Rizhao City was once again swallowed up by shadow, and there was no longer any trace of skylight in the streets and alleys.

But this time it was not the devil's crow, but Feng Ji's handiwork.

The strange black ice was finally broken by Sang Ying, but deep burn marks were left on her hands.

The huge black ice still retains the appearance of the mother and son of Jimo Renjie, and their ferocious expressions are forever fixed at this moment. After all, they were completely used by Feng Ji.

Ignoring the injuries on their hands, Sang Ying and Fu Yinqiu led the guards and rushed out of the secret room immediately, using the Jimo family's house as a position to repel the evil cultivators who tried to break in!

The formation disk that Sang Ying carved in the past played a great role at this moment. The mid-level protective formation firmly protected the entire house and did not give the evil cultivators a chance to break in.

But listening to the screams coming from outside, Sang Ying still couldn't hold back: "Madam, I think..."

Before she could finish speaking, Fu Yinqiu shook his head at her: "You don't need to say more to me, I know what you want to do. Go ahead, I will protect Jimo Mansion."

Unexpectedly, Fu Yinqiu would agree so simply. Sang Ying's heart warmed, and then she said loudly: "The guards of the City Lord's Mansion listen to the order and follow me out of the mansion to kill the enemy!"

The Fukawa Sword was unsheathed again, and as soon as the door of Jimo Mansion was opened, the evil cultivators crowded outside immediately saw the opportunity and swarmed up.

But the next second, the evil cultivator who was at the forefront was kicked out hard by a foot.

A young female cultivator in moon-white clothes jumped out of the mansion with a long sword in her hand. Wherever the sword touched, there were screams of evil cultivators.

Behind her were dozens of guards, who, led by female cultivators, plunged into the pile of evil cultivators.

In just a few blinks of an eye, the group of evil cultivators who had been flaunting their power in front of the people of Rizhao City not long ago were all wiped out.

"Miss, where are we going next?" a guard who had been following Sang Ying asked.

Sang Ying raised her hand to deal with the last evil cultivator besieging Jimo Mansion, then turned around to count the number of guards.

Not counting the hundred guards who were left to guard the mansion, the number of guards brought out by Sang Ying was only eighty, which was incomparable to the thousands of evil cultivators led by Feng Ji.

But even so, Sang Ying still wanted to give it a try.

"Divide into a team of twenty people and go to the four districts in the city. Remember, the priority is to save people, and the second is to kill evil cultivators. The saved mortals are brought back to the mansion. If they encounter rogue cultivators, if the other party is a reliable

Those who compose music will be included in the team."

Sang Ying's eyes were heavy: "For the current plan, only by gathering all the available forces can we earn a glimmer of hope!"

If you really can't defeat them in the end, you will have to abandon the city and take this only way.

But even if she has to abandon the city, she will take away as many people as possible!

After assigning several team leaders, Sang Ying personally led a team to Dongcheng District, where the black smoke is the thickest, and it was also the famous mortal district of Rizhao City.

"Miss, it seems that Feng Ji is also in Dongcheng District. Do we really want to go there?" The guard behind him is still a little worried, not for himself, but for Sang Ying, the only remaining head of the Jimo family.

The seedlings will be folded directly into Feng Ji's hands.

Sang Ying looked steadily at the place wrapped in black smoke: "Since we said we would protect Rizhao City, how can we be afraid of fighting?"

"Follow me and take back Rizhao City!"

Following Sang Ying's order, everyone said no more, but ran towards Dongcheng District with a resolute courage.

…

Su Fuyun looked at herself in the mirror and gently wiped the ointment off her face with some anxiety.

It is said that this ointment is very valuable and was refined by a great medical practitioner. A small box costs ten spiritual crystals!

For this ointment, Su Fuyun almost spent all the spiritual stones he had saved after coming to the fairy world.

The ointment was wiped off little by little, revealing her original fair skin.

The water mirror slowly reflected the woman's appearance, even the hideous scars on the hibiscus face were reflected.

After seeing the tender pink scar, Su Fuyun's mood suddenly became depressed.

She smashed the water mirror in front of her and threw the valuable box of ointment to the ground.

This action frightened the surrounding maids so much that they quickly knelt down and begged for mercy, not knowing where they had offended this saintly lady.

However, they didn't know that their frightened look would only make Su Fuyun angrier.

She immediately waved her sleeves and drove everyone out of the room, leaving only one person sitting in front of the re-condensed water mirror and sulking.

Seeing this, Yuzhuizi had no choice but to persuade again: "What's wrong with you? Who provoked you?"

"Hmph!" Su Fuyun pulled off the jade pendant, "Who else could make me so unhappy besides Sang Ying?"

The female nun in the water mirror is now a bit more noble and charming compared to her previous delicate appearance.

If you ignore that scar, you can be considered a little beauty. But the location of the scar is too tricky, making it impossible for people to ignore it.

Su Fuyun raised his hand and touched it, feeling the uneven touch under his hand, and his heart became even more depressed: "Didn't you say you could help me get rid of these scars? Why have we been in the fairy world for so long?

But you haven’t fulfilled it at all?!”

God knows how much suffering she had when she had to cover herself with ointment when going out.

Yuzhui rolled his eyes secretly in his mind, mocking her for being stupid.

But this face should indeed be repaired. After all, news came from Lingzhou this morning that Feng Ji had broken through Rizhao City.

When the leader of the Jimo family disappeared, it was only a matter of time before Feng Ji swallowed up the power of the Jimo family.

After the opponent wins this battle, it will be the day for Su Fuyun to take action. She cannot let the opponent look at someone like Feng Ji with such a bad face.

Feng Ji is not an easy fool to deal with like the third son of the Gong family. If Su Fuyun doesn't come up with some tricks, I'm afraid he still won't be able to seduce that person.

Thinking of this, Yu Shuizi persuaded in a gentle voice: "When did I break my promise to you? I was just making preparations before, but now I am almost ready. It won't be long before I can treat your face.

"

After hearing this, Su Fuyun's face became slightly better: "This is what you said. Also, when can I return to Lilan Realm? I miss my master a little."

Miss Gu Huaiwei?

Yuzhuizi smiled silently. Couldn't Su Fuyun guess the final fate of a righteous monk who was abandoned in the demon world?

"Believe me, I will let you see your master sooner or later." Yuzhuizi replied.

When you are no longer of use, the master and apprentice will naturally meet each other in the underworld!

Yuzhuizi thought secretly.


Chapter completed!