Chapter One Thousand and Six
Lu Jiuque was really not interested in talking to Ni Shaoyao, so he just said coldly, "Get out!"
This sound full of malevolence made Ni Shaoyao stiff all over, but she quickly came to her senses, it was the anger and jealousy in her heart that gave her unprecedented strength.
Just now, Lu Jiuque's act of self-sacrifice made her stand out, and Ni Shaoyao was already vomiting so much that she wanted to vomit blood.
From her point of view, Lu Jiuque is clearly just a waste who is greedy for life and afraid of death, but she wants to pretend to be benevolent in front of everyone, she is very upset!
Lu Jiuque wants a good name? !
She refuses to give it!
Not only that, but she wanted her to be infamous forever!
"Lu Jiu..."
Before the last word "Que" was uttered, Lu Jiuque's slap had already reached her face.
The terrifying force knocked Ni Shaoyao into the air, spun around twice in the air, and hit the ground hard again.
"puff……"
She lay on the ground like mud, vomiting crazily, and the bright red blood mixed with her teeth splashed all over the floor.
"Ah... ah..."
Ni Shaoyao moaned pitifully, her thin body twitched constantly, and no one dared to help her up, after all, Lu Jiuque was still in the "pumping" posture at this time.
Lu Jiuque's eyes were fierce, and he glanced at everyone coldly, making everyone's scalps tingle. Even Zhang Qianrou didn't dare to talk nonsense, fearing that he would be the next person to be beaten to death.
"If you dare to talk nonsense, this is the end."
After saying these words calmly, Lu Jiuque hugged Qianying's feet, turned into a gust of wind, and quickly disappeared in front of everyone.
The speed was so fast that even Wen Renxu, Liang Ziyi and Feng Yi didn't see clearly.
It was only at this time that everyone realized that Lu Jiuque was hiding something in front of them!
terrible!
Whether it's momentum, talent, means, wisdom, determination... Is this really a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl?
"This...Ni Shaoyao, she..."
Someone shuddered,
I want to see Ni Shaoyao's injury.
Zuo Lengyang coldly glanced at the people who were still in shock, and the chaotic exclamation below became louder and louder, he frowned and said lightly: "Don't talk nonsense, now is not the time to deal with these things, we will work together to get through this Let’s talk about difficulties.”
"Yes, Master Zuo is right! But people's hearts are so disordered, how can we take action?" Liang Ziyi immediately seconded, in his opinion, Ni Shaoyao's death is not a pity.
Feng Yi, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly took a step forward, gritted his teeth and said, "Leave this matter to me."
Everyone turned their attention to Feng Yi, Feng Yi sighed silently, facing the direction below the city wall, poured the star soul power into his throat, and passed it straight away——
"Everyone obeys orders—my name is sealed!"
Everyone who was still in a panic looked up after hearing Feng Yi's voice.
"Feng Yi?"
"It's Master Fengyi!"
"Master has something to say..."
...
Feng Yi squinted his eyes, brewed his emotions, and raised his voice: "Sijing City is a splendid town that our human race has lasted for thousands of years! It is also the place where our ancestors threw their heads and blood! Now! Sijing City is in an unprecedented In crisis! As the descendants of the human race, if we surrender without fighting, flee without fighting, or lose without fighting, even if we go to hell, we will be ashamed of our ancestors, are you such a coward?!"
His voice slowly echoed, and after a brief silence, a firm cry suddenly erupted from the crowd.
"No! We're not cowards!"