Chapter Ninety-Eight: Have You Ever Seen a Crab Cry?

According to the version of the yellow shell crab, Yan is a greedy crab, he does have the heart of seeking money and killing himself, and they are actually pouring the power of the clan to avenge the blood and the sea.

The original patriarch, who is also the husband of Huang Shell, was murdered by Yan, and he planned to embezzle the Qinghui family, force the new patriarch to marry, and plan to take the Qinghui family into his pocket without spending a single soldier.

In order to kill the inkstone, they did not hesitate to use the forbidden technique of self-severing the foundation to forcibly promote the cultivation to the early stage of the Yuan Infant.

She also said that she was already approaching her life, and there was nothing to be sorry for, but it was a pity for Qinghui'er, she was the most gifted child in their clan for thousands of years, but now there is no further possibility. With the forbidden technique, neither she nor she had a few days to live. She hoped that Chu Chu would wait until the end of the festival before leaving, and protect the safety of the Qinghui family during this period. She has a big gift to give.

Chu Chu was a little curious: "What kind of gift?"

"Yan's father got a book out of nowhere, this book has magical powers, but we haven't mastered it. The old body took this book as a gift, and looked forward to the seniors to protect the green and gray clan for ten days. ”

"Where's that book? I'm going to inspect it first. ”

Huang Shell motioned for Chu Chu to follow her, and it took a long time to go around and around before a small room appeared, and there was an enchantment around the book, which seemed very simple, but it was not simple to appear in such a primitive world.

Chu Chu couldn't feel the breath of the book, and if it weren't for the big pincers of the yellow shell pointing at it, she would even directly ignore its existence.

She studied it for a while, and the barrier was ingenious, but it was easy to break by force. She hesitated for a moment, but decided not to destroy the barrier.

It was a book with a faint blue glow, and it looked broken.

Do you know what Chu Chu thought of? She thought of the python's book of ancestors. She always felt that this pale blue book had a lot to do with the Book of Ancestors. If she recklessly broke the enchantment, just to inspect the goods, and she can't restore the enchantment like a formation scumbag, the breath of the book can't be hidden, in that case, how can her current cultivation keep such a book?

So, she stretched out her cat's paw and thrust the book into the void along with the enchantment.

The festival of the Grey Clan takes place ten days later, and the Grey Shell Crab busily builds the altar, while the Grey Er and the Yellow Shell retreat separately and do not care about the world. They are also relieved that Chu Chu is guarding this nest of crabs, and they are not afraid that she will guard and steal herself. Chu Chu didn't really have any crooked thoughts, a few days ago, she patrolled the various crab holes every day, leaving the breath of a monk in her early infancy, and the rest of her free time, she lay on the side to watch the blue gray shell crabs crawling around and moving things.

In the past ten days, there have indeed been eyeless creatures attacking the crab hole. The attacks of water birds are the most frequent, Chu Chu is very disgusted with this kind of thing, although he can beat him, but people have wings, and they can sneak away quickly, and then take advantage of your inattention, come back and sneak attack and take away one or two crabs, you can't do anything.

Chu Chu adheres to the principle of being entrusted by the crab and being loyal to the crab, she has laid a small enchantment in each crab hole, and without Chu Chu to carry it, the crabs cannot go out or enter.

She began to practice militarized management. Get up on time every morning, go outside to collect food and materials, Chu Chu follows behind them to escort, and then goes back, no crab is allowed to go out for the next day, there is an enchantment to block, and you can't get out if you want to.

In this way, it is the turn of the birds to be distressed.

"Hey, the Demon Cats love crabs too, why are you standing on your rations!"

Chu Chu's cat face was focused, ignoring them, with a proud and holy knightly posture.

The birds began to dig into the corners of the crabs.

"We are your natural enemies, and the demon cat is also your natural enemy, and she is protecting you with evil intentions, and she is fattening her rations! Instead of living in fear like this, why don't you come to my side, and I'll give you a good time!"

Of course, the crabs ignore them, after Chu Chu implements militarized management, their casualty rate is as low as zero, so they won't be stupid enough to go out and die!

Asuka still hasn't given up, they have decided to start a tug-of-war, this demon cat will leave one day, and then it will be time for them to have a full meal!

Ten days are spent with the ebb and flow of the tides.

The blue gray and yellow shells are finally out of the customs.

However, after ten days of retreat and cultivation, their complexion became even more unbearable, as for the complexion of the crab, where did it start? Chu Chu said that she didn't know either, but she found that Qingshen'er's originally shiny and bright shell was now dull and rough.

Ash ascended the high altar as the patriarch.

In order to build this altar, the crabs extended the entire cave face downward, and the six-meter-high altar stood in the center of the cave, graceful and solemn.

"After the battle of the black shell, the vitality of our clan was greatly damaged. Therefore, this altar was opened and a successor patriarch was elected. Bluestone, stubborn stone, wood stone, come up. ”

Three sturdy blue-gray shells came out of the black-pressed blue-gray shell crab below, and they all ascended to the altar and stood obediently in front of the gray.

"Devour my soul and devour my body, so that we can not be destroyed. ”

With a wave of the blue gray pincers, a ball of golden light gathered from her body, and then split into three, turning into three golden balls that floated quietly in front of the bluestone, stubborn stone, and wood stone.

"Whoever can devour this divine soul will be the patriarch of the Blue Gray Clan. ”

The three blue-gray shells stepped forward, gathered the ball in front of them with large pincers, and began to devour it. The golden light on the blue-gray shell flickered incessantly, and after a moment, the stubborn stone suddenly fell, and he was dead, and the golden ball came out of his body, which was a little larger than before.

He devoured it before he succeeded, but instead took his own primordial god.

Bluestone fused his own golden ball first, and he walked to the golden ball in front of the stubborn stone corpse and devoured it again.

But soon, Bluestone also fell, leaving a huge golden ball in front of the two corpses.

Wood and Stone moved forward firmly, and he began to devour the huge golden orb.

The eyes of the whole clan converged on him, as if condensed into substance, weighing a thousand catties.

The golden light enveloped his whole body, unpredictable, and after a long struggle, finally disappeared from his body.

"The one hundred and twenty-second patriarch of the Blue Gray Clan, Qing Gray'er, hereby announces the whole clan, Mu Shi is the one hundred and twenty-third patriarch of the Blue Gray Clan!"

The underground black pressed a blue-gray shell crab lying on the ground, pious and solemn.

With that, the ash ran out of oil, and she fell heavily on the altar.

Out of nowhere, four blue-gray shell crabs appeared, and they carried the yellow shell that had been extinct for some time and the black shell that had been dead for ten days and was still intact to the altar.

"Devouring the soul of the gods and eating the flesh can be immortal. They all spoke to the young patriarch in deep voices, as if a warning, as if a lament.

Mu Shi finally walked towards the body of Qing Gray.

Chu Chu couldn't bear to look at it anymore, it turned out that the so-called festival was like this.

Devouring the soul of the gods and eating the flesh can be cultivated as a inheritance, so as to protect the whole clan and live forever.

A low, gray-gray shell beneath it let out a low whimper.

Have you ever seen a crab cry?

I've seen it.

Hazy and cold.