Balian couldn't help but think of the half-puppet who killed him and Qingxin.
His eyes flickered, and he asked with a bit of probing: "I wonder what the girl wants to do when she comes to Shifang City?"
Since Qingxin said it, Fang Geyu has secretly issued a destruction order.
Behind this seemingly peaceful Shifang City, there must be secret guards frantically searching for mecha puppets.
Fang Geyu's methods are also vigorous and resolute, and Shifang City has always been famous for its mecha skills.
He had been in the city for several days, but he hadn't seen even a mecha puppet.
This shows that Fang Geyu's methods of doing things are clean and neat.
But for her to be able to appear here openly, she must have a very solid background without being discovered by the people of Shifang City.
In other words, behind her, there are high-ranking people in Shifang City who intend to cover up her secrets.
Bailian's original intention was to make some excuses, but with the way the woman in front of him thought, it wasn't that difficult to get through.
Unexpectedly, Jiujiu said calmly and bluntly: "To overthrow Shifang City, destroy the way of heaven, and level the Nine Heavens Pure Immortal Realm, it is really a lifelong wish."
Xiongxiong's ambition was revealed in such a calm and indifferent way, as if it were commonplace.
Balian could feel her extreme hatred and resentment towards humans and Shifang City beneath her indifferent appearance.
After the shock in his heart, Bailian regained his composure and said seriously: "You can't do it."
Jiujiu said nothing, as if she acquiesced. After a moment, she said calmly: "Practice it with your own body, and you will never know what will happen next."
Bailian said: "Then the girl is waiting for me here tonight. Why do you come here if you have something to do?"
Jiujiu's eyes were as bright as fire, and he said: "I knew that when you came to Shifang City, you would help Fang Geyu. It was just an accident. The real theme of your coming to this city is for the Golden Immortal Auction Conference, right?"
Balian's eyes moved slightly. After hearing her words, she must have been paying attention to him for a long time.
Regarding this Yinghuo puppet who was acting strangely, Balian could only remain calm for now: "Which of the guests who come to Shifang City is not here for the Golden Immortal Auction?"
Jiujiu looked directly into Bailian's eyes and said: "You are bound to win the finale item of this auction, which is the ancient dragon.
Three years ago, the young master died in the Chaos Valley. His body was eaten by thousands of crows, and his soul almost disappeared.
Later, Emperor Taiyin used Yin-Yang forbidden magic and resurrected you with a heaven-defying move, but it didn't last long.
If you want to be fully resurrected, you must take back your own bones and unite the three bodies into one body before you can be fully reborn and resurrected.
Otherwise, given the young master's current condition, although his physical body and pulse may appear to be calm, if he is slightly careless and destroys his internal balance, his system may collapse at any time and he will be doomed. "
After talking about the ninety-nine styles, Balian was shocked and his fingers curled up and tightened unconsciously.
Since he re-entered the world, he has always shown his identity in front of others.
In this capacity, he joined Taixuan Sect and became Wen Hanwei's disciple.
This woman was waiting here, waiting for him. She guessed that he was the leader of "One Drop of Blood". With her ability, it was not surprising.
But 'Bailian' died from the Tianxi Sword Sect three years ago, and he has always hidden this identity very well.
Except for a few familiar people around him, no one knew that he was still alive in this world.
However, she was able to know his origin, identity, and even the process of his resurrection in detail.
Can a puppet from Shifang City really be so capable?
Balian stared at Jiujiu closely and said, "Are you investigating me?"
Jiujiu poured himself another glass of wine. He was obviously a puppet, but he drank very well.
Judging from its appearance, it even has the full human sense of taste.
"Young master, there is no need to be surprised. I am just a puppet, and I cannot have the discerning eyes of the gods in the sky.
It's just that more than ten years ago, I accidentally cast an eye on someone and saw what she saw, so I knew so much about the young master. "
Bai Lian raised his eyes seriously: "Are you talking about Fang Geyu?"
Jiujiu smiled dullly: "Young Master is indeed a smart man."
Bailian's face also turned cold and he was about to get up: "I think we have no room for negotiation."
Unexpectedly, Jiujiu suddenly stretched out a warm palm, as soft as a boneless hand, with clear texture.
They really look like ordinary people.
She completely ignored the principle of intimacy between men and women, put her hand on the back of Balian's hand, and looked at Balian calmly, "What if I said that I could help the young master get the real dragon from the Golden Fairy Auction? "
Balian pushed her hand away with a cold expression: "I will get what I want in my own way, so I won't bother the girl."
Jiujiu looked calm: "I do not deny the young master's ability. Since the young master appears in Shifang City, he is naturally prepared.
But the young master must know that it is not just the hundreds of immortal sects in the world who are gathering in Shifang City now.
That is the only true dragon left in the six realms, not to mention that these human monks are greedy for its treasure.
Even the immortals in the upper realm may have to lick their old faces, secretly hide their identities and come down to earth to watch with eager eyes, right?
The Dragon Clan is full of treasures, and further away, the Demon Clan, which has always been prone to making trouble even if there is no wind, how could they give up such a great opportunity?
Young Master has been in the world for a few years. You are not unaware of the methods of the demons. As far as I know from my investigation.
Wang Yi, the Lord of the Three Rivers of the Demon Clan, and Ning Feiyan, the Lord of the Four Rivers, have now arrived in Shifang City, and are bound to capture the ancient true dragon.
With such powerful men from all directions gathered together, the young master was not even sure how many enemies he had.
Thinking about the final result, it is simply impossible to get a complete dragon corpse. But young master, you..."
Jiujiu's eyes were bright and he looked at Balian steadily: "You should want that little white dragon to live, right?"
Bailian narrowed his eyes deeply, and his eyes flashed scarlet: "You actually know this?!"
Jiujiu nodded and said: "Right now, I am the only one who can help you and save that little white dragon."
Balian sat down again: "Say your conditions."
Ninety-nine said: "Master, do you know that in recent days, Fang You has used the momentum of the auction conference to secretly arrange marriage for Fang Geyu?"
Balian immediately frowned, as if there was a terrifying vertical mark in his eyebrows:
"Are you planning a marriage? But he clearly knows the current situation of Geyu below, and there may be a mutiny in Shifang City at any time. How dare he arrange a marriage for her at this time?!"
"Perhaps it is because Fang You sensed the crisis in Shifang City that he was anxious for Fang Geyu to get married as soon as possible and give birth to an heir to ensure that the bloodline of Shifang City is immortal."
"Inheritance? Bloodline?" Bailian sneered: "Fang Geyu ranks third in Shifang City. She has two brothers above her who are getting married. Why should it be her turn first?"
Jiujiu looked at Bailian: "It is Fang Geyu who is getting married, why is the young master so excited?"
He originally wanted to admire Balian's confused and panicked look, but unexpectedly he raised his eyes indifferently and said: "Since the girl saw what she saw with her eyes, she should know that I will not give her up to anyone."
Ninety-nine said indifferently.
She rested her chin on her palm, and traced her lips with her slender little finger, as if there was a faint smile in her eyes.
"Yes, after all, the ghost house in Xianling City is the thread of ghost marriage. The drum beats are fierce and the souls are summoned. The rebellious Miss Fang San can lower her posture and her lips are so soft.
If it were me, I would be reluctant to ask her to marry someone else. "
With a single word, the long-standing and unforgettable memory of shame in the unsuspecting Bailian was suddenly brought up.
His handsome face turned red instantly, and he stood up suddenly: "You...you can't even see such a thing!"
Ninety-Nine's figure was as jade-like, and she carried herself calmly and took a sip of wine: "Young master, don't worry, I am just a puppet. I have no understanding of love affairs, so I have no sense of shame. You can just treat yourself as a stone." Just watched."
That's true, but Balian can't compare the woman in front of him with the bunch of idiots in his world bag.
"Don't deliberately change the subject."
Ninety-nine said: "Although women are respected in Shifang City, and there is a rule that the position of city lord is passed on to women but not to men, young master must not forget it.
Although the rules were in place, Fang You still took the position of city lord as a humble son-in-law.
If he intends to support it, whether it is the inheritance of Shifang Sword or the birth of the direct bloodline, it will not be Fang Geyu's turn to complete it. "
Balian frowned tightly: "You mean..."
"Everyone in the world suspects that Miss Fang San is not the daughter of City Lord Fang You.
But how come no one doubts that the two young masters Fang Da and Fang Er must be the former Lord of Xuecheng? "
Bailian's eyes were as deep as the sea, and he looked at Jiujiu, "You said that you are a puppet from Shifang City. Do you know too many secrets?"
Jiujiu smiled slightly, and his gem-like eyes seemed to have thousands of rays of light crushed into them, which were indescribably mysterious.
"Yinghuo is the first generation of self-aware puppets, so he naturally has his own uniqueness.
Let me tell you another secret. There are only two Yinghuo in total, and both of them were created by the Lord of Snow City injecting blood from his fingertips. "
"So we are different from ordinary puppets. The purpose that puppets believe in is to be absolutely obedient to humans, protect humans, and complete every task assigned by humans.
Until the day when his body decays, he must defend Shifang City at all costs. "
Jiujiu turned her head and looked at the falling frost and snow outside the window, her expression blurred, as if at this moment, everything in the human world was far away from her.
"But my master is no longer here."
"I no longer have anyone to obey or anyone to protect. I have the consciousness to think independently, and my intelligence is even far superior to that of humans.
I will be free from now on and lose the meaning of protection. Then... I will only be destroyed. "
Balian: "..."
The puppet has self-awareness, and can even imitate a heart exactly like a human's, beating hotly under its chest.
It seems to be the same as human beings, but everything is contrary to human temperament.
He lost the person he wanted to protect, so he took up the blade of destruction.
Bailian said: "You said there are two people in 'Yinghuo'?"
Jiujiu lowered his eyes and said: "Sixteen years ago, during the siege of the city, she died."
Bai Lian was silent for a moment.
Jiujiu raised his head and looked at Bailian, "I invite you here today, I hope you can use your current status to defeat those who come to Shifang City to propose marriage and win Fang You's approval."
Balian couldn't understand this request: "Why?"
Jiujiu Dan said: "Because Shifang City does not need direct blood, it only needs to be cut off in this generation. And you, Master..."
The corners of Jiujiu's lips curled up coldly: "Since you are a corpse demon, even if you have thoughts about Miss Fang San.
Even if you can carry out the unfinished business in the haunted house to the end, you still can't let her give birth to an heir.
For me, choosing you can not only stabilize Fang You, but also be very safe. No one is more suitable than you. "
Balian's chest rose and fell slightly due to the fluctuations in his mood: "I think that instead of approaching Fang Geyu, I should kill you right now."
"You can't do it." Jiujiu looked at Bailian and said seriously: "You don't know, I am far more powerful than you think.
So powerful... Even if your mother is here, she is not completely sure of killing me. "
"Is the girl so confident?"
"You underestimated me." Jiujiu put his hands on the wine table, ten slender fingers intertwined gently, his posture was very relaxed.
"After all, I am also the culprit of the Witch Plague disaster. Since I can mess up Shifang City in such a mess, naturally I will not be killed so easily."
Did he reveal his identity so easily and honestly?
As she herself said, Ninety-nine's intelligence is far above that of humans.
In an open and honest manner, she laid out her plots, ambitions, and plans on the wine table.
Even though Balian knew that working with her was extremely dangerous.
But no matter from which point of view, no matter it is Xiao Bailong's safety.
He had no reason to refuse Fang Geyu's marriage.
Ninety-nine filled the last glass of wine for her.
This time, he was not asked to drink the wine, but instead took out a piece of pale Jiangmei from the bag on his waist.
"When I traveled around the world and passed through the land south of the Yangtze River, I saw a branch of river plum blooming just right between the flower bridges in a secluded stream, so I picked one off and treated it as a greeting gift when I see you again today."
Bai Lian picked up Jiangmei, and the slender and graceful branches snaked up between his long and thin finger bones, which was really beautiful.
Balian suddenly said: "I heard that the late Lord of Snow City loved Mei the most in his life.
Little did he know that Miss Ninety-nine had blood from her old man's fingertips, and his temperament and preferences were very similar to hers. "
Jiujiu was slightly startled, then shook his head and said: "The Lord of Snow City has only loved winter plum blossoms in her life, but it's just a rumor. She doesn't like plum blossoms, but she likes the person under the plum blossom tree, who is covered in the pure light of snow."
It sounds like another extremely mysterious and long-standing story.
It was getting late, and Bai Lian was not sure whether Shu Ci had returned to the inn to rest.
He said goodbye to Ninety-nine and left the tavern with the rabbit in his arms.
