The world of mercenaries: evildoers, please respect yourself

Chapter 388

The Prison Disaster of Past Life

When Jiuhua Shangxian returned to his palace, Xianzhu and Yudai immediately greeted him with a panicked expression: "Shangxian," Xianzhu called out in a panic and extremely unnaturally.

It's a pity that the Immortal Jiuhua didn't notice this at all, she just frowned and said: "By the way, the peony in my garden can be cultivated into a human form. Can you persuade her to cultivate her body and mind, and work hard to become a fairy?"

"Hey, Jiuhua Shangxian has such a high integrity, just after meeting his lover, he came to care about Peony. It's not because he is guilty, he wants to divert his attention." An arrogant and domineering figure appeared in front of Jiuhua Shangxian.

The Immortal Jiuhua looked at the awesome fox fur, and then at the well-dressed face in the fox fur, a trace of impatience flashed in his heart, but he said very restrainedly: "The Immortal Yuehua, I don't know if you come here. What is there to do?"

Hua Shangxian every month is very angry when she hears others calling her. As early as tens of thousands of years ago, she was a Shangxian, and now she is still a Shangxian. Many years ago, a small fairy has been equal to her at this moment Oh, damn it, what is she relying on?Just because Xianjun likes her, can a villain succeed?
What if Xianjun knew——she went to a private meeting with Demon Lord?
There was a strange smile on the corner of Yuehua's mouth, and she stared coldly at Jiuhua's plain face.

Jiuhua frowned and said: "Yuehua, don't spit blood on people. When will Ben Shangxian meet a lover? If you want to do this again, Ben Shangxian will go to Xiandi to sue you."

As soon as I said this, I heard a communication from outside: "The Immortal Emperor has arrived——"

Jiuhua glanced at Yuehua indifferently, knowing that Yuehua must have done a good thing, but he did not have any fault, Jiuhua did not believe that the Immortal Emperor would be so indiscriminate...

At this time, auspicious clouds were everywhere, and all the immortals came surrounded by the emperor's money brought by Eguanbo. Jiuhua never looked up at the face of the emperor every time he went to a banquet, but she was not interested.

Her interests are in the oddities of time, or in little elves, who lend a helping hand when she needs guidance the most.

"Shangxian Jiuhua, I heard that you once lived in the cave of the Demon Lord, is there such a thing?" asked the Immortal Emperor.

Jiuhua raised his head and glanced casually, just as the clouds and mists were lingering, he could not see the appearance of the Immortal Emperor, so he gave up and replied respectfully: "Exactly, but I..."

"The Demon Lord personally sent you back, and you were not even damaged, but." The Immortal Emperor continued to press.

"Yes, but I..." Jiuhua faintly felt that something was wrong.

"Bold, if the Immortal Emperor asks a question, you only need to answer the question, and you are not allowed to disobey...!" the immortal official in charge of etiquette snapped.

Jiuhua's hand on his side tightened slightly, and a surge of anger in his heart caused a dull pain in his chest. Wouldn't it be possible to endure humiliation by asking such questions.

She couldn't believe that the Immortal Emperor whom she had always respected so much looked like this.

Jiuhua gritted his teeth, feeling an inexplicable grief in his heart, too sad to speak.

(End of this chapter)