Shock! The Evil Emperor actually pampered the entire cultivation world

Chapter 476: The Holy Body of the Innate Troublemaker

Zhu Jiu ate some snacks comfortably and took the humanoid spaceship to his destination.

The choreographed sounds were heard everywhere, and the people behind were ridiculed and laughed at the whole time.

Not to mention Shuai Guo and Bu Jinglian, whose relationship is deteriorating instead of improving.

In a nutshell, it's really miserable.

Xingjun happily praised Zhu Jiu: "The innate holy body of a shit-teasing stick."

Zhu Jiu raised his spirits, "Hey, how could I have forgotten about you? Have you finished the 100 magic realm questions I asked you to do last time?"

"..." Xingjun choked and remained silent, pretending to be deaf and dumb, waiting for Zhujiu to forget about it as usual.

But Zhu Jiu was determined to check the homework today.

"Not talking? That means you didn't do it, then..."

Hearing the increasingly dangerous tone, Xingjun's alarm bells went off, and he immediately said, "I did it, I really did it, but I didn't know how to answer the questions at the end, so I left them blank. You can't blame me for that. The questions you asked almost violated the rules, how could I know how to answer them..."

The voice became quieter as he spoke further.

"But didn't I teach you?" Zhu Jiu smiled and said, "Let me see it first."

The Star Lord hesitated for a while, and finally saw that he could not escape, so he sent a spiritual thought hesitantly, which was equivalent to the TXT of the real test paper.

Zhu Jiu took a look and was shocked to find that he hadn’t answered a single question.

"Not the ones behind?"

Xingjun scratched his head and laughed awkwardly: "Yes, yes, hehe, I don't know anything after the volume name..."

So they're all empty.

Xingjun twisted his fingers and muttered in a low voice: "You also know that life will deceive me, but I can't do the test paper. If I can't do the test paper, I can't do it. There is no point in doing it. Isn't it just perfunctory..."

Speaking of this, I am speechless due to the pervasive low pressure.

He found that Zhu Jiu seemed to take this matter very seriously, otherwise he would have joked with him and laughed it off.

Xingjun's eyes wandered, trying to change the subject.

"Even Wenren Sejue's breathing is so beautiful, don't you want to take a look?"

"The blood of the waxing moon is so sweet, drink more."

"Zhuanzhuan and Shuai Guo are fighting again. What stories do they have to tell each other..."

Zhu Jiu had a deep expression and remained silent until this point when he casually said, "Maybe you don't love me anymore."

The atmosphere was relaxed. Xingjun secretly breathed a sigh of relief and began to chatter away his analysis of the two people.

Zhu Jiu listened silently, occasionally responding and chatting as usual.

But only she herself understands the bitterness and melancholy in her heart.

Three evil gods appeared beside her at the same time, and Zhu Jiu realized that her mission was progressing rapidly.

Death is not far away, so it is inevitable that I feel a little worried about the Star Lord.

Will the Star Lord be able to practice smoothly on his own in the future?

How can I get through the difficult times without her by my side?

Will you still be bullied?

When I thought of this possibility, I became anxious and wanted him to learn more and become stronger.

However, looking at Xingjun's cautious look, Zhu Jiu realized that he was just bullying him with his own emotions.

So I relaxed.

Thinking about it carefully, she only needs to do her best to pave the way for him. The rest of the situations should be surprises that Xingjun will reveal in the future.

Zhu Jiu calmed down and saw the cold prisons appearing at the end of the road.

The "creaking" sound that could be heard from outside came towards us.

Xingjun was puzzled: "What is that sound?"

There was still turbulent water below. The crescent moon had not fallen to the ground but was floating in the air. Holding Zhu Jiu, he scanned his identity at the gate to enter.

The unlucky few people behind him who had been criticized by the poisonous tongue along the way also followed in with gloomy faces.

His eyes were always fixed on Zhu Jiu, as if he was looking at the murderer of his father.