touched his head that had just been rubbed, and some inexplicable emotion flashed in his eyes.
When he was in a daze, Ji Liang had already broken through the besieging demons and came to Qi Nu, and angrily raised his knife and slashed at him.
The momentum of the knife shook the sky, and the ground trembled faintly.
It's just that the chess slave can hide under his nose for so long, naturally he has two brushes.
"I wanted to let you go. Since you are looking for death, go to hell with Qin Nu!"
With a sinister sneer, he raised his hand to summon countless illusory beasts, and fought fiercely with Ji Liang.
Now this scripture can be said to be in chaos, and no one can escape.
Ning Zhe sat alone on the tall white jade pillar, step by step seriously stepping down the demons who climbed up.
"good chance!"
The young demon who had been hiding in the dark flashed his eyes, quickly appeared, and flashed to Ning Zhe to take him away.
"There is a trap! Xiaoshuang, don't go, come back!"
It's a pity that the speed of the young demon was too fast, and the man had no time to stop him, so he could only follow behind him.
The hand of the young demon passed through the protective cover set by Ji Liang, and Ning Zhe seemed to have a feeling and turned around.
The young demon yelled in surprise, "A Zhe!"
"Lin... Feishuang?"
Ning Zhe blinked, his soft voice was full of doubts.
Isn't that young Demon Race the same Lin Feishuang who conspired with the High Priest to send him in?
Seeing that his hand was about to touch Ning Zhe's shoulder, Lin Feishuang was delighted.
But before the smile could be revealed, a strange man in red suddenly appeared beside Ning Zhe in the next moment, and he slapped Ning Zhe hard with his palm accumulating gravity.
"Little Cream!"
The man was startled, and immediately flew forward to catch him.
The man in red didn't give him the slightest chance to breathe. After he slapped his palm, all kinds of powerful attacks came quickly. The speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to see when he made the move.
While hugging Lin Feishuang tightly, the man confronted him methodically.
He had no intention of fighting, and quickly withdrew after a feint, anxiously checking Lin Feishuang's injuries.
The man in red didn't press on, seeing him stop, he stopped too, with a smile on his face, and turned his head to look at Ning Zhe.
"wake."
Ning Zhe raised his head and called him.
It was Su Xing who was entangled by the young master Xuanwei just now, dressed in red and unparalleled in style.
"It's okay, I thought they were going to hurt you."
Su Xing bent down and gently patted his head.
What's the matter with these people, is his head easy to touch?
Ning Zhe still remembered the instructions from No. 67.
He took away his awake hand, protected his head, looked up at him, and said seriously, "Don't touch me."
Su Xing laughed, his brows and eyes were filled with gentle smiles.
He whispered softly, "Okay, I won't touch you."
Not far away, Lin Feishuang vomited blood, pushed the man away, stood up unsteadily, "let him go, let him go..."
Su Xing raised his eyes and glanced at him, seeing the bright red blood in his mouth, a little strange, "Since it is of demon blood, how could the blood be this color?"
Generally speaking, only the blood of humans and demons is red, and the blood left on the body of pure demon blood is blue.
The young demon in front of him is clearly a pure demon, but his blood is red, which can only explain one thing.
——His identity is false.
Obfuscation?
Su Xing frowned slightly, lowered his head and asked Ning Zhe in a gentle voice, "Do you know them?"
Ning Zhe heard the words and glanced at Lin Feishuang.
Lin Feishuang unconsciously took two steps forward and reached out to him, "Azhe, I..."
Ning Zhe didn't wait for him to finish, and shook his head slightly, his dark eyes were as deep as an abyss, staring at Lin Feishuang's expectant eyes, and said lightly: "I don't know."
He looked up at Su Xing, "They want to kill me."