Hong Huang: The Three Pure Ones must also call me Second Uncle

"What? You're all mute! Do you have to ask me, your second uncle, to take your heads off and pick your throats?" Hong Yuan raised his lips slightly, revealing a faint smile, which was like a gentle spring breeze, seemingly warm and pleasant.

But the words that came out of his mouth were so vicious and cruel.

When the ancestor witches heard this, their bodies trembled involuntarily, and they lowered their heads and shrank their necks tightly.

They didn't dare to look up at all, for fear that their eyes would meet their second uncle's.

Their hearts were still pounding, and they kept muttering to themselves.

"Don't call me, don't call me..."

If their second uncle asked them to fight, they would be happy. Fighting is what they like the most!

But it was a bit difficult for them to answer the question.

Apart from paying attention to their second uncle, when have they ever paid attention to the creatures in the outside world?

After all, they are the authentic Pangu, and they have the protection of their second uncle. They have long transcended the prehistoric world, so why should they care about those prehistoric creatures outside?

Seeing that no one answered him, Hong Yuan slowly turned his head to look at Hou Tu beside him, and asked kindly: "Hou Tu, tell me!"

Hearing her second uncle calling her, Hou Tu shuddered, then raised her head and waited to see the kind and gentle face of her second uncle.

She burst into tears.

While crying, she shook her head violently, choking with tears and saying: "Second uncle... I... I don't know..."

Seeing Hou Tu's tearful appearance, Hong Yuan smiled and slowly stretched out his hand.

He gently placed it on Hou Tu's head.

Just when Hou Tu thought that she would be stuck into the ground like Gong Gong and the others, Hong Yuan just rubbed her head.

He didn't say much.

Hou Tu felt the soft hand on her head and was stunned for a moment, even her tears stopped at this moment.

Eh... I was not penetrated by my second uncle...

When Di Jiang and others saw this scene, they also breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, the second uncle still loves them.

The next second, Hong Yuan's eyes fell on Di Jiang.

As the eldest brother of Zu Wu and others, now is his chance to show his ability to his younger brothers and sisters.

So, Hong Yuan asked Di Jiang: "Di Jiang, as their eldest brother, you speak!"

Di Jiang's face turned pale instantly when he heard this, but he had to listen to his second uncle's words.

So, he raised his head with difficulty, forcing himself to endure the endless bitterness and grievances in his heart.

He forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.

His lips trembled slightly, and his voice was as small as a mosquito: "Second uncle, I think there may be room for this matter. Why don't we calm down and observe carefully? At the beginning, we really didn't look too carefully..."

Dijiang said while carefully glancing at his second uncle's face, fearing that he would bring disaster if he said something wrong.

And Hong Yuan did not disappoint Dijiang's expectations. Just after he finished speaking, Dijiang suddenly felt his head sink.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Dijiang, like Gonggong and Zhurong before, was stuck straight into the ground.

Seeing the miserable state of their eldest brother, the other ancestors who had just breathed a sigh of relief suddenly felt their hearts tighten again.

They looked at Hou Tu beside Hong Yuan with a dull look, their eyes full of disbelief.

Why... Hou Tu is fine? !

Hou Tu was also a little confused at this time, but when she saw the other ancestor witches looking at her with disbelief, she couldn't help but feel happy.

She subconsciously rubbed Hong Yuan's big hand on her forehead.

Second uncle... the best...

Seeing this, Xuan Ming subconsciously looked at Hou Tu's appearance, and then looked at herself, and seemed to have discovered something in her heart.

So, she bravely ran to Hong Yuan's side and called him "Second Uncle" in a soft and delicate voice.

Hong Yuan looked at Xuan Ming, as one of his few nieces in the prehistoric world, and also reached out his hand to gently rub her head.

With a kind and gentle face, he said softly: "Good boy~"

When the other ancestor witches saw this scene, they understood it instantly.

It turns out that the second uncle likes women.

You should have said it earlier...

At this point, the rest of the ancestor witches changed into women's appearances, recalling the actions of Hou Tu and Xuan Ming just now, and began to imitate them.

Some even went beyond them.

Suddenly, the ancestor witches who had just looked like strong men turned into girls, covering their faces, looking at Hong Yuan with a shy face, and shouting in a shy and charming voicesaid:

"Second Uncle~"

Suddenly, these ancestor witches felt an indescribable coldness falling on them.

When they saw the second uncle, they found that his face was black!

The corners of his mouth kept twitching.

And that cold feeling was emanating from their own second uncle.

Anyone who saw this scene could feel the strong murderous intent emanating from Hong Yuan.

Seeing this scene, except for Xuanming and Hou Tu, the hearts of the other ancestor witches could not help but "click".

There was only one thought in their minds.

It's bad! !

My life is over!

But before they thought for too long, they felt a sudden pain in their foreheads, and then, a loud "boom" composed of several sounds rang in their ears.

It was deafening, as if the brain was cracked.

They didn't even have time to think carefully about how many sounds were heard. The eyes of the ancestor witches suddenly became dark and they completely lost consciousness.

Xuanming and Houtu looked at the brothers in front of them, who were stuck upside down in the ground with their heads down and their feet up.

Somehow, they were not afraid at all.

On the contrary, after the two looked at each other, their eyebrows and eyes suddenly curved, like a crescent moon reflecting a clear spring, and their cheeks were even more dimples. They covered their mouths and smiled lightly.

Hong Yuan's eyes fell on the ancestor witches stuck in the ground in front of him, and he shook his head helplessly.

He didn't know why, but he always felt that the ancestor witches in front of him seemed to be different.

He didn't know if it was because of the existence of his second uncle, the ancestor witches now had no worries about the situation outside the prehistoric world, and they were even too lazy to think.

Not only Dijiang, the head of the ancestor witches, but also Zhu Jiuyin, the think tank among the ancestor witches.

They were all so stupid that they were not presentable.