Increase prestige
Emperor Shifang couldn't laugh or cry after hearing this.
This little guy, if he doesn't use the pretext of being "the Son of God" to pretend to be powerful, it's already good enough. How can he gain more prestige
Shaking her head helplessly, Di Shifang gently poked her between the eyebrows and said dotingly: "Yes, that's right."
Looking at his gleaming eyes, Lu Jiuque almost said, "Thank you, Lord, for your kindness."
wipe!
Such servility!
Lu Jiuque gave Di Shifang an angry look, causing the latter to laugh softly.
When Gu Ming saw Lu Jiuque and Di Shifang like this, he couldn't help his eyebrows twitching, and his heart felt sour. He couldn't help but interjected: "Xiao Jiu'er, you don't look good like this." He still liked that soft look. The cute and adorable Lu Jiuque looks like a cute girl. Such a handsome Lu Jiuque puts pressure on him who still has the body of a young boy.
Ahem, he's not as good as Long Yang...
Lu Jiuque and Di Shifang sneered at him at the same time: "What does it have to do with you?"
Lone Ming: "..."
Damn, his little bride now has such a hateful expression, exactly the same as Di Shifang. This tacit understanding makes his heart... still! like! knife! Cut! ah!
Luan Feng saw Gu Ming's face twitching, raising his eyebrows and looking gloating, while Xuan Yi and Yun Qianli in the dark couldn't help but be startled.
If they hadn't known that the young man in front of them was Lu Jiuque, they would never have believed that the two of them were the same person.
Because the momentum and temperament of the two people were completely different. This young man had an aura of nobility that made their hearts palpitate, while Lu Jiuque had a carefree look.
A person's aura can change instantly. How did Lu Jiuque do it
Lu Jiuque blinked at Di Shifang, and after the other party smiled back at her, he shook it hard with his bare hands.
A Azure Peak sword appeared in her hand with a buzzing sound, as if it was thirsting for blood, and its light was frightening.
Lu Jiuque's eyes flashed with light, and with a movement of his feet, he flew up and plunged into the battlefield.
On the ever-changing battlefield, I saw a white light like a dragon breaking through the sea, instantly biting the throat of an extremely proud Xuancheng Star Soul Master.
The man was shouting just a minute ago.
"You bunch of trash! Go to hell all of you!"
The next minute, his voice stopped suddenly, and his head was like a carrot head, split in two in an instant.
Yeah, crunchy.
The triumphant expression on his face seemed to still be there, but it had been dyed the color of death.
Such unusual movements and such killings severely frightened all the Star Soul Masters around. Everyone looked horrified and started shouting in panic.
"Who is it! Get out!"
"Who is pretending to be a fool behind the scenes!"
"Get out! Grandpa, I'll skin you!"
…
But in the billowing mist of blood, a young man dressed in white came walking on the wind. His long black hair was more enchanting than the night, and his bright eyes were more dazzling than the stars.
That devil-like face is even more breathtakingly beautiful.
At this moment, everyone had forgotten to breathe and could only stare blankly at Lu Jiuque's approach.
The moment Lu Jiuque raised his sword, the people in Xuancheng finally came to their senses.
"Who are you! How dare you kill the Star Soul Master of my Xuan family! You are looking for... Pfft..."
Before the word "death" could be said, the man's throat had been stably penetrated by Lu Jiuque's long blue sword.
Murderous aura lingered in the eyes of the sword-wielding boy.
"Dare you enter Furong City and cause trouble? Kill—"