Chapter 267 Meeting Zheng Lun Again
Yang Jian had a strange look on his face and wanted to laugh but held it back.

The evil eye is thinking about Su Daji. Who knows what his reaction would be if he knew that Su Daji is the reincarnation of the soul of Fairy Caixia.

Yang Jian couldn't laugh anymore afterwards.

Because he realized that the Demon Eye was created by a strand of his soul, doesn't it represent him~
Fairy Caixia is the evil corpse of Nuwa. By analogy, Su Daji and Nuwa have a close connection, and Su Daji and Nuwa look exactly the same.

When Nuwa was helping Su Daji to escape her doomed fate, she must have discovered something different about Su Daji.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian said seriously: "Don't click on that Su Daji, her identity is not simple."

Afterwards, he informed Demon Eye of the connection between Su Daji and Nuwa.

In the past, when he didn't know the details of the Demon Eye, he was always on guard against it.

Now that he knew the essence of the evil eye, he let down his guard.

It's nice to have something like this, it's equivalent to a dual-core processor.

During a fight, they can do two things at once, which is equivalent to two against one.

Cool.

The Demon Eye remained silent, as if it had disappeared.

Yang Jian knew that his magic eyes could not digest such important news for a while, so he did not urge him.

After absorbing the essence, he went to the center of Jibei City, where the Marquis of Jizhou was located.

At this time, Jibei City's greatest support had been eliminated by him, and the city had become useless.

Yang Jian decided to find Su Hu and his son to reminisce the past and find out the reasons for Su Hu's rebellion.

When he was just starting out, he relied on Su Hu's army, and Su Hu was not harsh on him.

Therefore, he wanted to find out the reason for Su Hu's rebellion. If he was bewitched by an evil spirit, it would be easy for him to save Su Hu.

When the defenders in Jibei City saw those monsters flying into the sky, blood rained from the sky.

The flying snow in the sky was dyed red.

Then a man came down from the sky, and only the shriveled corpses of the original ten demon fairies were left.

How could they not understand that Jibei City’s support was gone?

They put down their weapons one by one, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, shouting, "God, spare my life."

"God? I am not a god. Look up and see who I am."

Yang Jian said as he looked at the soldiers kneeling in front of him.

Each of these soldiers had sparse hair and red eyes. When they opened their mouths, their teeth were exposed, with wide gaps between their teeth, and their gums seemed to have shrunk and were invisible.

Some brave soldiers secretly looked up.

Suddenly I realized that the person in front of me looked familiar.

Take a closer look, hey, isn't this Yang Jian!

"Yang~"

A soldier who was familiar with Yang Jian was about to call him by name, but as soon as he opened his mouth he realized that it was inappropriate and quickly changed his words, "Marquis Shu, the Marquis Shu is here."

"Go and invite General Zheng, General Zheng is an old friend of the Marquis of Shu~"

Among the soldiers, some quickly realized something.

After a while, Zheng Lun came galloping over riding on a beast with fire eyes and golden pupils.

As they got closer, Zheng Lun's purple face looked exceptionally bright, and in the freezing cold, his complexion had darkened slightly.

Judging from his cultivation level, he is actually at the immortal level.

"Junior Brother Yang Jian is no longer the same as he was before. The ten demon immortals guarding Jibei City all died at his hands."

Zheng Lun came from the Marquis' Mansion. Originally, he was guarding the Marquis of Jizhou closely and was ready to sacrifice his life to protect him. However, after hearing that the one who killed the ten demon fairies was Yang Jian, he changed his mind and decided to meet his former junior brother.

He knew that Yang Jian had joined Jiejiao and became a disciple of the Golden Spirit Mother, so he was not qualified to call him junior brother.

But he still subconsciously kept this name.

The intention is to remind Yang Jian that if it were not for Zheng Lun who took Yang Jian away from Fuling Mountain in the past, Yang Jian would never have the status and position he has today.

"I relied on external forces. I don't have the ability to take down these demons so quickly. But I hope Senior Brother Zheng Lun is doing well and looks even better than before."

Yang Jian clasped his fists and smiled.

Zheng Lun's eyes narrowed when he heard this. He guessed that Yang Jian had used the treasure given by Jiejiao, but from Yang Jian's tone, it seemed that he could take down these demons even without the treasure. Thinking of this, he was shocked. He had originally planned to hold Yang Jian back when it was absolutely necessary to give Jizhou Hou a chance to escape. Now it seems that he was overthinking.

"On the battlefield, the winner is the king. The lives of the 100,000 soldiers in this city depend on your thoughts. I wonder how you plan to deal with them."

Zheng Lun asked in a cold voice.

"Junior brother, I came here only to kill the main culprit, but I have not thought about how to deal with these soldiers."

Yang Jian was startled, then shook his head and said, "According to the rules of the Shang Dynasty, traitors would be demoted to slaves or used as human sacrifices. Emperor Xin has already abolished human sacrifices. The specific decision is not up to me. It depends on the decision of Master Wen."

Zheng Lun said: "In this case, why don't you ask for Master Wen's order? I will help you watch over these soldiers. After all, there are hundreds of thousands of lives at stake. Even if we act as the vanguard of the Shang Dynasty to deal with Yuan Futong, we can provide a lot of help."

"Brother, what you said makes sense,"

Yang Jian nodded.

Zheng Lun's face just showed joy.

"But~"

Yang Jian changed the subject.

Zheng Lun's heart skipped a beat: "Junior Brother Yang, please feel free to speak~"

Yang Jian looked towards the direction of the Marquis' Mansion and said, "This rebellion cannot be quelled by eliminating these monsters. Although I am not here to kill innocent people, it would be inappropriate for me to leave if the main culprit is not eliminated."

"What if Senior Brother lets you go?"

Zheng Lun's nostrils couldn't help but widen, and two streams of white smoke spewed out, hitting the snow and instantly melting a layer of snow.

"Junior brother, you can just leave and think that Su Hu has escaped. As Master Wen's junior brother, he will definitely not blame you. Besides, after the death of the demon fairy, the food supply will no longer be cut off, and the crisis of the army has been resolved."

Yang Jian shook his head slowly.

It would be fine if he didn't notice anything unusual in the city, and he would just turn a blind eye and let Su Hu go.

At this moment, he swept his mind around the city and found that there was no civilian in the city, only soldiers.

In the houses, the pots, pans, and bowls were all there. There was no smoke in the earthen stove, and the firewood had long turned into white ash, but there was still cooked food in the pot, but it had been frozen into solid ice.

Only the lingering resentment remained in the houses.

Such an abnormal scene is obviously unreasonable.

A terrible guess emerged in my mind.

With the perception of the magic eye, it was discovered that the person with the most vigorous spiritual energy in the city was not Zheng Lun in front of him, but in the Marquis' Mansion.

The aura was so strong that it made Yang Jian feel a chill down his spine. There were bursts of demonic energy coming from it. When Yang Jian sensed it, he felt nauseous in his chest and abdomen.

"Junior brother, let me ask you a question. Where have the people in this city gone?"

Zheng Lun's body was stiff and he shook his head to show that he didn't know.

"General Zheng, as the grain supervisor of the Marquis of Jizhou, I really don't know where these people have gone?"

Yang Jian continued to ask.

Zheng Lun remained silent.

"Since General Zheng is unwilling to tell me, then Junior Brother should ask the Marquis of Jizhou. As the ruler of a state, he should know the whereabouts of the people under his rule."

Yang Jian took a step forward and was about to leave.

Zheng Lun drove the Fire Eyes Golden Eyes Beast to block the road ahead: "Brother, please go back. This road is blocked."

"What if I insist on leaving? Brother has already become an immortal and has a long life span. You should cherish this hard-earned Taoism."

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly.

"The Marquis of Jizhou has been very kind to me. You and I each serve our own master. If Junior Brother Yang insists on doing what he wants, I will have no choice but to offend him."

White light gathered in Zheng Lun's nostrils, as if it was about to erupt in the next second.

Yang Jian shook his head: "General Zheng said something wrong."

"what?"

"I don't have a master, I just live for myself!"

As Yang Jian spoke, the three-pointed, double-edged sword slowly appeared in his hand.

(End of this chapter)