Vol 2 Chapter 674: -Surprise

Mulianxin said that there is no place for the deputy patriarch of the Lihuo tribe, what use is you for me.
When she just wanted to tell A Jie not to do this, suddenly, she caught a glimpse of a figure at the entrance of the cave. At that time, she was taken aback, but she thought she was wrong.
But after the Mulianzi rubbed his eyes several times, his heart instantly became cold.
She recognized the person standing at the entrance of the cave, and was immediately shocked: "Ji Thief!!!"
A Jie who picked up the bowl to drink water frowned and said, "Mulian, if you want to return to the Lihuo tribe, you can't shout like that. You have to call the patriarch like me. Originally, the patriarch is not satisfied with you. , You still call the name of the patriarch, how can this work."
Mulian ignored A Jie, but couldn't help but let out a beating sound.
Seeing this, A Jie was stunned for a moment, and asked what happened to the Mulian?
He followed Mulian’s gaze and looked backwards. When A Jie turned his head and saw a figure standing holding an iron spear at the entrance of the cave, he was immediately frightened. The bowl in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter and fell to pieces. Shattered.
"Clan, Lord Patriarch..."
A Jie murmured.
The Ji thief standing at the entrance of the cave raised his head when he heard the words, and glanced at A Jie and Mulian.
For a time, both of them let the powerful aura of Ji Thief's body be suppressed.
Ji thief carried the iron spear upside down and stepped forward in the direction of Mulian.
With a squeak, A Jie stood up and stopped in front of Mulian, opened his arms to protect Mulian, looked at the thief, and stuttered: "Clan, patriarch, no, no."
The thief Ji raised his eyes to look at A Jie, and said softly, "Get out of the way."
With a thump, A Jie knelt directly on the ground holding Ji Thief's thigh: "Master Patriarch, don't, don't hurt Mulian."
Ji Zei turned his head abruptly, looking at A Jie with a sad expression on his face.
In those eyes, there was disappointment, annoyance, and hatred.
"A Jie, I'll say it one last time, you let me go."
A Jie cried and said, "Master Patriarch, don't, don't, all this is my fault, I should not lie to you, you must not hurt Mulian."
Ji Thief shouted annoyed and kicked A Jie away: "Get out of here!"
A Jie was kicked over four or five somersaults, and lying on the ground, Ji Thief turned around and pointed at A Jie with a spear, "I will settle accounts with you when I go back."
Immediately, Ji Thief turned around and pointed the iron spear at Mulian.
The latter screamed in fright, and hurriedly stepped back.
She took a step back, and the thief took a step forward.
Soon, Mulian retreated irretrievably, and Ji Thief's iron spear was directly attached to her throat.
The distance between the two, as long as the Ji thief exerts a little force, the iron spear will pierce the neck and throat of Mulian.
"Mulian, you have a big life, you are still alive."
Mulian gritted her teeth and stared at Ji Zei closely with her eyes: "Spare my life, I will leave A Jie and leave the Eastern Plain."
Ji Zei narrowed his eyes: "Do you think this is possible?"
Ji Thief’s words made Mulian annoyed, and she roared: "Damn Ji Thief, why, why didn't you let me go? Why did I mess with you? I just want to live. Is it wrong to live? Let me go, I will never go against you, really!"
Ji Thief shook his head: "If it was before, I might let you go, but now."
Mulian couldn't help but feel stunned, and then asked in pain, "Why? It's because I think differently from you? As long as you let me go, I can promise you anything, really."
"Qingfeng tribe’s method of breaking the rocket with clay tiles, you told Bu, you want to continue to wipe out the Lihuo tribe with Bu’s hand and destroy me."
When this sentence fell, Mulian's eyes stared together: "Ji, Ji thief, you, don't talk nonsense!"
A Jie was also stunned and looked at Mulian and said, "Mulian, is that right?"
Mulian shook her head quickly: "A Jie, you, don't listen to Ji thief, I, how could I take revenge on Lihuo tribe, you know, I went to Qingfeng tribe for you."
Ji Thief shouted violently: "You still lied! I had already interrogated the senior Qingfeng leaders when I came here. Could they still lie to me for harming you? Mulian! When will you pretend!"
While speaking, Ji Thief's iron spear was handed a centimeter forward.
Suddenly, Mulian's neck was cut open by the thief, and the blood rolled down.
Looking at Ji Zei's angry face, Mulian gritted her teeth secretly. She knew that she would be sad this time.
The only A Jie who could save himself, at this time, was also shaken by Ji Thief's words.
Damn, this stupid A Jie, when he came, didn't he see if there was anyone behind him? Damn, damn!
Sure enough, no matter when you rely on anyone, it is better to rely on yourself.
Thinking of this, Mulian raised her head with a sad expression. From a distance, she seemed to have given up: "Ji Thief, you don't have to say bad things about me in front of A Jie. Just want to kill me, I know, you can do it. Don't tell me so badly, A Jie will be sad."
Just this sentence made Ji Thief curse the cunning guy.
What Mulian said made it difficult for herself to pick up.
She didn't admit whether she did something bad at all, but just said you don't say me so bad.
With this move, retreating is advancing, so Ji Thief really doesn't know what to do.
Even if he listed the charges against Mulian, would A Jie think so?
This infatuated fool was afraid that it would be sad because of Mulian's A Jie, and he had already lost his correct judgment ability.
Sure enough, looking back, A Jie behind him was exactly as expected.
"You are more difficult to deal with than Qingfeng tribe." Ji Thief lowered his voice.
Mulian didn't speak, she still looked like she went to death generously.
Upon seeing this, Ji thief gritted his teeth, with an iron spear in his hand to stab forward.
However, before Ji thief could move, a loud shout came from behind him: "Master Patriarch, don't!"
Ji Zei turned his head, only to see that A Jie stood up tremblingly.
He held the stone spear next to the floor in his hand, a blood-stained stone spear.
The tip of the stone spear was facing him, and immediately Ji thief was stupid, he couldn't believe his eyes.
Even Ji Thief suspected that he had an illusion: "Ah, A Jie, you, are you serious?"
A Jie pointed the stone spear tremblingly at Ji thief, tears streaming down his face, and roared with a solemn expression: "Master Patriarch, I, I beg you, you, don't you hurt Mulian, okay? Don't hurt her! I am willing to give up the position of deputy patriarch and leave the Lihuo tribe. I beg your patriarch, let her go."
Seeing A Jie's appearance, Ji Thief couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, as if someone grabbed his heart with his hand and pulled it down forcefully.
For a long time, Ji Thief came down cruelly, gritted his teeth and said, "A Jie, even if you hate me in the future, I will not let Mulian go today. You don’t understand her at all! You are with her, sooner or later It will kill you, listen to me, and forget about Manglietia."
With the effort to speak, Ji Thief once again pointed the iron spear at Mulian.
This time, he made up his mind to kill Mulian anyway.
This woman gave Ji Thief too much sense of crisis.
In the past, whether it was Black Mountain, White Fox, Songzan or Qingfeng, no matter how powerful they were, everyone could unite and defeat the enemy.
But Mulian alone, despite her weak power, was the only enemy who destroyed the Lihuo tribe internally and caused A Jie to take up arms against her.
Seeing Ji Thief’s expression, Mulian knew that he was murderous, and said in a panic: "A Jie, save me, save me!"
Ji thief gritted his teeth: "Shut up!"
With that, Ji Thief stabbed the iron spear forward.
"Master Patriarch, don't!"
Puffed out.
Burst sound.
Mulian's closed eyes opened.
Ji Zei had an unbelievable expression in front of him. On Ji Zei's chest, the stone spear pointed out the tip of the spear.
Behind him, A Jie was stupefied like a puppet. He stared blankly at the stone spear in his hand, reacted suddenly, yelled in fright, and quickly let go of his hand, staggering back: "Clan, patriarch My lord, I, I, I didn't mean it, I, I, yes, sorry, sorry!!!"
Ji Zei just wanted to speak, but a sense of powerlessness surged into his mind and emptied all his energy.
With a plop, Ji Thief's legs softened and fell directly to the ground.