readytorunbook Chapter 218: Remember Me in History
Chapter 218: Remember Me in History
Cangjie seemed to be blind to the strange looks from the crowd. He lowered his brows and closed his eyes, explaining himself.
"Chu Gong from Baisui City, Zhu Jiu fell in love with me at first sight."
"After she fought against me, she was already exhausted and in a coma when she kidnapped me."
"I wanted to join the demon business. In order to use her, I took good care of her for three days, which made her love me even more deeply and unrepentant."
As Cangjie spoke, a gentle smile appeared on his face, vaguely showing some of the charm of his youth.
"Zhu Jiu loves me deeply. In order to help me, he did not hesitate to risk his identity being exposed and enter Canglan Realm. Otherwise, how could such a powerful person choose to be a 'ghost' of a demon plant? How could such a watertight person put himself in the center of the entire Great Wilderness and take risks?"
"So, I used her and coerced her in the name of love."
Everyone finished listening, and they responded: "..."
To be honest, all the conspiracies have been thought of, and you told me that the reason is that Zhu Jiu is the God of Pure Love.
she?
She has killed more people than all the monsters in your Fengwu clan.
Such a cold-blooded female devil, you say she would lay down her butcher knife and become a Buddha for you?
Don't be too outrageous.
Thinking of this, everyone quickly glanced at Ye Jinbai and Qingqu who had just performed a pure love show, and suddenly felt...hiss.
Even the cruel and ruthless Ye Jinbai could turn over a new leaf, and even the arrogant and arrogant Qingqu could bow down for love. So there is a chance that Zhu Jiu could succeed.
After all, according to many empirical evidences, love is like rosemary, which makes people blind and lose themselves once touched.
Moreover, according to the images sent from Baisui City, as well as the affectionate interactions between Cangjie and Zhujiu, combined with Cangjie's words...
Don’t say it, really don’t say it.
Ping Wuyou and several other monsters took turns to question Cangjie, and the latter insisted on this statement.
They then asked the equally confused demon plants below for confirmation, and received affirmative responses as well.
"Yes, they have a very good relationship. They hold hands all the time and often say sweet words to each other."
"They are both quite proactive. I once asked them if they needed a bed so I could sell it to them at a low price, but they both said they could just stand. It's a pity."
……
Perfect confirmation of Cangjie's words.
All the demons were silent.
Cangjie smiled slightly. Anyway, that woman Zhujiu was not around, so why should she care how I spread rumors?
No one refuted. Chu Yi felt uncomfortable, upset and annoyed.
Damn, so that woman Zhu Jiu was trying to please him, get close to him, and call him brother tenderly, all for another man?
Why does Cangjie do that?
What is Chu Yi's identity, strength, cultivation, and appearance? What does Cangjie have?
Zhu Jiu's eyes must be blocked by eye boogers.
A slight breach, just a slight breach.
Chu Yi had a cold face, with resentment and bitterness bubbling in his heart. He simply couldn't believe that one day he would become a spare tire and a scapegoat.
I can't accept it at all.
The aloof little prince had no idea that ever since he knew Liu Tiezhu was Zhu Jiu, an emotion called jealousy had reached his desolate heart before love.
The interrogation was still going on. Chu Yi asked the demon plants below whether they knew that Zhu Jiu was an evil cultivator. This question was very serious and a special spiritual device that could detect lies was used.
The result is naturally that he knows nothing about anything.
Cangjie looked at the monsters and people in the sky, smiled and said, "You can see that I am the one who lures the Novice Village into making a choice. I take advantage of their desire for revenge, unite with the rebels, and use them to defeat you."
"These fools behind me who don't care about their lives are so easy to deceive."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Jiao and others were stunned, as if they couldn't believe that such harsh and sarcastic words came from Cang Jie.
The situation has come to a standstill. At present, except for Cangjie, everyone seems to be an innocent and deceived victim.
The demon plant lowered its head and remained silent for a moment. Suddenly, it became very excited and lifted the ban on speaking by Ping Wuyou.
Yin Jiao and the others raised their heads and were about to say loudly that they were doing it voluntarily when a cold and sarcastic rebuke sounded.
"This is the first time I've seen a demon who was cheated out of everything and still counted money for others. I'm so happy that I can fool you idiots."
The demon plants looked at Cangjie's cold, old, and inexplicably majestic eyes helplessly. They understood the warning and hint in them.
Yin Jiao knew that originally none of them could survive, but Cang Jie's manipulation could change their titles from "rebels" to victims. This was their chance of survival.
They will receive false compensation, their bones will be broken again, and they will be pressed into the mud to survive.
But at least I'm alive.
Everyone knows what to do at this time.
This is also Cangjie's ultimate goal of deceiving Hei Batian. He does not seek points, but just tries his best to keep those who follow him alive.
Hei Batian was in mixed feelings for the moment. He did not forgive Cangjie who had deceived him. He just recalled what had happened during the ten days he spent with the old and sick Cangjie.
Cangjie is intelligent, wise, and inner stable, and his words and actions are always gentle. Even him, every time when he wanted to beat him up for revenge, he would always calm down inexplicably when he was next to him.
Hei Batian longed for the two-way rush and life-and-death pursuit of generals and soldiers in human stories. He envied that kind of feeling and felt that he was the only good general of the demon clan.
He named his team the Son's Army, but did not gain any faith in them. He thought they were disloyal. But today, a very weak and low-level demon like Cangjie made him realize for the first time what a leader was.
A person who can impress others with his personality is called a leader.
Not only Hei Batian, but also the monsters above who followed the monster and did all kinds of evil to make a living and get resources felt sympathetic and suddenly understood why these people were willing to follow Cangjie.
The three Wuyou demons felt that Cangjie was very dazzling. Some things should not appear on lowly demon plants.
In the silence, Yinjiao's emerald green eyes looked back at Cangjie steadily. There were many corrosion scars on his handsome face, and it was unknown whether they were caused by some toxic substance.
On her face, ugliness was like a medal, extraordinary and dazzling.
She said, "Thank you, but I don't like to do what I 'should' do. I just want to do the right thing. It's definitely not me who is wrong, it's the way things are in this wilderness."
Her entire tribe was wiped out on the road to justice, but this not only did not make her shrink, but instead gave rise to another emotion: since she was already alone, why should she be afraid of someone suffering behind her?
If they surrender, their deaths will truly be in vain, and those superior monsters will be happy.
Cangjie suddenly lost his words.
Yin laughed and looked up at the sky in all directions. There were a lot of monsters and mirages.
She stands tall and upright, with a strong backbone.
"There is no inside story, no need to cover up, I am just rebelling, I am angry, I am against injustice, I just simply want to overthrow you."
"That's all."
"Everyone should know what kind of person Yin Jiao was, what his purpose was, and why he died."
“I have to be recorded in history, not stepped into the mud.”
Everyone was stunned.
For the momentum that a mere low-level demon emanated from, for the fearless gaze, for the extremely contemptuous offense.
Before he could express his anger, all the evil plants followed closely.
The scene in the evil swamp was finally repeated.