Wen Qingzhu didn't want to pay attention to him at all. In her eyes, the only person who was a threat was the third grandma.
No one answered him. Chief Ha suddenly pointed a knife at Fu Lie: "Mrs. Fu! You are really not worried about him!"
There was murderous intent in Wen Qingzhu's eyes. No one could hurt Fu Lie!
No one can!
The third grandma flicked her fingers towards Patriarch Ha, and the black mist instantly slipped over.
Patriarch Ha couldn't dodge in time, and one of his arms melted into black blood.
"Ah..." Screams kept ringing from the front.
Wen Qingzhu was unmoved and just asked, "I promise you everything I said."
"Well, I hope—"
The third grandma was about to speak when she suddenly felt something approaching rapidly!
Immediately there were secret guards protecting Wen Qingzhu as he retreated.
She could only watch Fu Lie getting further and further away, and her pupils suddenly shrank.
There was a loud thud and something hit the floor.
Taking a closer look, he saw a ghost general covered in darkness.
Immediately afterwards, the cold voice of the Witch Clan priest came from the distance: "Three great men, is it inappropriate for you to make decisions for the Witch Clan like this?"
After a while, the wizard priest appeared in front of everyone.
He looked at Fu Lie, then raised his hand and asked someone to carry Fu Shu over.
"Master Hou! Don't you even want your own father?"
Fu Lie quietly looked at Fu Shu, who was already a living dead. He knew that there was no way to save his father.
So not long ago, he decided to come to rescue Qingqing.
"Master Priest, my father will never recover." Fu Lie said this calmly.
"You are really a filial son!" The wizard priest smiled sarcastically.
Wen Qingzhu, who was far away, looked back at Jiang Yuanhan: "Let me go."
Jiang Yuanhan didn't look at her and just said: "Sister, it's too dangerous over there!"
Wen Qingzhu suddenly became furious: "I can't let anything happen to Fu Lie!"
"But I can't let anything happen to my sister!" Jiang Yuanhan suddenly turned around and grabbed Wen Qingzhu's arm, his eyes fierce and deep.
Wen Qingzhu's heart suddenly jumped, as if something was stirring in his head.
"Ah!" Wen Qingzhu shouted, covering his head and trying to squat down.
Lu Tao and Xi'er quickly came over and helped Wen Qingzhu sit down behind him.
Jiang Yuanhan's eyes were moist, and he looked at Wen Qingzhu and said, "Sister, I know his position in my heart, so I won't make my sister sad."
After talking about the flower, Jiang Yuanhan walked over with it.
"I agree to what Third Grandma said, but I will not agree to the request of Patriarch Ha and the Priest!"
The witch priest laughed: "I haven't said anything yet, but King Rui knows that you won't agree?"
"Of course, what the priest wants is to let me kill Long Dai for you?" Jiang Yuanhan revealed his conspiracy in one sentence.
The face of the witch priest suddenly turned cold. Jiang Yuanhan actually knew what he wanted to do!
Before he could say anything, a sedan chair appeared in front of him.
The person sitting on it is none other than Long Dai.
She put on the costume of the Witch King of the Witch Clan and glanced at everyone present.
"I really didn't expect that everyone would gather here."
Then, Ryuudai's eyes stayed on the priest: "What I didn't expect is that I bypassed the priest and killed him, but he still wanted to kill me! You are so clean when you cross the river and demolish the bridge!"
With the arrival of Dragon Generation, people from all three parties gathered here.
Wen Qingzhu finally moved his eyes away from Fu Lie and looked at Long Dai. Was her injury healed
But for the Wu clan people, such a small injury may really be nothing.
But now, there are too many people, and the negotiation may not go smoothly.
Wen Qingzhu stood up, and Xi'er called to her with some worry: "Madam."
She shook her head to show that she was fine, and Lu Tao also said: "It's too dangerous over there. My wife and I will go there."
"Okay." Xi'er was very worried. She always felt that Madam had prepared something that she didn't know about.
Walking to Jiang Yuanhan, Wen Qingzhu said directly: "Let Fu Lie go."
"Don't worry, Madam, the Marquis will be fine."
The third grandmother gave her a guarantee.
But Wen Qingzhu still repeated: "Let Fu Lie and Master Fu Shu go."
"Ha." The priest sneered, "I'm afraid Madam doesn't know that Fu Shu is not in the hands of the first three night patrols, right?"
Wen Qingzhu looked at the priest pitifully: "We can't do your request."
Then she looked at Long Dai: "Since the princess is here, she must be worried about the safety of the princess. You must protect Master Fu Shu's life, otherwise the princess will have to be buried with her."
"You-" Long Dai really wanted to kill Wen Qingzhu right now.
Too bad she couldn't do that.
The third grandmother looked over attentively: "You actually caught Ping Hui again?"
Wen Qingzhu smiled: "The third grandma is indeed very powerful, but if the princess can escape from the royal guards without Yuan Shen's help, then you are too underestimated Da Qi!"
"So you imitated Yuan Mian's handwriting and asked Ping Hui to escape!" Long Dai's eyes were red with anger, but she could do nothing.
Wen Qingzhu smiled faintly: "Yes, a young girl must have no resistance to the person she likes or the person who just saved her."
"Despicable!" Long Dai cursed bitterly.
But Wen Qingzhu didn't have any emotional changes. He just looked at Fu Shu with his eyes closed and said: "No matter how despicable the princess is, how can she be despicable like the princess? She has been hiding Mr. Fu Shu for more than ten years. Mr. Fu Shu could have been cured, but... It’s because of the princess’s selfishness that we’re in this situation now.”
After a long silence, Long Dai suddenly said: "What if I can cure Lord Fu Shu?"
Wen Qingzhu narrowed his eyes slightly and stared into Long Dai's eyes to tell whether she was lying.
But this time, she only saw sincerity.
The scene was silent for a while, and the priest knew that he really couldn't kill Long Da this time.
He walked up to Fu Shu and spoke first: "Madam, don't forget, Fu Shu is still in my hand!"
Wen Qingzhu looked at Third Grandma: "You Wu Clan priests don't seem to know the situation. Can you trouble Third Grandma to get rid of this person who affects our conversation?"
In an instant, the priest stared at the third grandma and said: "Third Master, if it weren't for the fact that you have taken care of the young master for many years, you would have died back then!"
"Master Priest, I didn't expect you to be scared one day." The third grandma turned her head, and the black mist filled her body, "You saved the young master back then, I shouldn't have killed you like this! But you can't see the situation clearly. Got it!"
The priest felt the breath of death suddenly approaching. He no longer hesitated and raised his hand to chop at Fu Shu.
At the critical moment, a figure suddenly appeared, grabbed the priest's neck and disappeared.
Not long after, the priest and a nimble figure appeared behind Wen Qingzhu.
Lu Tao breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the man and said, "Fortunately, you arrived in time."
Suddenly, a black energy surged from the back of the hand of the person who was holding the priest.
Peony's voice came from behind: "Let go!"
Feihong immediately let go of his hand. The priest sneered in his heart, but his body suddenly couldn't move.
Immediately afterwards, Shaoyao and Zhaoer came over together.
Shaoyao helped Feihong leave and came out with a small jar: "Put your fingers in."
Feihong's face turned blue: "There aren't any insects inside, are there?"
"If you don't want to die! Put it in quickly!" Shaoyao finally couldn't help shouting.
Feihong had no choice but to put his finger in strangely.
Immediately, he felt his fingertips being bitten by an insect. His hair stood on end and goosebumps arose all over his body.
However, the black energy on his hands quickly receded.
Zhao'er stood behind the priest, took out a box and a dagger, and said quietly: "Sir, it's time for you to come into contact with the curses we placed on you!"
don't want! don't want! The eyes of the witch priest suddenly opened wide, and bloodshot eyes burst out.
But Zhao'er directly took off the hat on his head and skillfully shaved off the hair on the top of the priest's head with a dagger.
Revealing a black head.
Zhao'er's hands were trembling a little. She really didn't expect that she could really do it!
It turns out that what grandma said is true!
She held the dagger tightly and cut open the scalp on the priest's head. No blood flowed out.
Zhao'er opened the box, and a red worm with six legs began to burrow into the priest's head.
Soon there was no trace.
After a while, the priest's body began to tremble, and black blood flowed from his seven orifices.
Not even a quarter of an hour earlier, the priest had lost his breath.
Zhao'er blew on the fire, and then lit the priest on fire.
The flames quickly swept through the priest's body, and crackling sounds began to ring in the silent night sky.
Many people felt a chill on their heads and pain all over their bodies.
Zhao'er turned around, put away the dagger and box, and knelt down in front of Wen Qingzhu: "Thank you, Madam, for your help! I will remember Madam's kindness for the rest of my life."
"You go down." Shaoyao brought the small jar over and helped Zhao'er up.
After they retreated, Wen Qingzhu looked at the third grandma: "Now that the troublemaker is gone and the princess is on our side, everything is fine."
"Okay." The third grandma breathed a sigh of relief. She thought it would take a lot of effort to deal with the priest.
However, she was still a little curious: "Why can Madam's people capture the priest? I have some helpers who directly do it."
Wen Qingzhu laughed: "Of course it was because of Zhao'er. If I guessed correctly, this priest should not have become a priest of the Wu Clan. It was just because the man who was supposed to become a priest eloped with a Daqi man and left the Wu Clan. .”
The third grandma's eyes became distant and she admitted this: "Yes, if it weren't for her descendants, people like Zhao'er who became a monk on the way would be able to predict the future more accurately than him! I can only say that this is God's will. "
Listening next to him, Ryudai seemed to understand something.
She ordered her servants to put down the sedan chair, lifted the curtain and walked out.
Turning his head and staring closely at the priest who had turned into a ball of ashes, he asked: "Third Grandma!" You say he is not qualified to be a priest at all! "
"Yes, he can accept the will of the Witch God, but he can't see the future clearly!" Now, the third grandmother felt that there was nothing to hide.
Long Dai suddenly recalled some past events.
That's what Zhi'er told her.
"Auntie, I checked the historical records of the Witch Clan and found that when the priest took over, it was delayed for three months, and the attendants previously prepared for the priest were all girls."
The attendants of the witch priests are the candidates who will be sacrificed in their stead when they come to perform divination for the witch priests.
But there is a requirement, that is, it must be consistent with the gender of the priest.
If this is really the case, the person who was supposed to be a priest before is not the priest now at all!
The third grandma noticed that Long Dai's expression was constantly changing, from confusion to shock, and finally to complete anger.