"I don't need you to remind me. I will naturally bear the responsibility that I should bear!" Hui Wuxu snorted a sentence and directly pushed Hotan back. Read the latest chapter of vip\>
Wada stood up with a face that was about to turn the color of liver, and stepped aside angrily. Although he was extremely angry in his heart, he would never have the guts to kill the Yuexiu Clan alone. Hotan was a rough and irritable man who didn't use his brain. Han Geng just used him as bait. Naturally, he would not tell him about the fact that Hua Kai and Hua Xiong brothers had led people to the vicinity of the Yuexiu Clan, otherwise it would be a bad thing.
Looking at Wada's facial features that were about to twist together with anger, Fang Han felt relieved, but it was only for a moment. Thinking of the Yuexiu tribe's unpredictable fate, even if Hetian was so angry that he vomited blood on the spot, Fang Han couldn't be happy anymore.
Hui Wuxu was like this. On the surface he was pretending to be asleep, but in his heart he felt like he was on fire. If Zhongying could know Hui Wuxu's mood at this time, he would have written the letter in more detail instead of being so brief. [
The more eager Hui Wuxu was to come up with a solution, the more blank his mind became, and while he was thinking hard, time passed extremely quickly. Wada came to ask several times, but Hui Wuxu sent him back with silence.
When he saw Hotan approaching with great force again, Hui Wuxu knew that if he continued to delay in this way, Hotan, even a pig, would start to become suspicious. If he went back and told Han Geng or the eldest prince about this matter, those two people would be able to figure out what was going on at once.
Before Wada could come and stand in front of him, Hui Wuxu stood up and said, "Okay, that's almost it. Let's continue on the road!" After that, he turned to look at Fang Han, who also had a solemn face. Although he was worried and worried, he probably couldn't think of any good solution, and his heart couldn't help but sink again.
Continuing to march, Fang Han secretly ordered the dozen masters of the Piaomiao Sect to restrain their movements and walk very slowly, hoping to delay some more time. This method is indeed a bit clumsy, but at this time, Hui Wuxu doesn't care about that much anymore.
"Back to deputy sect master, why do I feel that everyone's fighting spirit is not high? Is it because you can't bear to do anything to the Yuexiu clan?" Hotan noticed the clue and asked in a deep voice.
Hui Wuxu simply pretended to be confused, "Wada, what do you mean?"
Hotan snorted coldly, pointed at the people of the Piaomiao Sect, and shouted, "At their speed, I'm afraid they won't be able to reach the Yuexiu Clan tomorrow."
"Haha... Everyone is recharging their energy. When you come to the Yuexiu Clan, there will inevitably be a fierce battle. You must have enough energy to cope with it!"
"Back to the deputy sect leader, do you think that He Tian and I are fools? Don't you know what's going on with the Yuexiu Clan? Among the entire clan, the one with the highest level of cultivation is only a seventh-level monk, and the rest are all low-level monks. It’s not worth mentioning. Not to mention that we have so many experts here, even if you are the deputy sect leader, you can easily kill all the Yuexiu clan without leaving a trace, where is the fierce battle?”
Hui Wuxu smiled coldly and said faintly, "Since the Yuexiu Clan is so unbearable, then I'm wondering, how could you suffer such a big loss at their hands last time?"
"I..." Hotan didn't guard against Hui Wuxuhui's question and was speechless on the spot.