Xiao Zhiyin was so sensible that when she saw Ji Ling didn't say anything, she couldn't help but speak: "What?"

She thought to herself that Ji Ling's love mind would definitely not give up Feng Zhutao, and he would definitely sacrifice the lives of the people in the city.

Ji Ling seemed to see through what she was thinking and laughed softly: "You are wrong."

...

At that time, Ji Ling looked at the city lord and suddenly said, "What if it's my life?"

He didn't want to hurt the people in the city, nor did he want to hurt Taotao.

The city lord was stunned for a moment, then ecstatic: "If you can use you, a single-spirit root Jindan stage cultivator, that would be even better."

Ji Ling nodded: "Since that's the case, then let me do it. But is it OK tomorrow? I want to... say goodbye to Taotao."

The lord of Jile City believes that he is humane and does not refuse this request.

That night, Ji Ling talked with Feng Zhutao as usual. He had something to do in his heart, but he didn't notice that Feng Zhutao was covering his lower abdomen and his eyes were jumping with a happy look.

After a long time, Ji Ling made up his mind and said to Feng Zhutao: "Taotao, I will go up to do something for the Lord tomorrow. It may be very dangerous. I don't know when I will come back."

He said, looking at Feng Zhutao: "When I'm not here, you have to take good care of yourself, do you know?"

Feng Zhutao was slightly stunned, without thinking too much, just smiled and joked: "Feng Shui takes turns, I always said this to you back then, and it's your turn to say it today."

She just felt that this was a bit dangerous like the usual task, but the husband she loved deeply could always save her danger with her own abilities.

Feng Zhutao rolled his eyes and said, "When you come back, I have something I want to tell you."

When Ah Ling came back with a dusty meal, she would hand him a bowl of hot soup, then watch him drink it, and tell him that they would have a child.

Ah Ling will definitely put down the soup immediately, being surprised and happy, and worrying about her body.

Just thinking about this, Feng Zhutao was very happy, with curved lips.

She didn't notice the reluctance on Ji Ling's face, but just buried her face in his arms and outlined their future in her heart over and over again.

The next day, Ji Ling went to the Pure Land City.

After only one hour of his departure, people from Jile City came to the lord's mansion of Taohua City. It was said that Ji Ling was injured and wanted to ask Feng Zhutao to take a look.

When Feng Zhutao arrived at the city lord's mansion, Ji Ling had already stepped into the blood pool. He was about to slowly dissolve in the blood pool, and then only his soul was left.

She was invited to a place separated from the Blood Pool. There was a magic weapon in the middle of the wall, which allowed Ji Ling to see Feng Zhutao, but Feng Zhutao could not see Ji Ling.

The Lord of Ji Le City smiled happily in Ji Ling's eyes.

It turned out that the Lord of Jile City had lied to him.

The city lord wanted to use Ji Ling to refine the Hundred Ghost Banner, but Ji Ling didn't have enough resentment. He had long thought that he would either slaughter the city in front of Ji Ling or kill his beloved wife in front of Ji Ling to inspire Ji Ling's resentment.

But the people in the city heard the news, so several nobles and powerful families jointly wrote to the lord of Jile City, begging him not to massacre the city, and they would find a way to trick Feng Zhutao to Jile City.

"Of course, if you just kill Mrs. Zun, it might not be enough." The city lord said with a smile, "How about Lingchi with one knife?"

And it was also at this moment that Feng Zhutao realized something was wrong.

She immediately wanted to leave the Lord of Jile City, but was stopped by someone, and then Lingchi began.

While cutting Feng Zhutao's flesh and blood, the people smiled and praised their city lord's wisdom, and said proudly that if Ji Ling could be refined into a hundred ghost banner, the city lord could be killed back to the Demon Realm.

Feng Zhutao was not afraid of pain, she was not afraid of it. She gritted her teeth and slowly understood the whole thing.

She knew Ji Ling was watching her, so she had to survive, or... she had to die happily enough.

Feng Zhutao is a mortal. These monks never took her seriously and did not notice Feng Zhutao's actions at all.

Feng Zhutao committed suicide.

When she was dying, she smiled and said, "A Ling, I know you are nearby... Close your eyes and don't look at me, okay?"

Then there was no rest.

When she died, she still firmly protected her lower abdomen.

However, it was too late, and the resentment in Ji Ling's heart had already surged.

He resented the nobles and powerful families in Taohua City, resented the lord of Jile City, resented the monks who were Lingchi Taotao, and resented himself.

This resentment obviously exceeded the needs of the city lord of Jile City. Ji Ling was already a half-ghost body. He immediately absorbed all the resentment from the blood pool, and then jumped to the level of the God Transformation Stage and massacred everyone in the city lord's mansion.

He hugged Feng Zhutao's body and felt his mind be sober than ever before.

Ji Ling quietly returned to Taohua City, sneaked into the homes of the nobles and powerful families, and found them raising their glasses to drink together. Fortunately, they escaped, and then smugly mocked Ji Ling and Feng Zhutao's stupidity.

These people naturally died.

Ji Ling did not touch other people because they knew nothing.

He killed all the damn people.

But his peach can't come back.

It started to rain in the sky, washing away Ji Ling's bloody face. Ji Ling carefully wiped the rain from Feng Zhutao's face, crying and laughing.

It was at this moment that someone stood behind him, with great interest: "Is it a ghost cultivator, or a half-human and half-ghost?"

Ji Ling suddenly raised his head, showing murderous intent on his face.

The man wore a hood and laughed carelessly when he saw this: "Do you want to resurrect the person in your arms?"

Ji Ling nodded mechanically.

The man said, "Your wife is a mortal, and she will enter the samsara. You have to wait for her to be reincarnated and I will tell you how to resurrect her."

After a pause, he said, "But before that, you have to serve me."

Ji Ling knew that he was not a good person, even a person who was even more dangerous than the lord of Jile City.

The Lord of Jile City first gives Ji Ling good, and then asks him to serve him.

This man named Ji Ling to serve him, and then gave him an illusory condition.

So what about this?

Ji Ling lowered her eyes.

He has lost his most precious thing, what else can he lose?

Ji Ling agreed.

Then he hid his identity and did a lot of errands for the new master, including cruel and extremely vicious things.

The only time he refused to go to the Lord was that he didn't want to massacre the city, which was full of mortals.

After waiting for nearly three thousand years, he waited for Taotao's reincarnation.

In this life, her name is Wang Zhexiang.

But the Lord did not allow him to approach his Taotao. He just told him that the time had not come, and asked him to wait patiently and disperse his soul that belonged to Wang Zhexiang before he could resurrect Taotao.

He thought that he had been waiting for so many years, and good things had gone a long way, so it would be okay for him to wait any longer.

...

Xiao Zhiyin and Cui Qingshui looked at each other, and their eyebrows twitched at the same time.

Seeing that Ji Ling stopped talking again, Xiao Zhiyin asked: "Who is this person...?"

Ji Ling raised his head and sighed, "His name is Nie Qianhua."
Chapter completed!