For Tong Aijia's politeness, Cai Gen felt a little too polite.

It's all your shamanic people at the scene, and you let me be in charge instead, is it appropriate?

Why does it look like a pit?

In the face of these eight shamans, as well as the group of birds and beasts, Cai Gen didn't know what to do?

By the way, the focus is on the coffin.

Only when you see the coffin can you solve all the problems, and you don't know if what Tong Aijia said is true or not, so listen to it seriously.

Now there were three of them separated from the coffin.

He Naizi on the ice, the eight qi who don't know where, and the ancestral soul who resents Taotian.

So when things come to this, let's start with He Naizi.

At least ask for a specific situation.

"That, Uncle Tong, why don't we interrogate He Naizi first?"

Tong Aijia seemed to be thoughtful, and thought about it in a fake way.

"That's right, it's better to start at the root.

Suo Qingtian, you wake up He Naizi, we need to extract a confession. ”

didn't use Suo Qingtian to speak, the big black bear grabbed He Naizi's hair, dangled it in the air a few times, and slapped it with the bear's paw a few times before He Naizi woke up leisurely.

Feeling that he was caught in the air, He Naizi was shocked, it seemed that he was useless, all the conspiracies and tricks, starting from summoning the first generation of the master in Tong Ai's house, were useless.

"Yaqin Loufu, you hurry up and put me down, I'm also a big man anyway, give me a decent way to die, okay?"

For the honorary title of Dana, shamanism attaches more importance to it, and as soon as He Naizi finished speaking, the big black bear put her down, but the paws were placed in a position that could shoot her to death at any time.

After his feet landed, He Naizi straightened his hair, saw Wu Yunda lying on the side, and the press that was used as a bench in the distance, He Naizi was completely dead.

In the current situation, unless the eight qi come out with the ancestral soul, no one can save themselves, and the disparity between the strength of the enemy and me is too great.

The hateful eight disguises, they just don't reply, and I don't know why, is it because there are many people and they give themselves up, or something has happened?

Looking left and right, he stared at Long Shao behind Cai Gen, with mixed feelings in his heart, he really didn't expect these people to come so quickly.

The original plan, with the blessing of the ancestral soul, even if other shamans rushed over, they were not afraid, and it was a fait accompli, but could it be overturned?

However, before the matter on his side was finished, the shaman eight people rushed over, and he was more than lucky.

Shamanism is indeed more primitive, and the general things are relatively large, and there are not many taboos, but the thought of moving the ancestral soul is greater than the sin of anti-water.

He Naizi seriously recalled these series of things, a little trance, he didn't think about moving the ancestral soul in the first place, how did all this happen?

This scene is like acting in a movie, I was supposed to be the head of Shinto, I didn't have to worry about food and clothing, and I had a lot of power, why did I have the idea of becoming a god?

With the first thought, there is a series of ideas that follow.

Let the slippery head do the project to steal the mountain, and he personally came to catch Xiao Er, fell in love with Cai Gen's butcher's knife, and was pulled to Taiqinggou by an unscrupulous taxi, until the big thing of Baqi began, and things were out of control.

Obviously, I just wanted to catch a pseudo-mountain god and go back, but I didn't expect that there would be an ancestral soul gift package behind.

It's like I just wanted to beg for a dime, but someone gave me a steamed bun.

I happily took a bite, and there was meat sauce in it.

I just wanted to continue eating, but there was a lottery ticket rolled in the meat sauce.

Or a ticket with a five-million-dollar jackpot.

So he threw the steamed bun and went to claim the prize.

He was told that the lottery was fake and that he would need to go to jail.

Sitting in prison, I remembered that I just wanted to beg for a dime, and I didn't want to make a fake lottery ticket of five million.

Yes, He Nazi's mood at this time is probably like this.

No matter what the mood is, it looks like it's really played.

He Naizi looked at Long Shao again, and his heart was like a knife.

Long Shao stood behind Cai Gen, submissive, uneasy, at a glance, he was controlled, and his intention to threaten himself was very obvious.

immediately made a decision, acted selfishly, and scolded Cai Gen.

"Cai Gen, you despicable villain, just die.

Don't think that grabbing Long Shao will make me submit, he is just a tool man.

Originally, I had to dispose of it when I ran out, and threatened me with him, you want to be blind.

You kill him, see if I blink? ”

Kindness?

Cai Gen was scolded by He Naizi and circled.

I didn't want to threaten her with Long Shao.

What is the principle of this style?

Also in the circle is Long Shao.

What does that mean?

Don't mention the matter of going to the kang, He Naizi used his life to protect himself just now, it is definitely not fake.

Why did you just wake up and want to draw a line with yourself?

Why is there such a rush to make a statement?

Is it really not important that you are in her heart?

Tong Aijia showed a sly smile, as if he had seen some truth.

"Well, since it's the same party, it's not important, so what's the use of keeping it.

Offend the forbidden land of my Ma Jia clan, damn it. ”

As he spoke, he grabbed Long Shao's neck with one hand, which was easier than catching a chicken, and it seemed that he was planning to strangle him.

Cai Gengang wanted to stop it, but felt that Tong Aijia touched himself with his foot very covertly, as if he wanted to cooperate.

Seeing that Long Shao's face was already red, He Naizi didn't move, but said leisurely.

"Anyway, he's a member of your eight families, and the Nala clan isn't distressed, so why do you expect me to feel distressed?

Right, strangle him, useless waste. ”

This seems to mean something else, and that day I felt that I was reminding myself, although I was slow to react, I showed my attitude in time.

"Boss Tong, that's the nineteenth master of my family, my own people."

As he spoke, he wanted to step forward to stop him.

Just took a step, he was stopped by the huge body of the first master.

The strength in Tong Aijia's hand was undiminished, and he said coldly.

"I don't care how many masters you have, if you dare to touch the idea of the ancestral soul, even if it is the master of our eight families, he must die, especially he is still the culprit.

Originally, I still hadn't figured out why Soyanagi was able to break the seal below.

I didn't even understand why He Naizi was able to control the big array to keep you safe and sound.

Look at it now, it's all the credit of your nineteenth master, although he is a waste, but his bloodline is really pure.

Without him, there would be no such chaos as we are today. ”

Long Shao was pinched by the neck, and he couldn't speak, he couldn't stop dancing and trying to grab something, his eyes looked at Cai Gen for a while, and He Naizi for a while.

You're innocent, right?

You don't have a choice, do you?

Why did He Naizi draw a line with herself, and still cut herself out?

Facing Long Shao's eyes asking for help, Cai Gen did not move, because he had more confidence in Tong Aijia.

This old man is not the same as the unreliable shamans in front of him, not to mention the cunning of the old man, he is more reliable anyway.

Definitely will not do meaningless things, and will be more measured.

Cai Gen didn't move, He Naizi moved.