Chapter 228: The Tyrant Who Took His Wife

"You...... Is there a wizard in our tribe who can summon spirits? "There are good things, Ou Peng quickly changed his words.

Let's not talk about whether the last Dawu is his father, since he can go out, that is to say, Dawu has the right to go out.

In this way, isn't it the best of both worlds?

"Are you talking about spiritualism?" The High Priest was very respectful, as if he had regarded Ou Peng as a real Great Witch. The bloodline of the witch god is a kind of inheritance, and the nobility and status are not encroached upon.

"That's right, I have a very important person who has been injured and needs a spiritualist to save her." As long as you find a spiritualist, the rest will be easy to do, and you can get medicinal herbs and magic weapons from other places.

Ou Peng looked at the high priest expectantly, hoping that this old bark would be cute at least once.

"Spiritualism is a forbidden art that violates the laws of heaven and earth, and the witch god warns us to use it sparingly. But since she is an important person of the Great Witch, let the Great Witch go with the Great Witch. The High Priest said slowly.

Sure enough, there is a play! Ou Peng was overjoyed and hurriedly asked, "Who is the Great Witch, if she can help me save people, I will be grateful to her." ”

Lan Yue's face was confused, and she responded, "Back to the Great Witch, the slave girl is." ”

Uh-

Ou Peng was stunned, he didn't expect her to be a great witch, but it just so happened that the whole tribe had a good impression of her.

Leaving the Black Tower, the High Priest and Blue Moon took Ou Peng to the residence of the old witch, a house made of boulders, much larger than the others. There are various blankets inside, all of which are made of animal skins.

The room was very clean and apparently often people came here to clean it. Every corner of the house is full of pristine atmosphere.

Ou Peng searched hard to find any information about his father, but found nothing. There are no photos, no souvenirs, just a few wooden boards, and there are simplified Chinese characters written with a brush when Lao Wu was young. It was left by him to practice simplified Chinese and learn the lingua franca.

"Great Witch, you can stay here tonight. If you are frightened today, you will rest first, and later a slave will bring a meal, and the old slave will retire first. The high priest bowed and withdrew. Signaling Lan Yue to leave together, Lan Yue hurriedly bowed.

Ou Peng saw that she was injured and had something to ask her, so he beckoned, "Great witch, you stay, I still have something to ask you." ”

There are still a lot of things he doesn't know about the Wushen tribe, and he has to find someone to ask him clearly. Of course, compared to the old bark of the high priest and this blown-up face, a fool knows who to choose.

Hearing Ou Peng's order, Lan Yue was suddenly a little embarrassed, her face turned red, and the mosquito voice responded, "Yes." "Although the high priest was old, his mind was very simple, and he didn't think much about pushing it out.

When he found the new Great Witch, he had to inform all the people who had fallen behind, because it was something to celebrate. In addition, he also had to pray to the witch god and the eighty-two gods, so that they could bless the bloodline of the witch god tribe to continue and carry forward.

"Lie down first, I'll help you heal your injuries." Ou Peng pointed to the stone bed on the side and said casually.

Lan Yue was flattered and hurriedly retreated in fright, "The slave girl doesn't dare." "That's the big witch's bed, how can you go on it casually. Doesn't sleeping on it mean that she is a woman of great witches?

However, he clearly rejected his own. No, he just came to the tribe and doesn't know the customs of the tribe yet, I can't**. Blue Moon thought to herself.

Seeing her sincere and frightened look, Ou Peng said in his heart that the feudal thinking here is really strong, what age is it, and the self-proclaimed old slave slave girl, the big witch is really so terrible, as for making you afraid of being like this?

Ou Peng had the intention to abolish these feudal thoughts, and such a self-proclaimed thought made him very uncomfortable to hear, so he said, "In the future, you don't have to be so restrained in front of me, and you don't need to call yourself a slave girl, just be commensurate with each other." ”

In the Wushen tribe, the words of the Great Witch are the holy decree, and whatever the Great Witch says, it is naturally what it is. Ou Peng's kind words made Lan Yue's heart set off a stormy wave, tumbling endlessly. He underestimated the poisonousness of feudal ideology to people, and even the strongest high priest and the spiritual leader of the tribe had to call himself an old slave in front of the Great Witch, how could others dare to be the same generation as the Great Witch.

In Lan Yue's heart, there is only one person who can be on the same level as the Great Witch: the Witch Queen!

Therefore, she naturally understood Ou Peng's words that Ou Peng wanted her to be the witch queen.

Lan Yue is very conflicted, doesn't he look down on others, why did he change his mind so quickly? Should I say yes...... No, do I have the right to refuse?

Lan Yue shook her head, even if she was a great witch, she didn't have the right to refuse the Great Witch. After thinking about it, according to the rules of the tribe, the Great Witch had seen his body and was already his person, so what was there to hesitate about.

Although she never thought that one day she would become a witch queen. But since Da Wu did this, she naturally couldn't refuse.

After struggling with her thoughts for a while, she obediently crawled to the bed and lay down.

"That's right, what's your name?" Ou Peng nodded with satisfaction and walked up to her.

Looking at this girl condescendingly, from head to toe, everywhere exudes beauty. Lan Yue was a little nervous, her body was very straight, her legs were tightly together, and her hands and feet looked a little unnatural.

In broad daylight, would he make that kind of request of himself? However, we haven't had a wedding ceremony yet. She was nervous, "Slave girl Blue Moon." ”

Ou Peng frowned, quite dissatisfied, "I asked you not to call yourself that." ”

Lan Yue let out a soft "oh", thinking that this great witch was quite kind, much better than the rigid high priest. The main thing is that he is more handsome than all the men of the tribe.

Girls, no matter how high their status is, will always have a little nymphomaniac.

"Untie your clothes." Ou Peng nodded and continued. He kept reminding himself in his heart that I was a righteous gentleman, and when he said this shameless sentence, his lower body couldn't help but react a little.

Let such an ice and snow beauty untie her clothes, elementary school students will want to be crooked, let alone Ou Peng, who is a little rotten.

Lan Yue struggled a little inwardly and slowly untied her clothes. Her clothes were very simple, just tied with a strap and opened with a light pull.

Primitive tribes, no bras, no bandeaus, everything is so natural. Lying flat, her breasts don't look very high, but the two bits of red in a snow-white undoubtedly do not stimulate the man's most primitive **.

Then, Xiao Ou Peng shamelessly turned into a stick.

The heart of the healer's parents, as her great witch, should love her people. Ou Peng kept reminding himself like this, but he couldn't weaken the hardness of the stick in the slightest.

Forget it, just ignore it.

Ou Peng tried to hook his body as much as possible so that she would not find out about this. Then he gathered his mind and hurriedly performed two healing techniques to heal the wound on Lan Yue's chest.

The second time he was looked at by this man, Lan Yue let go a lot. I felt the pain in my chest disappear quickly, as if the pressure was relieved, and there was an indescribable relief all over my body.

"Okay, it should be a while, and it will be healed." Ou Peng withdrew his hand and hurriedly sat down with his back to Lan Yue, he was afraid that if he looked at it for a while, he would do something angry.

I don't know why, but the concentration in this area is getting worse and worse.

"Since you know how to conjure spirits, you have all kinds of spiritualist equipment, right?" Ou Peng asked, the reason why he healed Lan Yue's injury so quickly was because he wanted to go back to Xiangjiang City as soon as possible to save Bai Ling.

However, spiritualism is a forbidden technique, and it also has a certain amount of damage to the spiritualist, as for what kind of damage it will be, Ou Peng doesn't know. There is a possibility of longevity, and there may be a catastrophe.

"Hmm." Blue Moon replied softly.

"What I want you to save is a young woman who used forbidden art to block the enemy's attack in order to save me, and as a result, her soul was scattered. I used the Soul Resurrection Pill to temporarily stabilize her soul. Ou Peng briefly introduced Bai Ling's condition, and he hoped that this would be helpful for Blue Moon's treatment.

Lan Yue sat up, buttoned up her clothes, and said to Ou Peng, "The soul rejuvenation device is suddenly important, but it is best to use the elixir to assist. However, the medicinal materials needed to refine the elixir are very precious. If the Great Witch can wait for ten more days, there will be a colorful snow lotus on the mountain that will ripen, and it will naturally be foolproof with it. ”

"Thank you." Ou Peng was thinking about that thing, and when he saw that Lan Yue gave it without hesitation, he was very grateful in his heart.

I want to be this big witch, it seems that there are a lot of benefits.

"Alright, we'll leave in ten days." Ou Peng smiled and tapped his hand on Blue Moon's nose. This is an action he often does when he is happy, but in Lan Yue's eyes, he thinks that this is the great witch's favor for him.

Suddenly there was nothing to say, the room was quiet, and the atmosphere was a little awkward. Ou Peng was trying to learn about the history of the Witch God Tribe, and wanted to know if the Black Witch Castle on the other side of the mountain had anything to do with the Witch God Tribe, so he asked, "Blue Moon, tell me about the situation of our tribe." ”

Lan Yue thought for a moment, and was about to speak, when an angry voice suddenly came from outside the door, "What bullshit, our Great Witch has been missing for more than twenty years, what ability does he have to be our new Great Witch!" ”

"It's Mizufu!" Lan Yue was startled, a little flustered.

She knew that Mizufu had feelings for her, and before that, if nothing else, she was likely to become her partner. But now that he is a great witch, he has long abandoned the trace of affection for him.

However, she didn't want anything to happen to the water. But it is a great disrespect to the great witch to say such things in front of the big witch, and according to the rules of the tribe, he will be gouged out.

Ou Peng glanced out, and he had already seen that it was the strong man who was not convinced. Then he glanced at Lan Yue, saw her worried look, and asked, "You like him, don't you?" ”

Even a fool can tell that she cares about the person outside. And the strong man outside, obviously under the guise of not being convinced to be a big witch, actually wants to win back his sweetheart.

Actually, this is just a misunderstanding. Ou Peng didn't know the laws of the tribe, so he thought that by explaining it, he would naturally be able to release his suspicions.

However, Lan Yue's reaction was very fierce, and she hurriedly pulled Ou Peng's arm, "Lan Yue is already a person of the Great Witch, please don't doubt Lan Yue's loyalty, I will serve you for the rest of my life and will never change my mind." ”

"Karma-" What is this, how did you get it, Dao Ye seems to have become a tyrant who takes away his wife!