In the early morning, when the sky was bright, Yang Huaiping opened his sleepy eyes, and he couldn't help but smile with self-deprecation when he looked at the big beauty with a few bamboo needles on his neck, and his skin was snow-white and crystalline.

After Yang Huaiping took out the smoked blackened cigarette pouch pot and took a puff of cigarette, he muttered to himself: "People have put such a beautiful and delicious beauty on my bed, and I haven't even touched it, it's really a tyrannical thing!"

In order to make up for his mistakes, Yang Huaiping couldn't help but pat the sweet woman's buttocks on the sleeping woman, and he said in a very lazy voice: "Get up quickly, why are you so lazy, you don't hurry up when you look at the sun and your buttocks, if you don't wake up again, then I will be rude to you!"

The woman with crystal white skin suddenly felt that her buttocks were attacked, she slowly opened her sleepy eyes, and in a trance, the woman with crystal skin saw the human head and snake body pattern on Yang Huaiping's forehead, and her face suddenly showed a very frightened look.

After a long while, the snow-white and crystal-skinned woman said to Yang Huaiping in the unique language of the Qiangta clan: "You are the witch master of the Wu clan?"

Yang Huaiping understood the words of the snow-white and crystalline woman according to a memory in his mind, and he used the language of the Qiangta people in his mind to communicate with her, "I am from the outside world, and these wizards really want to respect me, do you know how to get out of this world?"

The snow-white woman shook her head at Yang Huaiping, she looked at Yang Huaiping with a timid look and whispered, "Can you let me go, I will be very grateful to you if you let me go!"

Yang Huaiping took a deep puff of cigarette and slowly spit it out, he smiled indifferently at the snow-white woman: "You are a slave girl given to me by someone, I let you go, isn't that a little inappropriate!"

The snow-white woman heard that Yang Huaiping had no intention of letting her go at all, and she couldn't help but stiffen her body and looked a little lost.

At this time, a man with a swarthy body walked into the place where Yang Huaiping lived, and he said to Yang Huaiping with a respectful face: "Elder Qi invites the witch master to go dragon hunting, and also invites the witch master to go out!"

Yang Huaiping gathered the three knives behind his back, and he smiled slightly at the man who came over and said, "I'll go out to find Elder Qi, you stay in the grotto and feed my slave girl something to eat, don't starve her to death then, I have to teach her something when the time comes!"

After speaking, Yang Huaiping turned around and walked out towards the outside of the grotto, and at this time, an old man in a purple robe and holding a spirit stone staff was waiting for him at the entrance of the cave with several men holding javelins made of fine iron.

The old man in the purple robe saw Yang Huaiping walking out of the grotto, he looked at Yang Huaiping with a respectful face, "The return of the witch lord this time will definitely make our witch clan revival, in order to welcome your return, our witch clan held a dragon hunting ceremony, and specially invited you to participate!"

Yang Huaiping looked at the old man in purple robe with a pious face, he thought of the legendary dragon that could turn the clouds and spit out mist, Yang Huaiping smoked his cigarette solemnly, he let out a long breath and said: "Then I will follow you to see the so-called dragon!"

Immediately, under the leadership of the old man in purple robes, the group walked towards the dragon cave in the reckless forest sea, and on the way, Yang Huaiping opened his mouth and asked the old man in purple robes, "Elder Qi, are there any other ethnic groups in this vicinity besides the Qiang Pagoda clan!"

The old man in the purple robe took out a spirit stone the size of a goose egg from his arms, and the whole body was translucent and replaced the spirit stone with a slightly dim light on the staff in his hand, and he muttered for a moment and said: "In addition to the Qiang Pagoda in our area, there are also the Bai Clan, the Shu Clan, the Snow Clan and other groups, sometimes we will fight over prey, territory, women and other things, and it is precisely for this reason that the people of our Wu Clan will be killed and injured in the battle, which will lead to the number of our Wu Clan is not large!"

Yang Huaiping smacked the blackened cigarette pouch pot in his hand, and the corners of his mouth outlined a trace of aftertaste and said, "Elder Qi, the woman of the Qiang Pagoda clan is so beautiful, why don't we catch this more and come over as slaves!"

"Although the men of our Wu clan are all strong and sturdy, but the Qiang people all have some weird and unpredictable Gu numbers, and we can't compete with them, as far as the woman we dedicated to the witch lord was abandoned by their Qiang people, we captured it!"

After hearing the words of the old man in the purple robe, Yang Huaiping suddenly had a plan in his heart, he thought to himself that this world is really a dangerous place, if he doesn't have the strength, it is estimated that he will die sooner or later, if he wants to survive, he must take precautions and try to make himself stronger.

……

The old man in purple robe pointed to a cave with many vines on the mountainside and said to Yang Huaiping: "There is a dragon living there in the witch master's place, if we normally wouldn't dare to provoke it, but now you are in us and dare to move it!"

After hearing the words of the old man in purple robes, Yang Huaiping couldn't help but touch his face with his hand, showing a bitter expression, and said to the old man in purple robes: "Elder Qi, you see that my cultivation is very shallow now, or after my cultivation has improved, we will slay the dragon again!"

Elder Qi looked at Yang Huaiping's expression with an indescribable sense of loss, and he said in a deep voice with a solemn face: "The witch masters of our Wu clan have always been hot-blooded men who stand up to the sky, even if they reach the point of exhaustion, they will always give up and compromise lightly, and now just a dragon will make the witch master retreat, in that case, when will our Wu clan have a bright future!"

Yang Huaiping slowly looked at the dark-skinned, muscular men of the Wu Clan, and he found that these people were all looking at him with an eager expectant gaze.

Just for a moment, with these prayerful eyes, Yang Huaiping felt that he absolutely couldn't live up to these people, and he no longer had any worries in his heart and pulled out an inky black knife from his back.

Seeing this scene, everyone present showed a hearty smile on their faces, and at this time, the old man in purple clothes raised the staff inlaid with spirit stones in his hand, and he began to mumble a long incantation.

I saw that the old man in the purple robe was holding a white halo ball when the staff in his hand was opened, and when the white halo ball converged enough to be the size of a basin, he suddenly shouted, and the white halo ball the size of a basin shot towards the mouth of the Jiaolong Cave in an instant.