I played the role of a cannon fodder scumbag, but I was the heartthrob

Chapter 215 Master Bai Yueguang, You Smell So Good (82)

The clay figurine in his hand almost fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. Ye Zhao quickly caught it.

He held it tightly in his hand and patted his chest with lingering fear.

It's so scary.

"Not good!"

"Oh my god, the call is coming!"

The Achi people did not appear, but the trumpet-like voices and hurried footsteps were getting closer and closer.

When he rushed in, Ye Zhao was sitting upright and the clay figure had already been put away.

"Immortal Venerable, something terrible has happened! The mountain protection formation has been breached, and the demons are invading. Sect Master is gathering everyone to repel the enemy together!"

Without even bothering to greet, Archie hurriedly reported.

Ye Zhao's expression changed slightly, but his clear eyes showed no surprise at all.

only……

Looking at the breathless Archie, a thought flashed through his mind, "Archie, I'm afraid this person might be here with bad intentions. You pack your things..."

In the early stage, you helped the scumbag to make things difficult for the protagonist. In the novel, you can't escape death. If you don't run now, you will have no chance in the future.

"Immortal Lord, I won't leave. You've been so kind to me. Besides, I've already considered the Nine Palaces Gate my home. I'm a part of this community. How could I abandon you in this time of crisis?"

Archie's expression changed, and every word he spoke was powerful.

Ye Zhao's expression was indescribably complicated, "You've also done me a favor... I..."

"Don't worry, Immortal Venerable. If you can't beat me, I'll run away first. I've always remembered what you told me." Aqi smiled, somewhat nostalgic for those days, but...

Having said this, Ye Zhao took a deep breath and said, "Let's go."

Since he was going to die anyway, Ye Zhao simply skipped the plot of packing up and running away.

After finishing this scene, I was so happy.

There was a solemn and murderous atmosphere on the vast square of Jiugongmen.

Looking at the vast demon clan in front of them, the people from Jiugongmen drew their swords and faced each other.

Under the scorching sun, the sharp sword flashed with cold light.

In contrast to the Nine Palace Sect members' shared hatred of the enemy, the demons on the opposite side were silent as a cicada, fearing the man in the lead, who was the newly appointed Demon Lord.

In ten years, Hua Jingmian gradually transformed from a young and naughty boy into an arrogant and domineering demon lord.

The aura is so powerful and intimidating that people dare not look directly at it.

Now his figure is tall and straight, and his long black hair is flying freely in the air.

Her beautiful facial features are three-dimensional and outstanding, with a bit of evil charm, and her deep eyes are bottomless, which makes people feel dangerous for no reason.

A black robe embroidered with golden patterns, and the lining was red, as if it contained billowing flames.

He wore a pair of black gloves on his hands and a pair of black boots on his feet, engraved with complex magic patterns.

One step behind him was Chang She, dressed in black, with a long whip hanging from his waist, the handle of which was inlaid with obsidian.

Among those who arrived late, some sharp-eyed people recognized him, opened their eyes wide and exclaimed—

"Hua Jingmian?"

"what?"

"Who is he?"

"You don't know that?"

"The only disciple of Immortal Master Mingxi."

"Bah, that was in the past. He was expelled from the sect long ago and has nothing to do with Mingxi Immortal Venerable now."

"So, was he expelled from the sect because he fell into evil?"

"Perhaps he became possessed by the devil because he was expelled from his sect?"

"You insist on categorizing these two events as causal?"

"Now he is a demon, and he is still recklessly attacking the Nine Palace Gate. He is now our enemy."

"That's it!"

Everyone was chatting and enjoying the meal.

Wuxia and Feng Qingwu rushed over and coughed lightly when faced with this situation.

Seeing them coming, everyone from Jiugongmen lined up in an orderly manner and saluted.

Wuxia looked at Hua Jingmian and was stunned for a moment.

Fortunately, he had seen many big scenes, so he quickly calmed down and said neither servile nor arrogant -

"Zhu Xingzun, what do you mean?"

Hua Jingmian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and glanced at the other person indifferently, as if looking at an insignificant existence, "I came here this time to ask you for someone."

Upon hearing this, Wuxia's expression remained unchanged, and his tone grew colder, "Who?"

"Ye Zhao."

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd burst into an uproar.

Even though she had guessed it, Feng Qingwu couldn't help but feel chest tightness and shortness of breath when she heard this.

"Don't think about it!"

"You and my junior brother have already ended our master-disciple relationship. There is no hatred between us. Why do you have to do this?" Wuxia was puzzled.

Hua Jingmian sneered, "Do you want to hand it over?"

"No!" Feng Qingwu took the lead.

Wuxia frowned, "Junior sister."

"What?" Feng Qingwu glared angrily.

Wu Xia sighed, "Impulse is the devil."

Seeing this, Hua Jingmian's eyes flashed with anger, "Since the two of you don't want to accept my toast, don't blame me for being rude."

He immediately waved his hand and said, "Come here, destroy the Jiugong Gate, leave no one alive, and find Ye Zhao!"