Tong Su felt like she had had a long, long dream.
She dreamed that Di Jun and Di Jiang were fighting in the Zixiao Palace. The two sullen-faced boys were so frightened that they screamed hoarsely. Heaven was furious, but it could not suppress the rage of the demon clan and the witch clan.
The earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking. The light of swords, the shadows of swords, the force of fists, wind and legs were destroying everything in Zixiao Palace.
In the chaos, there was only one pair of hands, always holding her gently.
"A Tong, you wait for me, wait for me... one day -"
The hoarse voice gradually disappeared. She tried to catch it, but in vain. Her body was so weak that it seemed as if it didn't exist. Even her consciousness was almost lost. She could only watch and listen to the voice gradually fade away.
"You are so presumptuous! You are so presumptuous! This is a blatant violation of the laws of heaven. What crime should you be punished for!"
The boy could only yell these few words back and forth, cursing and running away with his head in his hands. Unfortunately, he didn't run very far before he was hit by a ray of light and fell into the depths of Zixiao Palace without knowing whether to live or die.
The riot was eventually suppressed by Tiandao. Di Jun and Di Jiang, who led the trouble, could not escape punishment. In front of Tiandao, the majestic Luo Jinxian could only kneel down and vomit blood, let alone those with lower cultivation levels.
Everyone in Zixiao Palace had more or less injuries. She was pulled from his hand, and his hand became tighter. The patterns on her body seemed to have worn his fingers. , but he didn't care.
The growl became hoarse, the fingers clenched tighter, and the more blood oozed out - she could taste his blood.
bitter.
Di Jiang was laughing: "... Where are the people who wrote the history books? His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven is so generous, we, the Wu Clan, can't help but be grateful, right?"
"Come on, write it down! 'Emperor Jun gave Yi a red bow and plain leather to support the country, and Yi was the first to bear all the hardships in the country.' - Thank you so much, Your Majesty, Emperor Jun, for giving us a magic weapon of the Wu clan!" "
"We, the Wu clan, just send Kuafu as a hostage!"
"All the shamans will follow this emperor back to Jiuli!"
“Yao—let’s wait and see!
Tong Su didn't change back to his human form at all, he kept his original appearance, and he didn't know who took it and threw it into the Qiankun bag. There was no light in the bag, and he couldn't see his fingers. There seemed to be many magic weapons and pills in the darkness. As they were placed, the boxes and bottles were bumping around.
She fell into the deepest position and fell into a daze.
Half asleep and half awake, it suddenly dawned. Someone reached into the bag and took her out.
"Yi, take it. From now on, this is your weapon."
No…
don't want!
She doesn’t want to be someone else’s weapon, she just wants to be with the Golden Crow who can only make her laugh and play with her—
While her whole body was trembling, another pair of hands took her over, and the young man's indifferent voice sounded above her head without sadness or joy.
"Thank you, Master."
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Jiuli is located in the middle and lower reaches of the Yellow River. It is divided into nine tribes, each tribe has nine clans, headed by Chi You, with a total of 81 brothers, all chiefs. Chi You is the chief chief of the tribe.
They believed in witchcraft, worshiped ghosts and gods, wrote criminal laws, made weapons out of copper or bamboo and wood, and were good at bows and arrows. There were great witches in the tribe, and each of them was a powerful and powerful person.
Witches are a very special race.
"Gods, devils, monsters, Buddhas and immortals, I am the first to cultivate the heavenly heart. The twelve ancestral witches are blessed by God and interpreted in the dance of magical powers in the three realms."
Pangu opened the sky, the five elements of chaos became spirits, Pangu died, the soul turned into the three pure spirits, most of the body's essence and blood turned into the twelve ancestral witches, and a small part circulated in the six reincarnations, attached to the souls of humans and monsters, When he is reborn, he is a great witch.
—It can be said that this is a relationship similar to parasitism, devouring, and then replacing.