"Yes... yes, I never believed it!"
"The lessons learned by those seven Martial Saints are still fresh in my mind, so after I heard the message, although I was willing to serve, what I thought more about was accumulating strength, and I deliberately did not let the news leak out..."
"It wasn't until I was convinced that I decided to attack Fulong Mountain and snatch the 'Shangdong Fulong Sword'. I also ordered all the people in Yanyun Prefecture to clear the air and listen to my orders, in case there may be a great chaos in Qilu." You can take advantage of the chaos to rise..."
"That's all I have planned."
"Little brother Wang, please spare my life. You will be the leader of this season clan in the future."
"And...and more!"
"The reason why I was able to conquer Qi was partly because I had a method, but more importantly, I found a 'land of spiritual energy' that could continuously produce a kind of spiritual energy called 'Cui Ling Bamboo'. If you continue to take this material, you can get twice the result with half the effort in improving the progress of your Qi!"
"Spare my life. This inheritance of more than a hundred years in the Polu General's Mansion belongs to you in Fulong Mountain. You have a grudge against Daxue Mountain for killing our master. If you kill me, you will definitely attract jealousy. Think twice!" "
Luo Jing's true meaning of martial arts has completely shattered Ji Zhuolu's courage, causing his master level to fall quietly.
Under the fear of dying, he spoke at an extremely fast speed, praying to Luo Jing,
But what he got in exchange was a warm smile:
"Okay, I'm very interested in what you're talking about."
Ji Zhuolu was overjoyed when he heard this:
"That..."
Snapped!
The palm of his hand was mercilessly slapped, and Ji Zhuolu's spirit darkened, and his dilapidated body slowly fell down.
"you..."
With this casual palm.
There was still a bit of disbelief in his eyes.
Looking at Ji Zhuolu who had lost his breath and fell to the ground with a "bang", Luo Jing sneered:
"You can kill me, why can't I kill you?"
“You need to know that if you cut the weeds without removing the roots, the spring breeze will bring forth spring again.”
"not to mention..."
"If I want to get what you said, you will die..."
"What does it have to do with it?"
"Your life is life, and the more than a hundred lives that died in Fulong Mountain are not my life. I traveled all the way through the starry night, covering eight hundred miles with Chu Qi, and the two good horses died of exhaustion. Life is Not life?"
"Your life is not as valuable as a horse!"
After saying that, Luo Jing turned his back.
At this moment, his black gold robe was spattered with blood, and corpses were piled up around him. Ji Zhuolu fell down behind him. He looked at the twenty-four generals in front of the Ax Hall and the five hundred mysterious armors who had gathered, and heard a loud shout. :
"Ji Zhuolu is dead!"
"Are you going to kill or surrender?!"
moment,
The evil spirit is like substance, coming towards the face and filling the entire front of the Axe Hall!
Looking at each other.
Just hearing a snap, Ji Yue threw away the weapon in his hand, the 'Sky-piercing Spear', immediately knelt down on one knee, hugged his fists, and said:
"Master Zhang!"
"The Master doesn't know that we and the Polu Army have been in Zhuolu for a long time in the bitter season. He is arbitrary in his conduct and says the same thing. Once he disobeys his will, he will be whipped in the lightest way, or killed in the worst. He is moody!"
"Today, the Master beheaded him to eliminate harm for us. We are extremely happy!"
Ji Yue held the hedgehog's head on his head, with tears of gratitude on his big square face, looking quite happy.
Ji Zhuolu's body was still warm.
If he could still hear the words of his fellow tribesmen, he would probably be brought to life.
"Tsk." Chu Qi glanced at him sideways, holding the sword and saying nothing, with a look of disgust on his face.
But Ji Yue didn't care at all about this. He just looked at Luo Jing respectfully.
He who knows the current affairs is a hero.
He and Ji Zhuolu are not from the same lineage. They are direct lineage and he is a branch lineage. He still has to keep his own lineage. It's just a change of master. It doesn't matter.
"Oh, I remember you."
"Not long ago, weren't you standing next to Ji Zhuolu and threatening that if I didn't surrender, I would die here?"
Luo Jing couldn't help but laugh when he saw that the first person to kneel down was a grandmaster. Then he walked closer and patted his big face with the back of his hand.
"hiss..."
Feeling the sharp sword energy and the burning pain from the cut on his face, Ji Yue had a thick chill on his head. He could only chatter endlessly, wanting to cry without tears, wishing he could give himself two slaps.
"The Master clearly sees that everyone is their own master just now. There is nothing we can do about it if we are under the eaves and have different opinions..."
Why are you trying so hard? This little ancestor is so concerned about the little murderer. Could it be that he really wants to die here today? !
suddenly!
An idea suddenly appeared in his mind, and he seemed to have thought of something, so he blurted out immediately:
"Yes, that's right!"
"Master, when Ji was a general, he found the 'Green Spirit Bamboo', but he never told us about it. It was so mysterious that he only sent real dead soldiers to pick it secretly."
"I caught him one time and became suspicious, so I quietly investigated. But at that time I didn't know the secret, and I was worried about being noticed by Ji Zhuolu, so I didn't take any action."
"Ming Gong, Ming Gong!"
"If you spare my life, I will find this thing for you to help you become a 'saint in martial arts', Ming Gong!"
After saying that, he kowtowed as if pounding garlic.
Luo Jing raised his eyebrows slightly:
"oh?"
"That's it,"
"Then, it doesn't mean that I can't spare your life."
"Um..."
He touched his chin and seemed to be thinking.
Luo Jing looked at the Polu army with their troops unarmed and without their leader, consideration flashing in Luo Jing's eyes.
The Ji family in Yanyun Prefecture has a profound foundation. After killing Ji Zhuolu, it will not be easy for him to take charge without any obstacles.
Speaking of which...
Luo Jing stared at Ji Yue, seeing that he was trembling but thoughtful, sorting out all the good words and words that could save his life, and the sparse murderous intention dissipated a bit.
As the master of the Polu Ji family, this person should know the details best besides Ji Zhuolu.
It can be used, but it must be used with caution.
Therefore, Luo Jing's words were mixed with beatings and warnings:
"Ji Yue."
"I want you to respect Ji Wumu as the head of the family in the future, assist him in controlling the Yanyun Ji family, and never have second thoughts. Can you do it?"
Hearing Luo Jing's words, the killing intent dissipated,
How could Ji Yue not follow suit?
I was overjoyed at the moment, saying good things one after another, patting my chest and wanting to dig into my heart to prove my innocence.
Luo Jing was noncommittal about this and just glanced at him lightly.
At this glance, the true meaning of 'Subduing the Dragon and Subduing the Tiger' was solidified, and it was shocked into the depths of his mind on the spot. Ji Yue was stunned on the spot, like a clay sculpture!
"If it can't be done,"
"Your fate will be worse than death."
Patting Ji Yue's shoulder, Luo Jing's smile gradually became gentle.
He always convinced people with his virtue, and later generations called him "Exiled Immortal" and "Jinggongzi".
well...
If it weren't for the wolves, tigers and leopards in this world, and he had to try his best to win over the world and carve out a glimmer of hope for himself, why would he have planned it to this point?
"I really want to have someone to support me..."
Luo Jing rolled his sleeves and sighed.
But in an instant, his heart became as hard as iron. He looked at the plaque of 'Polu Ji's Family' in front of the axe hall, squinted at it for a moment, and suddenly his long sleeves swept out the sword energy and cut it in two!
Then he put his hands behind his back and said leisurely:
"From now on,"
"The Polu Army was changed to the 'Fulong Army'."
"Polu Ji's family..."
"It's called Fulong Ji Clan!"
