Quick Wear: The Crazy Host is the Paranoid's Treasure

Chapter 464 Ji Bai 9

"Don't...don't kill my grandma!!"

Ji Bai on horseback paused for a moment, the spear spun in his palm, and then stopped suddenly. The silver spear let out a tiger roar, and the spear stopped half a centimeter in front of the old man's neck.

In the distance, a little girl with two buns on her hair stumbled over, knelt down and cried, looking at the man on the horse, with tears streaming down her face, she kowtowed and said, "Please... don't hurt my grandma, we won't resist, please... let us go..."

The soldiers who were breaking through the city gate behind them were accustomed to such scenes.

They are people who work for their country, and the emperor's orders are hard to disobey. Whoever the emperor wants to die at three o'clock in the morning will not live before five o'clock.

But since the general didn't move, they naturally didn't dare to move either.

The air was quiet for a while, and the only sounds from inside the city gate were the little girl's begging and kowtowing. After a while, her forehead was hit and dark red blood flowed out.

"General, please don't kill my grandma..."

The little girl on the ground begged for mercy again and again with trembling lips. Ji Bai watched quietly, but his hand holding the silver spear slowly tightened.

The girl's voice became weaker and weaker, and a familiar yet unfamiliar scene slowly appeared before his eyes, along with a voice that was also begging for mercy.

"Brother, please..."

"Beautiful brother...please don't hurt my mother..."

All of a sudden, memories came flooding back like a tide, and his breathing suddenly stopped.

"Brother, you saved me and mother, you are a good person."

"You are a very good person, and you will definitely live a happy life in the future."

"Please save yourself from this world's fire and water again and again, three times and three times without fail, a thousand times without hesitation."

In an instant, the blood in his body seemed to boil again, but the next second his mind went blank for a moment.

After a long time, he came to his senses and slowly retracted the spear in his hand.

"General, the court means..."

Ji Bai glanced at him, and the man immediately shut his mouth and dared not speak again.

There was no more noisy voices. He lowered his eyes and looked down at the little girl who was still kowtowing. After a while, he withdrew his gaze indifferently, turned his horse's head, and walked towards the center of the city - he never raised the spear in his hand again.

The news that there was no massacre soon reached the court, but the court did not punish him in the end. It just made him stay in this poor and underdeveloped Xiaochi city forever.

Ji Bai stayed in this world for a long time before leaving.

After leaving this world, he did not go to other worlds, but found a corner outside the three thousand worlds as he had thought before accepting these powers.

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Three thousand years later, Ji Bai, who was almost turned into stone in the corner, slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at the vast starry sky in front of him for a long time, then lowered his eyes to look at his hands.

The palm turned over and slowly spread out, and the white light in the palm flickered like candlelight.

The white light illuminated his face, and the enchanting red mole at the corner of his eye emitted a bloodthirsty red light. As the sun, moon and stars moved, the light of the red mole at the corner of his eye gradually dimmed.

In the following time, he walked aimlessly in the three thousand worlds, watching people walk along their own life trajectories like a bystander, and never interfering in their affairs.

He walked through crowds of people and crossed mountains. He saw two people quarreling and fighting over a plastic bottle, and he also saw a group of people fighting for treasures.

Those people could see him, and perhaps because the aura he exuded was too terrifying, everyone unconsciously stood away from him.

He is like a person independent of everyone, walking alone in the world and existing in solitude.

The days went by one after another, and he didn't know how long he had lived.

Until one day, the unforgettable piercing pain came again. He was caught off guard and fell to his knees in pain, covering his heart with his hands as if it had been scraped by a knife. A thin layer of sweat soon seeped out of his forehead, his face turned pale, and his breathing became rapid.

Sweat slowly flowed down his face, condensed into beads on his chin, and fell heavily to the ground. He was trembling all over, and his mind was blank.

This kind of pain lasted for a long time, until he became numb from the pain, and then the heart-wrenching pain slowly faded away.

Ji Bai was panting and adjusting his breathing, and a guess suddenly flashed through his blank mind.

—They were going to kill him.

That exquisite and beautiful face, which was created by the work of nature, was now pale and bloodless, but it was filled with a strong murderous aura.

When the second piercing pain came, he clenched his back teeth and mobilized all his strength to try to suppress the pain, but to no avail. He was still sweating profusely from the pain, and even because of his resistance, the pain did not show any sign of stopping for a long time.

He had not surrendered easily ten thousand years ago. He gritted his teeth and tore through time and space with the piercing pain. In public view of the whole world, he used the long sword condensed from divine power to wipe out the notorious tyrant of this world.

After the head fell to the ground, a stabbing pain as if the soul was being pulled out of the body suddenly hit Ji Bai. Because of the strong malice, his legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.

He bit his lips tightly, bright red blood slowly flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he managed to stand with difficulty.

At the same time, a bolt of lightning suddenly fell from the sky and struck straight towards him.

Ji Bai endured the pain and raised his hand to block the purple lightning with his sword.

[Souls from another world! They disrupt the trajectory of the world and must be destroyed! ]

A strange voice sounded beside his ears, but Ji Bai ignored it. Instead, he quickly tore through time and space to go to another world, picked up the sword and chopped off the demon that had ruled the world for a thousand years.

The strange voice chased him, shouting and killing, and purple lightning struck him one after another. After Ji Bai raised his sword to block it with cold sweat all over his body, he continued to ignore the voice, tearing through time and space, and slashing at the top malice of the next world with a long sword in hand.

But when he was about to chop down, the piercing pain suddenly stopped.

But Ji Bai did not retract his sword. His rich divine power turned into a sharp blade and chopped straight at the sleeping ultimate villain.

"Rumble--"

Purple lightning struck towards him on time. Ji Bai looked up as if he had just been pulled out of the water. The red mole at the end of his eye was enchantingly blood red. At this moment, there was no expression on his face. He was as cold as Yama from hell, and his whole body exuded a chilling murderous aura.