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At night, the sky is cloudless, the stars are shining, and the faint starlight is sprinkled on the earth, dyeing it a faint silver, as if wearing a silver veil.

Human Emperor Domain, Ten Thousand Demon Forest, Ancestral Witch Tribe.

"Ancestral Witch Ministry, Ancestral Witch Ministry, noble princess, graceful posture, heart like a snake and scorpion. Cut luck, cut merit, destroy the number of lives, people are like demons!"

A group of children, running and jumping, singing nursery rhymes, and running with cheerful laughter on the bluestone-paved streets.

suddenly

"Bastard, what are you yelling about?" a burly man scolded, and rushed over, slapping one of the tiger-headed boys on the head. After yelling, he looked around cautiously, as if he was worried about being seen.

At the corner of the bluestone street, a beautiful woman with delicate facial features and an indifferent expression stood quietly. She was dressed in a leopard-print animal skin shirt and trousers, and long leather boots. The long hair shawl vividly interprets the femininity and wildness of women. However, at this moment, the beautiful face was full of sorrow.

"That's how the people think of me?" muttered the woman. It's like questioning, it's like it's incredulous, it's repeating. A pair of beautiful eyes stared at the street, as if expecting something.

"Father, why did you hit me?" asked the little guy for some reason.

"Hmph" The burly man glared at the little guy dissatisfied, and roared angrily: "Stinky boy, tell you to roar, it's still light to beat!

"How can I have, the whole tribe doesn't know, everyone says so. The little guy pouted and retorted.

"Hey, you're the kid back?" the burly man's big pipa hand slapped the little guy's head.

Before the burly man could make any further movements, a self-deprecating and infinitely sad voice gently echoed through the bluestone streets.

"Original...... I see. Huh, my people?"

The burly man stood on the spot as if struck by lightning! When he turned around and chased him to the corner of the street, he saw a figure rushing towards the outside of the tribe, leaving him with only a weak, sad, and lonely back.

The man was stunned for a while, slammed his feet fiercely, and said in annoyance: "Little cub, this is in trouble!"

Walking back quickly, without saying a word, he pulled the unknown little guy and hurried home.

......

Wu Manrou seemed to be extremely familiar with the Ten Thousand Demon Forest, and she was extremely fast. I saw a faint shadow running across the dangerous Ten Thousand Demon Forest. Eventually, Wu Manrou stopped at the Demon Cliff to the east of the Wu tribe.

The Falling Demon Cliff is an ominous place, and it is taboo for all the tribes of the Ten Thousand Demon Forest. Legend has it that 10,000 years ago, the young master of Xingbu Dao, Shepherd Boy Yu, mysteriously fell, and the star lord Shepherd Boy Xin took pity on his son, wanting to reverse life and death and rekindle his vitality. Cast the coffin of the gods, slaughter the world, and bury all souls.

In fact, this "world" refers to the world of different races, and this "burial of all souls" is also all of foreign races!

Unfortunately, the Ten Thousand Demon Forest is one of these thousands of alien races. What's even more unfortunate is that the star lord shepherd boy Xin descended on the Ten Thousand Demon Forest, but the Ten Thousand Demon Forest was powerless to resist.

The place of advent is now the Meteorite Cliff, which used to be an ordinary mountain cliff. Here, he ingested all the tribes of the Ten Thousand Demon Forest, slaughtered them at the foot of the mountain cliff, and sacrificed the coffin of the gods with blood. On that day, the cliff was soaked in the blood of the creatures of all races, and the blood and resentment went up from under the cliff to the sky!

Since then, this ordinary mountain cliff has been named the Falling Demon Cliff, and it has always been regarded as an ominous place by the various clans of the Ten Thousand Demon Forest.

"Falling Demon Cliff?" Wu Manrou was also stunned when she came to the Falling Demon Cliff, not knowing why she came here unknowingly. Could it be that it is because the subconscious mind feels that it is also ominous?

"This Demon Forest is a good fit for me. Wu Manrou laughed to herself, then slowly walked to the edge of the cliff and found a place with bluestone to sit down.

Wu Manrou held her knees with both hands, her pointed chin pressed against her knees, her indifferent expression quietly melted, with a touch of sadness, and her beautiful eyes in the past were not shiny at the moment, and she looked at the cliff in a daze.

Long!

"Doom Spirit? Hehe, is this my choice?"

Wu Manrou stared quietly at the bottom of the cliff and asked softly.

"What's more, I don't have the slightest intention of harming others, why do you still treat me like this?"

Wu Manrou was puzzled, and her heart became more and more painful.

"For the sake of your clansmen, my hands are covered with blood. Isn't it all for you, why do you look at me as an enemy, and fear me like a devil?"

Wu Manrou spoke quietly to the cliff, as if she was expounding the same unwillingness and innocence. How unjust is the mountain cliff, the misfortune of the tribes of the Ten Thousand Demon Forest, what does it have to do with it? Why do everyone not only name it the Falling Demon Forest, but also treat it as ominous!

Wu Manrou's father was the head of the ancestral witch tribe, Wu Zhan, and she was born as the princess of the ancestral witch department. She was born noble, beautiful in appearance, and with a god of bad luck, she was given a secret art, unspeakably expensive, and admired by the clansmen! However, the good times did not last long, as she grew up, her talents were gradually released, and in order to protect the clansmen, she fought against all tribes.

Cut your luck!

Slash merit!

Kill Count!

Countless hostile tribesmen have been sheltered by luck and merit because of their lack of luck and merit, and all of them have fallen and died tragically!

What's even more frightening is the number of ruined lives that Wu Manrou has not yet fully controlled. All living beings have a fate, and if the fate is destroyed, the soul will be scattered, and there will be no return!

The horror of her methods made her people fear her even more! They even feared her like a devil and regarded her as an enemy. How cruel and sad is this for Wu Manrou?

Born in the ancestral witch department, grew up in the ancestral witch department, and is the princess of the clan, Wu Manrou's long-cherished wish in life is to protect the tribe and protect the clansmen!

The attitude and words of the clansmen are like a sharp sword, hitting the hearts of the people. The poignant nursery rhyme echoed in Wu Manrou's mind over and over again, making Wu Manrou's heart bleed!

At this time, the heavens and the earth suddenly shone brightly, and Wu Manrou looked up in surprise.

I saw that bright meteors crossed the sky and disappeared in a flash. Leaving a magnificent trail in the sky, the momentary brilliance is so beautiful.

"Shooting stars?"

Wu Manrou was surprised, her empty eyes flashed a strange color, as if she had thought of something, Wu Manrou stood up quickly, and then slowly knelt on the ground, clasped her hands together, and prayed sincerely and made a wish.

It is said that meteor showers fall from the sky, and sincere prayers can hook the all-powerful ancient gods, and when the gods listen to the prayers of their people, they will help them fulfill their wishes.

"Omnipotent ancient gods, please guide me so that my people will no longer fear me and no longer regard me as an enemy! May the human witch be willing to sacrifice everything, including my life and soul!"

After Wu Manrou finished praying, she knelt three times and nine times before slowly standing up. Looking up, she quietly watched the meteor shower, as if she was expecting the will of the ancient gods to come and guide her.

I don't know if Wu Manrou's prayers have an effect, or if she is really ominous.

An outerly brighter meteor streaked a bright trail across the sky, rapidly approaching the Fallen Demon Cliff. As the meteor approached, Wu Manrou's face was full of surprise, this ...... Where is this brighter meteor, it's obviously a big fireball!

"This is coming towards the Falling Demon Cliff?" Wu Man's soft eyes shrank suddenly, his toes tapped towards the bluestone, and his body swept out of the Falling Demon Cliff like a feather, spanning thousands of meters in an instant.

"Boom!"

Before Wu Manrou could turn around, a loud noise rang through the Demon Cliff. For a while, the dust was flying, and the night sky, which was not bright, was covered by dust and made it difficult to see.

After a long time, when the dust covering the Fallen Demon Cliff cleared, Wu Manrou hurriedly looked towards the top of the cliff.

I saw that a scarlet coffin was deeply trapped in the bluestone on the top of the cliff. The bluestone on the edge of the coffin was dissatisfied, and the hideous cracks spread hundreds of meters away. Wu Manrou couldn't help but secretly rejoice, fortunately, the dodge was timely. Otherwise, even if the Wu clan is physically strong and will not fall, it will be hit hard.

"Up!"

Wu Manrou Qianqian grasped the edge of the coffin lid with her fine hands, and with a shout, she suddenly pulled out the coffin that was deep in bluestone.

"This ...... Is this the coffin of the gods?" Wu Manrou placed the coffin on the intact bluestone a hundred meters away, carefully observed, and exclaimed uncertainly.

The coffin was scarlet, as if it had been washed in blood. The material made of it is like gold and not gold, wood and not wood, and Wu Manrou is difficult to identify, but she can detect that the coffin contains a terrifying vitality. The coffin is engraved with a picture of worship by all peoples, sacred and ancient. On the whole, the coffin was placed on top of the bluestone, and an invisible majesty filled the Falling Demon Cliff, which made Wu Manrou have a feeling that she did not dare to look at it directly, as if it was not a coffin placed on the bluestone, but an ancient god entrenched on the bluestone.

"Contains vitality, all the people worship, majestic and covering the sky, this should be the coffin of the gods. However, in today's era, how can there still be a divine coffin? Could it be that this coffin is a divine coffin from the ancient period?" Wu Manrou recalled the introduction of the divine coffin in the tribal secret collection classics, and carefully scrutinized it against the coffin in front of her.

"Whoosh!whoosh!whoosh!whoosh!"

The sound of breaking the air sounded one after another, and dozens of figures appeared in the inaccessible Meteorite Cliff.

"Ancient coffins from the sky?"

"Vitality, worship of all peoples, majesty covers the sky. This...... Is this a divine coffin?" exclaimed someone uncertainly.

"Divine coffin, how is it possible?" Some people don't believe it, the divine coffin needs to be built by inheriting the ancient life divine wood. If today's Tao is broken and broken forever, how can there be a divine tree of life that inherits the eternal life?

"Regardless, this is an unopened treasure. ”

Everyone is full of energy, whether it is a god coffin or not, this ancient coffin must be extraordinary. They all want to capture the ancient coffin, strengthen their bodies, or strengthen their clans.

"Do you think I'm nothing?" Wu Manrou's phoenix eyes were sinister, and a pair of beautiful eyes forced everyone to look at him, and said, "I found this coffin, do you want to take it by force?"

"Princess Manrou, treasures are the residence of the virtuous. This ancient coffin is a divine artifact descended from the sky, how can it be said in order? How can it be said that it is forcibly seized?" A middle-aged man sitting on a giant wolf about dozens of meters tall looked indifferent and retorted with a chuckle.

"Yes, yes. The radical of the wolf is a great good. Someone immediately chimed in.

"You think so too?" asked Wu Manrou word by word.

"Princess Manrou, Gu Yuxuan is polite. Yu Xuan didn't dare to talk about the princess's wrongness, but Yu Xuan still agreed with the words of the Heavenly Wolf's radical. Princess Manrou, personally, I admire you and would like this coffin to belong to the princess. But the ancestors of the various clans came in person, and you arrogantly descended the gods from the sky, and took them as their own! So, where will you be here? ”

It was a handsome man with a graceful demeanor, dressed in a purple robe and wearing a purple and gold crown on his head. He took a slight step forward and bowed to Wu Manrou. Then, a few words put everyone on the opposite side of Wu Manrou.

"Hmph, no need to say more, see the truth in your hands. Wu Manrou snorted coldly, waved his hand to ingest the ancient coffin into the small world, and took out a mace. It is nearly ten meters long, and its hammer head is covered with sharp wolf fangs, and the whole is a dark red, which is extremely hideous.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, it must be better!]