klisemfg Chapter 1039 The only one who treated her generously was probably Ji Wushuang
Chapter 1039 The only one who treated her generously was probably Ji Wushuang
The reason why Baidi City is called "Emperor City" is naturally because its original owner was a great emperor - Baidi.
After Baidi fell into the abyss, his descendants disappeared, and Baidi City fell into the hands of others.
Because Baidi City is powerful and impregnable, it can protect several important Six Paths cultivators to the greatest extent. It has gradually become the base of the Six Paths cultivators in the universe.
Finally, it gradually evolved into the current situation.
If he remembered correctly... the son of the White Emperor who dominated the region back then was named... Ju Mang?!
The more the old Medicine Saint thought about it, the more excited he became. His whole body began to tremble. He grabbed Ju Mang's arm and groped it up and down, laughing obscenely as he did so: "Hehehe, you, I... okay, okay, Ju Mang, okay, Ju Mang."
Ju Mang: “…”
Why does he feel that this old man is crazy?
As expected, everyone around Ji Wushuang is as scary as he is. I really want to go back to my wife as soon as possible!!!
……
When Ji Wushuang came back, he saw the old Medicine Saint chasing after Ju Mang in high spirits. The latter looked reluctant, but he couldn't throw the old man away, so he could only try his best to hide behind the Nightmare.
nightmare:"……"
I really want to throw these two things into the void.
As soon as Ji Wushuang came back, Yan's eyes lit up and he quickly came to greet him: "Master, you are back?"
Ji Wushuang nodded and patted Yan's shoulder: "Thank you for your hard work."
"It's not hard, Master, you have worked hard. Do you need Yan to take you back?"
"No, your ability is not meant to be used indiscriminately like this. Go back and have a good rest."
"Yes."
As soon as Yan left, Ju Mang could only hide behind Ji Wushuang. He lowered his eyebrows and said aggrievedly: "This is different from what I said at the beginning. You have to compensate me for my mental loss!"
Ji Wushuang was puzzled: "What's different?"
Ju Mang was so angry: "Nothing is the same!"
At the beginning, Ji Wushuang asked him to come and save people, but he didn’t say that he wanted to save this crazy guy!
That look made it seem like he wanted to eat him!
The old Medicine Saint hurried forward and said in a low voice, "Stop talking. Let's hurry back to the imperial capital. I want to see the emperor and Qiao Mu. I have something important to say! Hurry, hurry, go back first!"
In his mind, Ju Mang's affairs were more important than his beloved disciple. At this time, the old Medicine Saint didn't even think of Sheng Yuan at all.
(Sheng Yuan: "..." So love will disappear, Master?)
The group hurried to the imperial capital. The old medicine saint first found the old weapon saint Qiao Mu, then pulled Ju Mang along, and then rushed into Feng Ying's hall.
No one knew what the emperor and the two saints talked about that day, but later even the six holy spirits and the holy city's weapon spirits joined the discussion.
When Ju Mang was released, he walked with a weak step, as if all his energy had been drained away.
Molan asked worriedly, "Why are you so tired? Are you okay?"
Ju Mang stared at Mo Lanxin intently, then suddenly bent down, rested his chin on her shoulder, and murmured, "...I'm fine, I just missed you a little."
He didn't care about what the Human Emperor and the Saint said, about the legitimate successor of Baidi City, the hope for the future of the human race, the key to balancing all parties, etc.
He had no memory of the past, none at all. He only knew that he grew up in a silent dead place.
He had witnessed countless deaths, countless betrayals, countless killings, countless evil and ugliness...
The evil and greed of living beings had long made him give up any hope.
He counted the days, one by one.
He even hoped for death, for liberation...
Until this little girl suddenly appeared in the Guixu ruins, saying that she wanted to hone herself for "Lord Sword Master" and that she would return to "Lord Sword Master" one day.
He just thought it was funny at the time.
Fighting for others?
What a naive idea!
In the Guixu ruins, they had to use up all their energy just to stay alive, so how could they have the energy to care for others?
To him, such fussy things as "emotions", "ties" and "missing" are all jokes.
He was disdainful of Mo Lanxin's "naivety" and wanted to see the day when she was "broken" with his own eyes.
So he acquiesced to her following.
I never thought that she saved me several times.
He had seen her faith and stubbornness erupt on the brink of life and death, and he had also seen her pain when she nearly collapsed from suffering and despair, but she had endured it all, time and again, and she shone brightly...
When he came to his senses later, he realized that he had become accustomed to following her with his eyes.
From that time on, he felt a little jealous of the "Sword Master" she called him.
He even thought about...
If he had not been born in the Guixu ruins, but outside, would he have had a chance to compete with the "Lord Sword Master" she mentioned?
Now, he is much more than he ever imagined.
But he was not that happy.
The "Son of the White Emperor" thing seemed to be incompatible with his growth trajectory, the flesh and blood in his body, his pain and suffering, etc.
Does he need this identity?
It seems that there is no need for it anymore...
Because the "treasure" he wanted to fight for with his identity was already in his arms.
Thinking of this, Ju Mang nuzzled Mo Lanxin's neck like a big dog and whispered, "You haven't told me yet, do you miss me?"
Mo Lanxin's cheeks turned slightly red, and she hummed "I want to" like a mosquito, but Ju Mang just kept asking for more.
"What did you say, I didn't hear you?"
"……think."
"Your voice is too soft, I... Ouch..."
Mo Lanxin pinched the soft flesh on Ju Mang's waist and twisted it fiercely, "Don't push your luck."
Ju Mang didn't dare to provoke her again and said hurriedly: "Okay, okay, I was wrong, don't be angry."
Mo Lanxin glared at him, then turned around, took his hand, and strode back to their residence.
Not far away, a group of elders were eating melon seeds and candies.
Feng Ying smiled: "Oh my, young man, that's great~"
The old Medicine Saint rolled his eyes: "In terms of actual age, he is older than you."
Feng Ying: "Haha, it doesn't matter. I'm the elder anyway."
Qiao Mu: "But it seems that he doesn't want to inherit Baidi City."
Holy City Soul: "It doesn't matter. If he doesn't want to inherit, we can just make the Dao in Baidi City public and let everyone practice together. The world will be united, the world will be united~"
The Holy City Weapon Soul had no other thoughts. He just wanted to work hard to promote his master's way. If he could achieve "universal peace", even if there were many misfits, he should be able to pick out one or two heirs, right?
Suddenly remembering something, the Holy City Soul said, "Hehehe, it would be best to merge the Holy Lands of the Gods with them as well. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"
Holy Spirits: “???”
My goodness, this guy’s abacus is jumping on their faces!
Qidao Shengling rolled his eyes: "What the hell do you want! Even if we agree, will Dark Star agree?"
The Holy City Weapon Spirit also rolled his eyes: "How do you know if I don't ask? The fact that you can come here doesn't mean that Dark Star turned a blind eye?"
The Holy Spirits suddenly realized: "That's right!"
Could it be that... Dark Star really acquiesced to their unconditional preaching?
No, no, no.
That guy is the most stingy!
The only one who treated her generously was probably Ji Wushuang...
and many more!
Could it be that the Dark Star of the Sacred Land of the Gods really opened a "back door" for Ji Wushuang for them to come here?!
The more the holy spirits thought about it, the more frightened they became, and the more they felt that this should be the case... They didn't realize that He loved Ji Wushuang so much!
hateful!
This guy is biased!
Go back and argue with Him!!!