Chapter 288: Lord of Fengyue City
Chapter 288: Lord of Fengyue City
As if the pig felt that he had dirty his eyes by being here, another gust of wind came over, and the body of the fat pig turned directly into ashes, without even a speck of dust left in this world.
A dozen soldiers stared at it with wide eyes in horror. Their head, a living person, just disappeared before their eyes.
Crackling!
A pile of weapons were thrown on the ground, and some soldiers' legs were so scared that they went limp.
"Sir, we are wrong! Please don't kill us."
"Sir, we are only responsible for guarding the cell. We have never killed anyone..."
A group of people knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, but Ji Jiuying watched it all with cold eyes, "Too late!"
A cold light flashed by, and more than a dozen soldiers fell to the ground. From the fierce look in their eyes, they were not innocent at all.
The two quickly entered the cell, which was pitch black with only a few dim oil lamps. A strong smell of blood hit them in the face. Ji Jiuying frowned and walked forward slowly. It seemed that the city lord and these soldiers were not in good condition.
The scene before her made her pupils shrink. All she could see were corpses and broken limbs. From the torn cloth, she could tell that these were Jia Lan's soldiers.
Painful groans continued to be heard from deep within the cell. Ji Jiuying knew that these were symptoms of poisoning.
Looking around, he found a person hanging on a cross, his life or death unknown. He had disheveled hair, a bloody face, and horrific wounds all over his body, and it was impossible to tell what he originally looked like.
Ji Jiuying approached quietly. The man on the cross trembled his fingers slightly, and his mouth opened and closed intermittently as if he wanted to say something.
"Western Jin...dog...thief, the...lord of this city, will...never betray Jia Lan."
"Are you the Lord of Fengyue City?"
A pleasant female voice came into the man's ears. The man seemed surprised that the person coming was not an officer or soldier from the Western Jin Dynasty. He raised his head slightly and a pretty woman came into his sight.
"Who are you?"
Ji Jiuying confirmed that he was the mayor of Fengyue City, and stepped forward and said, "You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know that I am here to help you."
Help him? Could it be the Third Prince's men?
Crackling!
The chains binding the man shattered instantly, and the man fell to the ground.
Ji Jiuying took out a large cup of spiritual spring water from the space, but the man couldn't lift it at all, so Ji Jiuying had to let Hei Xiang Ling out.
Looking at the person who suddenly came out, a hint of surprise flashed in the man's eyes.
"Hey! Little girl, you are not going to leave such a half-dead person for me to kill, are you?"
Hei Xiangling looked at the bloody man in front of her and said with disgust.
"Who told you that you wanted to kill someone? Hurry up and help him up and feed him this bowl of water." Ji Jiuying said.
Hei Xiang Ling's eyes widened immediately, "What? You called me out just to ask me, the Saint, to feed this mortal personally? What is my identity..."
"Stop! If you really don't want to, then I won't force you. Of course, I don't want to contract a useless person."
Ji Jiuying said helplessly.
"You! You threaten this Saint!"
Hei Xiangling was so angry that her teeth were itching. Why was this damn girl so desiring to be beaten? She felt like she had walked into a den of wolves.
"No~"
Ji Jiuying laughed playfully and Gong Mingyue's mouth corners slightly raised. He had a hunch that this Kunpeng would be completely subdued by Jiuer in the future.
Hei Xiangling tried to calm herself down. She would endure, endure, endure! It was only a hundred years, she could wait. After a hundred years, she would definitely dig up her grave.
He took a deep breath and helped the man up with disgust, the rough movement making the man groan in pain.
"Be gentle, or the man will be killed by you if he is not beaten to death." Ji Jiuying looked at her helplessly.
Hei Xiangling then gently handed the spiritual spring water in the bowl to the man's mouth. The man didn't know what it was, but he drank it anyway. After all, he was in this state.
After Hei Xiangling finished feeding the man, she let go and threw the man to the ground. The man groaned in pain again.
Fengyue City Lord: Who did he offend? Why not just kill him!
"you!"
Ji Jiuying was immediately speechless at her actions. Hei Xiangling touched his nose awkwardly, "This Saint... forgot!"
Under the effect of the spiritual spring water, the wounds on the man's body slowly recovered and scabbed, and soon he was able to sit up by himself. He suddenly became very curious about the water that the woman gave him, but he knew that this was not something he should know.
Before the man could speak, Ji Jiuying placed several bottles of pills in his hands and said, "Take one pill from each bottle."
The man did not hesitate. Since his injuries had not yet fully recovered, his movements seemed slow and methodical, yet there was a hint of... elegance.
After a while, the man's physical and spiritual power gradually recovered, and he cast a spell to restore himself to his original appearance.
Ji Jiuying raised her eyebrows. She thought the city lord was a middle-aged man, but she didn't expect him to be a gentle and handsome young man.
"I am Feng Yu, the mayor of Fengyue City. Thank you for saving me, young lady."
Feng Yu bowed to Ji Jiuying and looked at Hei Xiangling behind him, "Thank you, young lady, too."
Hei Xiangling looked a little uncomfortable for a moment, and quickly waved his hands, forcing an uncomfortable smile, "It's my duty...it's my duty."
Ji Jiuying chuckled, "City Lord Feng, don't mind it, Hei Xiangling didn't mean it."
"No problem." Feng Yu chuckled.
"Let's go, let's help those soldiers detoxify first."
After Ji Jiuying finished speaking, she took Gong Mingyue's hand and walked towards the depths of the cell.
Feng Yu looked at the two intimate people, his eyes flickered slightly. Who are they? The man gave people a feeling of suffocation. Looking at Hei Xiangling in black clothes, where did this woman come from? Feng Yu seemed to have many questions in his mind.
Feng Yu followed behind slowly, looking at the mutilated corpses on the ground with sadness in his eyes. These soldiers were all brought up by him, but now they ended up like this. Feng Yu's heart sank to the bottom. He closed his eyes uncomfortably, suppressed the anger in his heart, and walked forward without saying a word.
Ji Jiuying stopped and looked at the soldiers in the prison.
The awake soldiers in the prison also discovered Ji Jiuying and her group, including their city lord Feng Yu, and hurriedly climbed to the prison bars.
"Lord City Lord! How are you?"
"Lord City Lord, who are they?"
"Lord City Lord, has someone from the court come to rescue us?" Some soldiers looked at the noble men and speculated.
Looking at the soldiers in the cell, some were groaning in pain, some were fainting from the pain, and some were unable to bear the pain and committed suicide. Feng Yu choked up and said, "Yes, they are here to save us, you must hold on."
When the soldiers in the cell heard this, they burst into tears. They knew that the court would definitely come to rescue them, and when they got out, they would kill all those Western Jin villains without leaving a single survivor.
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