"What, how can this be?"

When Wu Lan heard this, she couldn't calm down.

She and the Four Princes were just playing on the spot, borrowing the power of the Four Princes to rebel against the Wu clan rules.

Now that the plan can't be realized, not only will she lose her position as a saint, but she will also marry someone of unknown origin?

She absolutely could not accept it.

"Wu Lan, as you said before, everything is left to the witch god to decide. Now that the witch god has really made a will, you want to disobey it?" said the elder of the great clan in a cold voice, "Are you such a person who does not believe in his words?"

"But......" Wu Lan's expression changed, obviously extremely reluctant, but she couldn't find an excuse to refute it.

Although Xiao Chen, who was standing on the side, was confused, he was also slightly aware of something.

Seemingly, he is an oracle?

Give a woman for no reason, and this kind of benefit?

"That...... Don't you ask my opinion?"

Xiao Chen couldn't help but speak, he didn't want to get involved in this inexplicable bloody accident.

When the elder of the big clan heard this, he said with a smile on his face: "The divine envoy has just come down to earth, and he must be very tired, why don't you go and rest first, and what will we talk about later?"

Xiao Chen: "......"

"Xiao Chuan, quickly take the divine envoy to rest, don't be lazy!" The elder of the big clan didn't give Xiao Chen a chance to refute, and hurriedly ordered a tall man.

"Yes, Lord Divine Envoy, please come with me!" the tall man walked up to Xiao Chen and bowed, very respectful.

The battle with the black-robed man is indeed a bit of a drain, and after tossing in the chaotic space for a long time, Xiao Chen really needs to adjust his state.

Anyway, it's not too late to stay for a day or two to figure out the situation in the Northern God Realm, and then leave for the Huangfu family.

......

Xiao Chen sat quietly in the room for an hour or two when he suddenly heard someone knocking on the door.

Immediately after, the crisp voices of several women sounded.

"Your Excellency, we're in!"

Crunch!

The door was pushed open, and four young women dressed in pure white witch costumes walked in, holding a lot of red cloth strips and the like.

Seeing this, Xiao Chen asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Elder of the Great Clan, let's decorate the room of the Divine Envoy to be more festive!" said a witch with a clever smile.

Although Xiao Chen felt that it was unnecessary, but this was someone's place, and it was not easy to refuse, so he said: "Then you can get it, don't worry about me!"

After saying that, he released a small enchantment around his body, then closed the five senses and continued to pranayama.

As long as no one touches his barrier, he won't be disturbed by the outside world and won't wake up.

Soon, four or five hours passed.

Xiao Chen's spirit returned to its peak, and when he woke up from his meditation, he found that it was already dark.

Of course, it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that he doesn't feel like the vibe is quite right.

During the day, the four shrine maidens came to decorate the room, and he didn't think much about it, thinking that it was just a casual decoration to make the room look better.

But at this time, he looked at the red banners, red lanterns and red happy characters hanging in the room, like a standard for the decoration of the wedding room, and his heart was a little messy.

"Isn't it going to be true?"

Xiao Chen was speechless, got up and walked to the living room.

On a round table in the center of the living room, a woman in red makeup is holding a jar and drinking.

The woman with red makeup is none other than the saintess of the Wu clan, Wu Lan.

Wu Lan had obviously drunk alone for a while, already drunk, her face was red, and she was half-lying on the table, drinking while still muttering something inarticulately.

Xiao Chen walked over, snatched the wine jar from her hand, and sniffed it gently.

"It should be a witch god brew, but it can't make a god king strong drunk like this!"

Xiao Chen knew that if Wu Lan didn't want to get drunk, no matter how much he drank, he wouldn't be able to get drunk.

But apparently she wants to paralyze her nerves by getting drunk and escape something.

"Miss Wu Lan, can you tell me what happened?"

Although Xiao Chen could vaguely guess the truth, he still felt ridiculous.

He wasn't an oracle, he just happened to be teleported to the Witch Clan.

This witch clan is too impatient, just arrange a wedding for him, and without his consent, what should he do?

Wu Lan was already eight points drunk, and still had two points of consciousness, and when she saw Xiao Chen's appearance in a daze, she snatched the wine jar again, and said vaguely in her mouth: "Divine envoy, I, Wu Lan, am willing to gamble and accept my fate, but I must wait for me to get drunk before you can touch me." ”

Xiao Chen: "......"

"Gollum—"

"Gollum—"

Wu Lan gulped down the wine again, and soon became completely drunk, falling on the table like a puddle of mud.

"This Witch ......"

Xiao Chen was a little angry, and raised his hand to defuse Wu Lan's drinking, but after thinking about it, he stopped.

Wu Lan is obviously also a victim, so it's good to let her sleep.

This inexplicable marriage, Xiao Chen can't admit it at all.

He has nothing to do with the Wu Clan, and he didn't go through his will beforehand, so he can only be described as a prank.

Xiao Chen cast an enchantment in the room, and then went out, wanting to explain it to the people of the Wu Clan.

But before he knew it, he had come to the altar of the day.

"This statue ......"

Xiao Chen raised his head and looked thoughtfully at the statue of a heroic man at the top of the altar.

The highest belief of the Wu clan, the witch god!

"Tomb master, can you let me out?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded in my head.

Xiao Chen was stunned.

This voice comes from the tomb of reincarnation.

He refined the reincarnation tomb, and after he was included in his body, the people of the reincarnation tomb could no longer enter and leave freely, and they had to get his consent.

At this moment, someone in the reincarnation tomb transmitted a message to himself, expressing his desire to come out.

After thinking about it, Xiao Chen opened the reincarnation tomb with his mind.

Suddenly, a white light floated out, condensing a figure in the air.

"You ......"

Xiao Chen frowned, stared at the figure flying out, and then looked at the heroic statue on the altar.

Is this the Lord appearing?

"Sure enough, it's here, no wonder I felt a familiar aura in the reincarnation tomb. Hundreds of millions of years, the vicissitudes of life!"

The man looked up at the statue, at the altar, and at the surrounding scene of the Wu clan, as if reminiscing about the past years, and his tone was full of melancholy and feelings.

"Are you really the god of the witch clan?" Xiao Chen was very surprised.

"I am not worthy of the name of the witch god, and I am ashamed of my people!"

The witch god shook his head, and then, as if remembering something, flew into the statue, slowly merging with it.

In the legend of the Wicans, the altars and statues are the embodiment of the spirit of the Wiccan God, but they are not false.

At this moment, the witch god returned, fusing the statue, fusing the wisp of essence that had been left here a long time ago.

Suddenly, the whole Wu clan shook the mountains, the sun was shining, dazzling, sacred and dreamy, like a real miracle.

"What happened?"

Within the Wu clan, countless strong people found out about the abnormality and rushed to the scene, among which the elders of the big clan were impressively listed.

Click!

At this moment, with a crisp sound, the statue of the witch god gradually cracked, and a heroic man bathed in golden light showed his flesh and blood form, and truly descended into the world.