In the huge and empty hall, the pearls hanging high dispelled the darkness. Next to the huge pillar made of an entire section of spiritual wood, four exquisite white jade furnaces with fox heads were faithfully spewing out a faint mist of dark incense.

- This is the mobile immortal hall where the fox clan is stationed.

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, the dim moonlight spilled into the main hall, and the heavy door of the immortal hall was violently kicked open.

"Coming back?"

Raising his eyes to look at Tu Shanlan, who was pale, put down the romance novel in the mortal world in his hand, Tu Shankong made a gesture of welcome:

"What's wrong, Lan'er? Such a big fire...... Got a break down with those old guys? ”

Noticing Tu Shanlan's unconcealable anger, Tu Shankong couldn't help but have some doubts:

"Why, it's all this time, can't those guys tell the difference?"

"Hmph, who knows!"

Reaching out and picking up the teapot on the table, Tu Shanlan, who was still angry, raised her head and poured herself a big mouthful:

"I think those guys are really crazy, and they want us to pay fifty percent of the expenses!"

"What?! Fifty percent?! ”

Looking at Tu Shanlan's five fingers stretched out, she was stunned for a moment, and Tu Shankong Fantasy was also furious:

"Phew! They dream! It's obviously everyone's business, why do you want us to pay fifty percent?! ”

Although the statement of "fifty percent" seems to be very low-key, Tu Shanlan and others are very clear:

Considering the massive amount of spirit stones needed to repair the enchantment, even by the most conservative estimates, this would mean a huge expense that would be enough to make the fox clan lose their strength in the short term.

"Heh, they're pretty scheming;"

Recalling the knife from the back at the meeting, Tu Shanlan couldn't help but sneer:

"This time, the ghost clan not only coordinated their position with the human race, but even the witch clan was pulled over by them to act as pawns! Scold! I underestimated them before. ”

"Shhh

Gently stroking his wife's furry ears, hearing the news, Tu Shan's slender hand couldn't help but tighten:

"Could it be that the shrine maiden was also ——??"

"This ...... Not really; ”

Perhaps it was this precious spiritual tea that claimed to have a calming effect that played a role, and Tu Shanlan's mood gradually calmed down:

"If the shrine maiden is really taken by the high priest... Well, get rid of it, and with her popularity among the Wu Clan, it is impossible for the Wu Clan not to have a little movement coming out...... It seems to me that it is more likely that the shrine maiden was secretly imprisoned by him. ”

"Whew—that's fine."

Nodding convincingly, Tu Shankong Illusion pondered slightly:

"To be on the safe side, I'll contact our secret line in the witch clan later; At least... Confirm the situation before making a plan. ”

"Well, that's fine."

Hearing Tu Shan's thoughtful planning, Tu Shanlan cast a gentle look full of approval to her lover:

Have a good wife (attack?) ) ......

That's nice!

"Lan'er, ...... the answer you just gave them?"

Holding his wife's silky slender hand with his backhand, Tu Shankong looked at Tu Shanlan with inquiring eyes.

"Of course, I told them directly: dream!"

Clenched Tu Shan's soft palm, the corners of Tu Shanlan's lips hooked up a resolute smile:

"A bunch of rat-eyed guys! Do you want to use the name of righteousness to suppress us? There are no doors! ”

seemed to be reminded of some memories again, and the anger in Tu Shanlan's tone was a little stronger:

"There are also a few guys who take advantage of the fire to rob, and privately want us to send a few descendants of the clan for them to cultivate evil skills, otherwise they will join the crusade against our clan after the fact...... Scold! It's more of a dream than the other! ”

Hugging Tu Shan's still slender waist, Tu Shanlan's tone was calm:

"I've told them: if you want to fight, let the horses come! As for what righteousness, what unity ......? Hmph, since this group of natives just wants to take this opportunity to exclude dissidents, and they don't care about the destruction of this world at all, then what do we 'outsiders' care! ”

Turning his head to look at the silver plate that was faintly visible through the crack in the door, Tu Shanlan suddenly smiled mysteriously:

"As for how our people will stand at that time...... Hmph, do they really think that our clan has no way to go back? ”

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Zhongtian World.

On the outskirts of a small border city in the Ziwei Immortal Dynasty, a hunter with a musket was walking along the beast trail in the forest.

In this large world that has had full communication with different worlds, people can often see various imprints from different civilizations: although the living conditions of most mortals are still in the Middle Ages, the marks left by certain technological civilizations still deeply change the lives of immortals and mortals:

- Like the musket in the hunter's hand.

Although it was far from enough to shake even the lowest-level mortal realm cultivators, it was enough to deal with any beast in the worldly realm.

Carrying this precious weapon on his shoulders, the young hunter listened intently to the sounds of the green forest.

"Kiln"

Suddenly, in the bushes ahead, a soft sound reached the hunter's ears.

Something?

Without hesitation, the hunter picked up his weapon ready to fire:

"Bang!"

The white smoke filled the air, and the guns rang out, but the keen hunter suddenly froze in place.

"Cut, it's bad luck. You can still meet people here......"

Throwing away the projectile in her hand casually, and glancing at the mortal who shot herself, the purple-eyed girl pursed her lips a little impatiently.

"You killed him?"

Looking at the unlucky ghost who was frozen in place, Xie Weizi, who looked a little haggard, frowned slightly.

"How can it!"

Hearing Xie Weizi's slightly reproachful questioning, the purple-eyed girl stared at her with a complaining gaze:

"I want to come, but since you thank Zhenren for being merciful, I can't be scolded? Don't worry, this guy can't die. ”

"Well, that's good."

Hearing the girl's answer, Xie Weizi nodded lightly:

For Xie Weizi, who has no room to care about others at the moment, being able to ask this question is already her greatest kindness.

"Xie Zhenren, the words ...... How did you pick such a place? ”

Looking at the vast forest sea around her, the girl's smart purple eyes brought some curiosity:

"Could it be...... What trouble are you involved in? ”