Yan Shiba's departure put a weight on Qingjiu, Niutou Mamian and others.

Everyone's faces looked a little ugly.

Where is the future path of Baigui Yama?

Fortunately, Qingjiu has also successfully advanced to the tenth level of power, and Yuancheng still has a top expert in command.

If Bi Luo can successfully recover and become an awakened demon, he will also become a powerful force.

Ren Jie, on the other hand, looked at the direction Yan Shiba was leaving, with a flash of worry in his eyes.

The path he has chosen is destined to be difficult, and we can only hope that everything goes well for him.

I saw Ren Jie take a deep breath, his vigorous vitality exploded, white smoke came out of his body, and his injuries recovered crazily.

He turned to Qingjiu and said, "I still have something to do. I have to go to Xia Jing. I probably won't be able to come back for a while..."

"I will leave the matter of Baigui Yama to you. Remember, no matter what situation you face in the future, don't give in!"

"We don't need to give in anymore..."

Qingjiu gritted her teeth and nodded heavily, while Ren Jie also flashed and left Yuancheng...

…

Xia Jing Dragon City, noon, the sun is shining brightly in the sky.

The streets and alleys were crowded with people, and the Guoshu Museum, the Demon Suppression Headquarters, and the Xuanzhu Gate were all crowded with people.

People were holding huge banners, which read in big scarlet letters:

"The sins committed through the ages should be punished. The source of the disaster, get out of Daxia"

"Suppress the demons and restore peace to Daxia"

"The bastard Ren Jie is not a human being. He caused the death of thousands of sailors and the common people are angry. He has brought the whole world down for himself. The root of the disaster cannot be eradicated and it is difficult to get rid of the anger."

There are too many banners like this.

People had red eyes, some were holding the portraits of their family members, and some were even holding ashes, holding loudspeakers and shouting slogans. The whole Xia capital was in chaos.

A large number of defense forces and order maintenance troops were holding anti-riot shields at the scene to maintain order, otherwise the people would have to rush to the Demon Suppression Headquarters.

The huge array of people surrounded the Demon Suppressing Headquarters.

I saw a strong man with a naked upper body and a blood-stained red scarf tied on his head, holding a trumpet and roaring:

"Demon Suppressor General, don't be such a coward. Today, we have to give an explanation!"

"Ren Jie is the third devil, you have known it for a long time, right? Why do you still want to protect him? The original demon disaster in Jincheng was caused by him, right?"

"The example of the Fool is right in front of us. Isn't this bloody lesson enough?"

"Mako Moko, the son of the devil, even if he wears a human skin, it can't change his nature. Daxia is feeding the devil with his body!"

"Do you have to wait until the human race is killed by him before you will wake up?"

The old man also shouted with red eyes:

"Because Ren Jie's reckless trip to the mountains and seas has already triggered a night battle. Every city was attacked, with tens of millions of casualties!"

"Those are not cold numbers, they are living lives!"

"This time Ren Jie fought for the Demon Inscription Seal again for his own selfish desires, resulting in the entire territory of Daxia being attacked. Twenty-six Spark cities were breached, and the number of casualties far exceeded the night battle!"

"How many soldiers fell on the battlefield forever because of Ren Jie's decision? Do you...respect those soldiers who died for the country?"

"How many people has he killed? When will you finally wake up? My eldest son and my second son both dedicated their lives to the country. My daughter-in-law and children all died in this war. I have nothing left!"

"Wake up! You are raising a demon. He cannot bring dawn to the human race. He will only drag the human race into the abyss!"

The old man roared at the top of his lungs and burst into tears.

The crowd raised their hands and shouted: "Yes, yes!"

Someone even shouted: "Ren Jie doesn't care about the life or death of the human race at all. He always does things that are far beyond his ability. Every time, Daxia comes to take the blame!"

"This time, Lu Qianfan died in battle just to wipe Ren Jie's ass, just to get that bullshit demon inscription for him!"

"It was Ren Jie who killed Lu Qianfan! He was the pillar of our country in Daxia!"

"We don't want Ren Jie, we don't want Mo Zi, we just want Lu Qianfan to come back!"

The crowd shouted loudly:

"Suppress the demons, eliminate the root of the disaster, return the pillars of our country, and restore a bright and prosperous world to Daxia..."

There was even an aunt who sat on the ground holding the portrait and cried: "Wow~ wow, I worked so hard to poop and piss my little girl~"

"Let Ren Jie take his life, take his life!"

Situations like this happen everywhere, not just in Xia Jing, but in almost every Spark city.

When the war ended and people recovered from their grief, they discovered that Lu Qianfan was dead and Ren Jie returned as a demon son, and everything was caused by Ren Jie going to fight for the demon inscription for himself.

Hatred will naturally fall on him, and everything will happen naturally.

Of course...not everyone in the crowd criticized Ren Jie.

A young man wearing glasses shouted anxiously and shuttled among the crowd:

"Stop making trouble! Stop making trouble! Everything happens for a reason, and Ren Jie is not as unbearable as you think."

"Have you forgotten that he brought back the wisdom pearl and adjusted the pulse and enlightened the spirit for Daxia? Have you forgotten that he regained a hundred miles of land for the human race and built Yuan City?"

"Have you forgotten that he spread martial arts all over the world and gave all ordinary people the possibility of climbing up and the capital to protect themselves?"

"He has been fighting for the human race. As for some losses, this is inevitable? Is there anything in this world that has the best of both worlds?"

"The human race is not as easy as you think. We have been standing on the edge of the cliff. He has tried his best. Don't let the hero be discouraged by this!"

But before he finished speaking, a figure rushed out and hit the man with glasses directly in the face with an electric cannon!

"Fuck you! Shut your mouth. What's a small loss? Tens of millions of lives, what's a small loss?"

"If the loss is not on your head, of course you can stand and talk without pain in your back? Don't persuade others to do good without suffering others' suffering!"

"My family is all gone! I don't want any devils or a way out. I just want my family and Lu Qianfan to come back!"

The man with the eyes covered his face and said angrily: "Wake up! At least you are still alive and have the life to make trouble, right?"

"This is better than all of them dying!"

Strong man:!!!

"Fuck you, this battle was ended by Lu Qianfan's life. Apart from causing trouble everywhere, what did Ren Jie do?"

"Don't listen to him, please fight me!"

Several figures rushed up and punched and kicked the man with glasses.

There were different voices in the crowd. They tried their best to defend Ren Jie, hoping to reverse this unfavorable situation for him.

But... the crowd was so loud that the few people were completely drowned in the crowd.

The vast majority of people in this world are followers. They don’t care about everyone else. They care more about their own little family.

When one's own interests are seriously damaged, those emotions that cannot be vented need an outlet.

Now Ren Jie is the outlet.

Even if Xia Jingzhong's broadcast continues to play, Ren Jie's necessity to seize the demon inscription is defended from many angles. I hope the people understand...

But the loud broadcast sound seemed so weak.
Chapter completed!