The little princess was torn, and the demon emperor patched her up

Chapter 179 He Doesn’t Want to Be a Poor Guy Anymore
Xiao Baojing's face twisted, he covered his mouth and nose, turned around and threw himself into Shang Bingjiu's arms: "It stinks!"

Even the Emperor of Wei and all the civil and military officials could not help but raise their sleeves to cover their noses, enduring the overwhelming stench and asking: "Great Witch, what on earth is going on?!"

The young man who stood there stiffly had no face, only a cluster of green flames burning in his head, which looked like anger and shame.

Xiao Yulou walked down the white marble steps.

With a cold face, she walked to the box, stared down at the person inside, and ordered, "Pull him out."

The guards covered their faces with sweat towels, put on leather gloves with disgust, and dragged the people out.

Everyone looked around quickly.

The pile of things spread on the ground can no longer be called people.

Although he was wearing expensive and luxurious clothes, one could still see that his skin was rotting and his hair was falling off. His bones hit the floor tiles, making a crisp sound as they could not bear the weight, and they bent into a frightening and strange arc. The filth of pus and blood spread under his body, and the air became increasingly smelly and pungent.

Xiao Baojing couldn't stop nausea after just one look.

When she thought about how she had been in that box with such a rotten thing, she wanted to take a bath again!

Xiao Yulou lowered his eyes.

It was this pile of things that tortured her for more than half a year.

She clenched her hands and looked at the Emperor of Wei coldly: "So, Your Majesty, do you believe what I say?"

The Emperor of Wei had a gloomy face and just looked at the young man, hoping that he could give him an explanation.

Shang Bingjiu put his arm around Xiao Baojing's slender waist and snapped his fingers with the other hand.

The young man regained his freedom, and his hand holding the green lantern was shaking violently.

He suddenly turned around and ran away.

His skin softened into pus at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the glass lamp in his hand fell to the ground. The green wick merged with the flame in his skull, and it leaped forward like a will-o'-the-wisp and fled.

"catch him!"

The Emperor of Wei gave the order.

The palace's royal demon-slayers immediately made hand gestures and used various formations to form a net to force the green flame back.

It had nowhere to escape, and finally it drilled directly into the rotten body!
The Emperor of Wei took a few steps forward and asked anxiously, "Great Witch, what is going on?! Is what they said true?!"

The pile of "thing" collapsed on the ground, stretched out its festering hands, barely holding onto the box, and tremblingly tried to stand up again. Blood mixed with pus flowed down, staining the gorgeous clothes into a dirty color.

As the wind blew up his sleeves, everyone could see clearly that only the wrist bone was left of his other arm. He really had lost a hand just as Xiao Baojing said!

"I..." Perhaps because he hadn't been back to this body for a long time, he was no longer familiar with opening his mouth to speak, so his pronunciation was very difficult and old, "I am the Great Witch, Wu Xiaoai..."

The square was silent.

Wu Xiaoer looked around and everyone was staring at him with different expressions, some were confused, some were sympathetic, but more were disgust.

How dare they hate him!
He hadn't seen this kind of gaze for a long, long time...

Ever since he became the Great Wizard of the Green Lantern, he has been revered by thousands of people. He has his own followers, and he even has his own temple and incense like that evil god! He is clearly a being on par with gods!
But the look in these people's eyes now reminded him of the way those people looked at him hundreds of years ago.

He doesn't want to go back to the past!
He doesn't want to be a poor wretch anymore!

Intense shame and anger surged in his heart. He trembled all over and subconsciously raised his sleeves to cover his face. He screamed, "Don't look at me. Don't look at me! I am a great wizard of the human race. Who allowed you to look directly at me?!"

Xiao Yulou said coldly: "What great witch? You are nothing but a lewd villain who steals other people's incense! You burned down the academy, killed countless students and great scholars, and have been killing women for hundreds of years. It is not too much to be torn into pieces by five horses!"

"It is your honor to serve me!" Wu Xiaoer shouted, but he felt inferior because of his old and rotten body, and hunched over. "I am a great witch respected by everyone. I am much nobler than you ordinary people. I will become a god in the future! You lowly servants can serve me and give birth to my children. This is the blessing you have cultivated for several lifetimes!"

"Screw you!"

A woman with a strong temper got so angry that she kicked him!
The kick was so strong that it made a big hole in Wu Xiaoer's chest!

She pulled her foot back with disdain: "I find it disgusting to kick you!"

Wu Xiaoer got up and said angrily, "I have devoted my life to the human race. Is the Emperor of Wei going to watch them humiliate me like this? Don't forget that it was I who came up with the idea of the God-Slaying Arrow! Without me, you would never have been able to defeat Shang Jiu!"

"Are you offering advice for the human race, or for yourself?!" Xiao Baojing mercilessly exposed his lies, "You want to live forever, but unfortunately the human body cannot bear such a long life. So you just want to use the human race to defeat my husband so that you can occupy his body!"

My husband...

Being addressed like this by Xiao Baojing in front of the king and his ministers of Wei State, Shang Bingjiu put his hands in his pockets and a charming smile appeared on his foxy face.

He touched Xiao Baojing's head and praised: "My little princess is so smart. No conspiracy or trick can be hidden from you."

A coaxing tone.

Xiao Baojing's ears turned red from his praise, and a few fresh and beautiful orange flowers bloomed on his head.

"You're talking nonsense!" Wu Xiao'er's voice trembled, "I... I'm clearly doing this for the human race!"

"A vain and selfish person like you wouldn't go to great lengths for the human race!"

A young girl who had been bullied by him said nothing and kicked him from behind.

Wu Xiaoer's leg bone was broken, and he fell to the ground unexpectedly, and simply crawled towards the Emperor of Wei anxiously.

He climbed and shouted: "Emperor of Wei, you can see that they are monsters and I am a human. If you don't believe me, do you want to believe them? Don't you hate monsters the most? You even said that you want me to be a teacher for your son. I am highly respected and have lived as long as Peng Zu. How can you not believe me?!"

The Emperor of Wei had a complicated expression.

The old man in the distance was dragging his broken body with a trail of yellow and disgusting pus behind him, emitting a foul smell in the square.

His face was also covered with ulcers, and his eyeballs were dim and cloudy, like glass balls that could not be wiped clean, hanging precariously on his cheeks, and looked dirty at first glance.

The Emperor of Wei took two steps back subconsciously: "You are scarier than a demon."

It is true that he hates monsters.

He has also always believed that the human race is nobler than the demon race.

But Wu Xiaoer simply amazed him and made him have a new understanding of the scum among the human race!
"How can you think so?" Wu Xiaoer refused to give up. He crawled like a worm and supported himself to his feet. He raised his horrible face full of pus and smiled at him. "We are of the same race. We should be of one mind! I just burned a few people to death and took the innocence of a few women. What's the big deal?! I am a great witch and you are a king. We are born nobler than others. Isn't it normal for us to let those lowly women serve us?!"

As he spoke, he touched the Emperor of Wei's boots, trying to get his approval.