The Hou clan has just had a new clan leader named Hou Fanzeng. He is a very young clan leader. He is not over two hundred years old, but his strength has reached the sixth level of star pattern.
Hou Fanzeng and Yang Jinghai were from the same period, and he was also one of the top 100 Tianlong Rankings at that time.
There are also two Tongtian protectors, and they also came out for the sake of Shensuanlou.
If only Yang Wu came here, they would never give up this face.
Hou Fanzeng politely entertained Yang Wu and Mo Dashuan: "You two, please have some tea. This is the holy tea grown by our tribe and will not be sold to outsiders."
Yang Wu and Mo Dashuan were not polite, they deserved such hospitality.
After drinking tea, Mo Dashuan said: "I don't know if Master Houquan is in the clan. I came to visit him on the order of the host."
Houfanzeng and the other two Tongtian all looked surprised. It was obvious that the master's status was extraordinary among the Hou clan.
A Tongtian answered and said: "My ancestors have been in seclusion for many years. If you have any questions, you can tell us the same thing."
"I must be asking for land for the Yang family. It's better not to talk about it." The other Tongtian had a bad temper and his words were extremely harsh.
"I am just here to deliver a message on the order of the original poster. This is the original owner's handwriting. Please inform Lord Xiangquan. He will definitely come out." Mo Dashu took out a divine edict and stressed.
Even though Mo Da even talked about this, they couldn't finish what they said, so they took the manuscript and went to report it.
Not long after, an old figure descended into the hall. This was a clone of divine will.
"What does the fortune teller want from me? Do you want me to repay the favor?" The old figure looked at Mo Dashuan and asked.
"That's right." Mo Dashuan responded, and then he said: "The poster hopes that you can cooperate with Patriarch Yang Wu to understand some things."
At this time, Hou Qianqian turned his attention to Yang Wu and said: "It is really formidable to be able to make the fortune teller come forward."
After a pause, he said, "Tell me what it is."
Before Yang Wu could speak, Houfanzeng said: "Old ancestor, he wants Houtu."
"Is that all?" Hou Quan responded dissatisfied, and then said, "Just give him some."
At this time, Yang Wu had the opportunity to speak: "I'm not in a hurry about Hou Tu. I just want to find someone. I wonder where Hou Youdie is?"
Hou Fanzeng narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "What are you looking for her for?"
"You don't need to ask, I just need to see her." Yang Wu responded.
Without waiting for Yang Wu to reply, Hou Qian said: "The person you are looking for is dead, you can leave."
"How did she die?" Yang Wu asked.
"This is a matter for my descendants, and it's not your turn to come and see the guests off." Hou Quanqian obviously didn't want to get involved in the matter, so he issued an eviction order in displeasure.
Mo Dashuan said: "Master Hou, my landlord said that you must try your best to cooperate with Patriarch Yang Wu, so that your descendants can avoid the catastrophe. If you don't cooperate, your descendants will be exterminated in the future."
"But did the fortune teller say it himself?" Hou Qianqian asked with narrowed eyes.
"That's right, I don't dare to pass on the original poster's handwriting randomly." Mo Dashu nodded heavily.
"Okay, come to my place and talk. This is not the place to talk." Hou Qianqian's attitude softened and he responded.
Yang Wu and Mo Dashuan were taken to the forbidden area of the Hou clan, which was also the place where Hou Quan retreated.
Hou Quan finally saw them in his true form.
"Ask what you want to know."
"I want to know something about Hou Youdie."
"She is indeed dead. She was crushed to death by her brother, who was the newly deposed clan leader."
"Beast, why did he do such a thing?" Yang Wu roared with great anger, and then he showed a sad look and said: "Where is she buried? I want to pay her respects."
"She was not buried, her body was taken away," Hou Qian responded.
Yang Wu said impatiently: "Can you tell me about her in detail? I don't want to ask and answer like this. I want to know everything about her in the past few years."
Hou Qianqian took a deep look at Yang Wu and told Yang Wu what he knew.
As the ancestor of the Hou Clan, he possesses overlord-level fighting power and is the one who speaks the truth among the Hou Clan. It is easy to understand something about Hou Youdie. He has already understood clearly about Hou Youdie.
When Yang Wu heard what Hou Qi said, he was shocked.
Hou Youdie became pregnant after she returned to her clan a few years ago. She was pregnant for several years before giving birth to the child. As a result, she was persecuted by her brother. The child might be a demon species, possessing holy power after birth, and He was not killed, but was rescued by a mysterious strong man.
It turns out that the demon species might really be his child.
"Master Hou, can you bring me one of Miss Hou Youdie's personal belongings? I want to have a fortune telling." Mo Dazuan said.
Of course Hou Qiang would not refuse this small request.
Soon, someone sent Hou Youdie a hair accessory.
"Clan Chief Yang Wu, give me a drop of blood essence." Mo Dashuan said again.
Yang Wu did not refuse. He knew what Mo Dashuan meant, and he also wanted to know whether the answer was the same as what the divine fortune teller had calculated before.
The essence and blood dripped on the hair ornament. Mo Dashu placed it on the turtle shell and began to calculate.
After a while, Mo Dayuan looked at the calculation results and nodded gently to Yang Wu: "This is the dew hexagram, and it also includes the mother and child hexagram."
He didn't say it too clearly, but Yang Wu heard it clearly.
Yang Wu's heart seemed to be severely tugged, and his breathing became much heavier.
The demon was indeed his child, and Youdie died because of it.
Hou Qian squinted his eyes, and he already understood what they were talking about in his wise eyes.
"Is that child your child?" Hou Qian asked with an unhappy expression.
Yang Wu took a quick look and nodded feebly: "If the prediction is correct, it must be true."
"Do you know that women from my clan will not have relations with people outside the clan?" Hou Quanquan's aura locked on Yang Wu and said.
"Now is not the time to worry about this. It is better to find the demon seed first. He is the source of trouble and must be eliminated." Mo Dashuan persuaded.
Suddenly, Yang Wu roared angrily: "How can my son be the source of trouble? Don't talk nonsense."
He felt uncomfortable having an extra son inexplicably, but with that kind of blood relationship, he would never allow others to talk about his son.
"Boy, you dare to insult the women of my descendants, this debt cannot be settled lightly." Hou Quanquan said quietly.
"Who insulted her? It was she who fell in love with me and asked me to help her escape from this prison. She said that all your descendants are perverts and there is no normal person." Yang Wu responded losing his mind.
"How brave!" Hou Qian shouted, crushing towards Yang Wu with a majestic momentum.
Yang Wu resisted with all his strength and fell backwards to sit down.
"I'm afraid you won't succeed." Yang Wu is also someone who has experienced the battlefield in Shenxiao. He has faced many powerful god-level experts, and he is not afraid of the stage. He is full of energy and is ready to fight with Hou Quan.
Mo Dashuan quickly broke up the fight and said: "Don't fight, don't fight, please give the host some face."
The fortune teller still had a lot of face, Hou Qianqian suppressed his anger, Yang Wu also calmed down, regained his senses, and said to Mo Dashuan: "I'm sorry, Master Mo, but I hope I won't be so arbitrary in saying that he is a demon." Damn, he is still a child, if I find him, I will definitely be able to discipline him and I will definitely prevent him from becoming a demon."
"Hmph, if you find a member of my descendant's clan, you will naturally be disciplined by my descendant's clan." Hou Quanquan snorted coldly.
Even if it is a demon species, it is still a born holy infant. As long as you put all your efforts into cultivating it, it will definitely have a bright future, and maybe there will be another descendant who ascends to the divine realm.
"Don't your descendants dislike people whose bloodline is tainted?" Yang Wu said tit for tat.
Before Hou Qian could get angry, Mo Dashu hurriedly said: "Chief Yang Wu, if you have a way to solve the bloodline problem, please help the Hou clan. This matter will be settled now."
"Even if there is, I don't want to let them get it." Yang Wuda felt disgusted with the humanity of his descendants.
"Boy, do you want to die? Do you really think that my descendants ask you for help?" Hou Qianquan shouted.
When Mo Dayuan saw this, he could only tear apart the divine decree: "Please invite the poster, I can't suppress them anymore."
The divine fortune teller's willpower came.
After Hou Qianqian saw the divine fortune teller, he quickly saluted respectfully and said: "Master divine fortune teller."
This is an overlord-level figure, and he must bow to the divine fortune teller when he sees him, which shows how high the divine fortune teller's status is in the extraordinary world.
Yang Wu also saluted him.
He had to be respectful to the other party who successively succeeded in his misfortune. Everyone had to maintain a sufficient attitude of awe for such unpredictable figures.
"I believe you all understand the matter. As for what will happen next, you actually can't decide. The demon species has room to grow, and your descendants can't contain it." The fortune teller said quietly, and then he looked at Yang Wu Said: "He and you are father and son, and we will meet one day. If he brings trouble to the common people and becomes an enemy of all creatures in the world, what will you do?"
"I..." Yang Wu didn't know how to answer for a while.
"He is your fault, so only you can save him. Think about it yourself." The fortune teller advised.
Yang Wu thought about it calmly, and then said seriously: "You are right, he is my son, I have the responsibility to save him, even if he is the enemy of the world, I will protect him, no one can even think of hurting him. A cold hair at the root.”
The fortune teller was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and sighed: "Oh, this is your life and death, and it is also a great catastrophe!"
After saying that, his willpower quietly disappeared.
After the fortune teller left, Hou Quanquan looked at Yang Wu and said, "Boy, do you really have a way to solve the hidden danger of my descendants' bloodline?"
Yang Wu ignored Hou Qiqun, but looked at Mo Dashuan and said, "It's time for us to say goodbye."
"Don't be so shameless, kid." Hou Qian was angry.
Yang Wu responded: "If you let me see her brother, I will help your descendants."
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