"What do you mean!" the old man was furious, and he slapped the case, "Do you know what you are talking about? This is a rebellion!"

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, don't you think about yourself, don't you think about your descendants either?"

"In that bullshit place in the far north, half of the year sees the sun and half of the moon, how many newborns in your tribe do not survive to adulthood every year because of lack of supplies?"

"The mistakes of our ancestors should not have been borne by you. ”

"It's the end of autumn, the moon is getting fuller and fuller, don't you want to go home after being away from home for hundreds of years?"

The rumors fell into their ears, and the old man of the Extreme North clan was silent, where did he miss home, for hundreds of years, the Extreme North clan wanted to return to the former fertile land for generations.

But a mistake is a mistake, and what is there to argue with.

"I advise you to put away this idea, it is not easy for the four great witch families to continue to this day, don't follow our old path. ”

"Today's Qi Dynasty is leveling the four seas, all evils retreat, and accidentally wet our shoes, but we are not as lucky as we were back then. ”

"Hahaha......" Zhu Ma laughed, "Yes, the current Qi Dynasty is peaceful in the four seas, but the Witch King is not the Witch King of the past." ”

The old man raised his eyes and looked at the head of the Zhuma family: "The four great witch families, and a few powerful clans and tribes, are you determined to do it?

"Huh...... The Witch Palace? The Witch Temple is now too busy to take care of itself, and it would be nice if they could save themselves. The Great Imperial Master laughed.

The old man didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, the extreme north was thousands of miles away, and the news was already closed, not to mention the news of the corpse of the second-generation witch king who was covered.

Looking at the tacit appearance of everyone on the field, the old man knew that he might have been put on the table.

"You can think about it slowly, after all, this is about the future of the Shendan clan, Shendan, the clan that was once closest to the gods ended up like this, in the past few hundred years, have you ever heard the call of the gods?"

The old man silently drank a glass of spirit: "Since we were deprived of our surnames, we no longer dare to sacrifice to the gods, it is already a great gift to linger, how dare we bother the gods as sinners." ”

"But the gods didn't let you exterminate your race, freezing to death in the cold wind, did they?"

"What the hell do you want to say? My Far North Clan no longer has any capital to get to the gambling table, do you want us to gamble with the clan's life?!"

Zhu Ma Family Master smiled, and his fingers tapped on the table: "Bear with it a little longer, in twenty years, the Witch King Duan will not live again." ”

"Within twenty years, why don't you say within a hundred years?" the old man's serious face smirked angrily.

"One hundred years, twenty years is enough, not only the Witch King's lineage, but also the Witch Palace's twenty years. The head of the Xingfeng family shook his head and said.

"The Shendan clan came from the branch of the Wu Palace, and they were still suppressed by the Wu Palace after a lot of achievements...... Tsk tsk. ”

"Do you want to start the dynasty, and you want to use my Extreme North clan as an archway to replace the Wu Palace?" The old man's words were extremely angry, but his expression was a little relaxed.

This did not escape the eyes of the head of the Zhuma family: "We are in accordance with the will of the gods, and we want to make the Qi Dynasty develop better, not to destroy everything." ”

"The Will of the Gods ......"

"Yes, the will of the gods. The head of the Zhu Ma family got up and came to the old man's side, held his shoulders and whispered:

"Bet or not, think about it, on the one hand, you will never be able to return to your former hometown, and you will always live in a place of misery for a lifetime, and on the other hand, you will wash away the shame of your ancestors and regain the glorious surname and favor of the gods. ”

"Stay with me tonight, and think about it for a long time. ”

At noon the next day, a team of deer carts slowly left Qicheng, and on the city wall, the heads of the four great witch families stood together, watching the old man leave with satisfaction.

"Why do you have to pick them?

"I said, this is the will of the gods. ”

"Didn't you just talk to him?"

"Who said that?"

The head of the Zhuma family glanced at them and left the city wall with a mysterious smile.

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......

Ten years later

A black dragon rushed out of the door of the witch hall and ran in the direction of the east city gate, and Zhuo, who was already twenty-five years old, became a steady young man, but his innocent and fearless temper still did not change.

After ten years of study and the baptism of the Great Witch, he is now a seventh-level witch, and he can be regarded as standing on the threshold of the Great Witch.

This kind of cultivation speed is simply unprecedented, shocking the world, and even the elders of the Witch Hall hope to cultivate him to become the next hall master.

But this matter is only a symptom and it will not be over, because the current old hall master is gone, and he has been gone for ten years.

If it weren't for the Witch Palace's Moyu Witch Spell showing that he was still alive and well, and the Cuilou Great Witch Green Shu proof, the Witch Hall would have even thought that something had happened.

But no matter what, Lu Shu refused to say where the old hall master went, and she was the only one who knew that the secret room had been closed for ten years.

"Hey, little ghost! run out again!Have you practiced the witch spell today?!" Lu Shu at the door happened to meet Zhuo who was leaving.

Zhuo raised his whip and pulled it down fiercely, and his voice dissipated into the air: "It's done!

It's autumn again, and Zhuo is like a robot, coming to the East City Gate on time in the afternoon, waiting for the teacher's return.

Looking at the procession below that had come to pay tribute another year, he looked beside him.

Not only the teacher, but the sloppy senior hadn't seen him for ten years, and finally a familiar person disappeared quietly again.

Sighing in his heart, looking at the sun that was about to set in the west, Zhuo thought silently in his heart:

"Hurry up, I'm already a big witch, level seven is not enough, but my speed is fast, level eight will not be too far, level nine is the same, Zhu Ma family, what you owe to the Black Fish Department should also be repaid, for Abba Eminem, for Wu Zhu Grandpa, for Aqing, for the clansmen ......"

At this moment, in the palace, in the dormitory, the witch king was lying on the bed weakly, looking at a person who was exactly the same as himself walking in outside the door, and hated the root of his teeth.

A gust of incense wafted by, and the figure of the 'Witch King' who walked in changed greatly, and became the appearance of the queen wishing Ma Shu.

With the decoction in her hand, she came to the bedside step by step, her eyes were like silk, full of love for the witch king, as if she really didn't think that what she had done was wrong.

"King, today's political affairs have been dealt with, and those ministers of the Wu family have not found out at all. ”

"Hmm...... Hmm...... "The witch king's face was flushed, but he couldn't say a word.

"Come, don't worry, my lord, this is only temporary, I won't let anyone hurt you, never, huh...... Come on, drink the medicine. ”

When the queen wished Ma Shu to leave the dormitory with the empty bowl easily, the witch king's face gradually calmed down, and finally became distorted, there was no anger in his eyes, only a trace of hatred, and at the same time, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, a sneer full of indifference.

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......

In a forest, an old man in a tattered black robe picked up the vines and looked at the surrounding terrain against the map in his hand.

"Yes, this is it, but what about the mountains?

This old man, who seems to be a wild man, is the same Kaede who took the map of the Heavenly Capital City in the first place.

The Witch Temple had been looking for him for ten years, and he had been hiding for ten years, and now he had finally followed the markings on the map to the theoretical location of the Mountain Range of the Gods.

Taking a sip of the spring water from the pot at his waist, Kaede continued to walk forward, but the truth did not disappoint him, and after climbing a hillside, he came to the edge of a cliff.

And right ahead, it was the mountain range described on the animal skin scroll, countless rare herbs, ores and exotic beasts, countless beautiful scenery.

Taking a deep breath, Kaede looked up and saw that on the top of the highest mountain, there was a circular city shrouded in transparent walls.

"Finally found it!"

Then he crossed the mountains, crossed the swamp and poisonous miasma, crossed the snow-collar forest, and finally saw a stone gate at a mountain pass, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and Feng raised his feet and stepped in.

However, before he could open his eyes, a voice came into his ears:

"Welcome, second comer of the day. ”