Man's "wife" crisis

"It seems that it is exactly as I expected." Xuanyuan smiled and ordered people to remove Chi You's witchcraft, and the light suddenly disappeared.

"My Xuanyuan clan has many branches, and each clan has its own artifacts. Each of these artifacts has its own magic, but...if they are put together, they will be more effective." Xuanyuan's family Looking at Yuqing, "So, I guess that the witch weapons of the Twelve Witch Clans are also self-contained. If you can store them all, they will be comparable to the artifacts of my Xuanyuan Clan. At that time, you will be as good as me." Possession by gods, longevity and heaven are just trivial things, what in the world can't we do?"

"But the twelve witch weapons are in different tribes, so I'm afraid it will be difficult to get them together." Yu Qing sighed helplessly.

"What's so difficult about this?" Xuanyuan smiled, "Haven't I gathered all the artifacts? Besides, I even got one of your witch artifacts..."

"You mean..." Yuqing was flustered, and Han Xiaomo could sense his uneasiness.

This is the reaction of one's own selfish desires when they struggle with the conscience in the heart...

"What? Are you afraid?" Xuanyuan looked at him provocatively, "The fate of the cowardly is that life is like a mayfly, and you will die at night. If you have the courage, you will be able to fight side by side with me in the future." Fight and become my partner. I obtained the ability of a demigod with the power of an artifact, and my lifespan is hundreds of years longer than ordinary people. But after all, artifacts exist for fighting, and your witch artifacts exist for protection, maybe witch artifacts The power of power is more useful than a divine weapon in prolonging life, so why is it so difficult to live forever? At least it’s not worse than my divine weapon, right?”

Pausing for a moment, seeing Yuqing looking at him suspiciously, Xuanyuan smiled and said: "You don't have to be afraid of my intentions, although the witch weapon is tempting, it is useless to me, and the inheritor of the divine weapon must not be able to tolerate it." For other abilities, if you want, it’s okay to give you this witch weapon as well.”

"No need. Thank you for letting me know." Yu Qing lowered her eyes and replied.

If they accept this witch weapon, the survivors of the Chiyou clan will definitely regard themselves as Xuanyuan clan's allies, and if they come to provoke and make trouble, if it is spread, it will definitely arouse the hostility of other witch clans.

In this way, there will only be endless troubles for the Dijiang family.

Since it is for your own selfish desires, why do you want to implicate the tribe?

Since the return of the Xuanyuan clan, Yuqing had a heavy heart, and he didn't tell anyone, including Dijiang.

But Han Xiaomo knew that it wasn't that he was unmoved, it was just that he didn't want others to worry about his decision, so he didn't show anything.

One day, Yuqing received an invitation from the Zhujiuyin clan who allied with them.

When he saw Fenghua, the great witch of the Zhujiuyin clan, that is, Dong Gua's previous life, there was a dark tide in his heart...

Fenghua invited great witches from various alliances, including Yuqing, to discuss the matter of Xuanyuan's killing of Chiyou's clan.

In their eyes, the Xuanyuan clan is vicious and evil, if they don't unite all the witch clan to resist together, they might all end up in the same fate as Chi You.

The fact that Yuqing was invited by the Xuanyuan clan a few days ago was also learned by these great witches, and they all wondered whether Yuqing wanted to join hands with the Xuanyuan clan to eliminate all the witch clan.

Facing the doubts and accusations from various ethnic groups, Yuqing has no answer, he himself is not such a person who is keen on ambition.

Whoever destroyed whom, who saved who... All of this is determined by God, as long as his cherished clansman and Dijiang are safe and sound, what does the other Wu clan have to do with him?

Perhaps it was Yuqing's lukewarm attitude that aroused the dissatisfaction of all ethnic groups.

In the beginning, it was just a movement of the corners of the mouth, but later the meeting turned into a battlefield, and many witches and witches surrounded him, besieging him alone.

Yu Qing was single-handedly weak, where there were so many opponents, she was quickly subdued by them.

They sealed Yuqing's hands and feet, and imprisoned him in the cold altar, which lasted for more than half a month.

After the great witches of all clans returned, Fenghua and Zhu Jiuyin's wizards still came every day to force Yuqing to sever contact with the Xuanyuan clan.

"I have nothing to do with him..." Yuqing is so innocent. No one believes that he and Xuanyuan just met by chance. The corners of his mouth were all torn.

In the end, Yuqing stopped talking, he just occasionally raised his eyes and looked at him resentfully when Dong Gua was around in his previous life.

It seems that it is impossible to borrow the witch weapon from them, but if you want to snatch it, where did you come from.

"As long as you give up the position of great witch and let other wizards in your clan replace you to cooperate with us, we will let you go back." Fenghua stood in front of him again and said a little arrogantly.

But soon, he heard another voice, echoing in the stone room, revealing layers of chill.

"The great witch of my Dijiang clan... do you want me to intervene in the selection?"

Fenghua was shocked, because this place is very close to the altar of the Zhujiuyin clan, and the surrounding area is covered with enchantments, which is not accessible to ordinary people.

But this person seemed to come and go freely, and his figure was not visible at all.

"Who is it?" Feng Hua hurriedly looked around, only to feel a gust of wind blowing towards his face, and then, the voice came from behind him, "You are not worthy to know my name."

"Emperor..." Yuqing raised her head, looked at the red-haired man standing beside her, tears fell uncontrollably for a moment.

When Di Jiang saw Yuqing covered in scars, his face darkened. After helping Yuqing untie the shackles, he looked at Fenghua coldly, "Is this the hospitality of your Zhujiuyin clan?"

Fenghua didn't know Dijiang's origin, but he knew how powerful he was, so he didn't dare to answer indiscriminately, but just touched his chest, ready to take out the witch weapon.

But before he could make a move, Dijiang rushed towards him like a gust of wind, and with a wave of his hand, Fenghua flew out!

His body hit the stone wall, Fenghua rolled down from the wall in embarrassment, and vomited a mouthful of blood on the spot.

Di Jiang walked in his direction again, stepped on his back, and said domineeringly: "In the future, anyone who dares to touch me casually... just wait for the clan to be wiped out!"

After finishing speaking, he kicked Fenghua away, and Fenghua passed out immediately after falling down, without any movement.

Only then did Di Jiang turn around and extended his hand to Yu Qing, "Let's go, don't come to this kind of place alone in the future."

Yuqing nodded, but her eyes looked at Fenghua, at a sharp horn protruding from the corner of his chest.

He stopped subconsciously, and there was a voice in his heart bewitching him...that was the witch weapon of the Zhu Jiuyin clan...that was something that could give him everything he wanted.

Before he could hold Dijiang's hand, footsteps could be heard outside the secret room. It seemed that they were tribal villagers who had heard the commotion and came running one after another.

Di Jiang snorted coldly, withdrew his hand, turned around and ran out of the secret room, only to hear a noise outside, which soon turned into the wailing of the villagers.

Yuqing took a few steps forward, and when he passed Fenghua, he hesitated for a moment, then squatted down, and touched Fenghua's chest with his hand.

As soon as he touched the cold sharp object, a big hand suddenly grabbed his wrist.

Yuqing was taken aback, it was too late to back down.

"What do you want to do?" Fenghua opened his eyes and looked at him coldly.

There was blood on the corner of his mouth, as if he had been seriously injured, but it was obvious that the fainting just now was just a temporary faux pas.

Yuqing wanted to break free, but was grabbed by Fenghua, and firmly stuck his neck.

"You want to snatch my witch weapon? Could it be that Xuanyuan asked you to do this to destroy us?" Fenghua pinched Yuqing almost out of breath, and at this time Dijiang was also surrounded by people outside I can't come back to save him for a while.

"The Xuanyuan family wants to annex us, it's not that easy! Even if it's destiny, we have to change him! Only our Wu clan is the best bloodline..." Fenghua looked excited, and his strength was getting bigger and bigger. If it is her son, Yuqing will definitely die!

Han Xiaomo was very anxious, but there was nothing he could do. At this moment, Yuqing suddenly put her hand on Fenghua's chest. Before Han Xiaomo understood what he wanted to do, she saw Fenghua's eyes widen suddenly, and the seven orifices were bleeding...

"You...you..." He let go of his hand and fell beside Yuqing, but he couldn't close his eyes, blood flowed from his eye sockets, his appearance was extremely tragic.

Han Xiaomo was taken aback for a moment, and soon understood what happened, but he didn't expect Yuqing to be calm and calm in the face of danger, and... ruthless!

He actually tampered with Fenghua's chest, and moved Fenghua's entire heart... alive!

After all, after killing a great witch, Yuqing panicked for a while, and after he calmed down the uneasiness in his heart, he regained his composure.

He ignored Fenghua's eyes full of hatred, tore off his clothes, and took out a pendant from inside.

The shape of the pendant looked like the fangs of a wild beast, and Han Xiaomo immediately knew that this was what they were looking for... Zhu Jiuyin's fangs!

Yuqing immediately hid his fangs in his clothes, and as soon as he stood up, he saw Dijiang coming in from the outside, and urged, "Hurry up and use magic to get out of here, there are too many people outside, I have to kill all of them one by one." trouble!"

"Hmm..." Yu Qing responded, then handed Di Jiang her hand.

Di Jiang pulled him into his arms, and then unfolded a formation, the light of the formation surrounded them, and quickly sent them to their own tribe...