The pretense that Wu Yan said was not as simple as Tang Luo and the others changing their clothes.

She gave Tang Luo and the three of them a potion, which, combined with her witchcraft, temporarily changed the appearance of all three.

The two personal guards and a personal maid who became Wu Yan are the kind that have their original identities and follow Wu Yan wholeheartedly, rarely dealing with outsiders.

It is very convenient for Tang Luo to pretend to be.

As for where the original owner is, it is estimated that no one knows except for the black disaster.

"Just stay here." Wu Yan said to Tang Luo and the others, and took out another model of a carriage that was less than the size of a palm, extremely delicate, and threw it to the ground.

In the process of losing, the carriage glowed with emerald green, and when it landed, it had become a real carriage.

It's just that the horses that pull the carts are also made of wood.

"Get in the car, just sit, don't have to catch the car." "It will find its own way." ”

The place outside the carriage for the coachman to sit is also quite spacious, and there is no problem in sitting down Tang Luo's three, and the whistling dog lies on Tang Luo's lap, squinting his eyes lazily, and his mouth shakes from time to time.

The real wizard's car, entering the Fusang tribe is naturally unimpeded.

Along the way, Tang Luo and the three of them also clearly felt that the Fusang tribe was really well defended, and a terrifying net was woven openly and secretly.

Just waiting for people to throw themselves into the net, even if it seems to be flawed, and the place where the Great Immortal Master can use his means to enter, is actually a trap set on purpose.

"You wouldn't have been able to sneak in without me." The sound of the black attack reached the ears of the three of them.

"We didn't even want to sneak in." King Kong whispered, a little lacking in confidence.

After all, not infiltrating relied on Tang Luo, not his own strength.

"If you don't sneak in and die, you won't be able to create a chance for your companions." "Don't worry, I won't ask where your companions are." ”

"It's okay to ask, we don't know." King Kong laughed.

They didn't share Tang Luo's task in the summons, but Tang Luo told them two days ago that that task had been completed.

It means that the news of the imminent birth of the Great Witch of the Northern Plains has been successfully brought into the Central Capital by "Kong Xuan", and it is known by the people of the Great You Court and the Longya Daomen.

How the specific Great Shadow will deal with it is not something that Tang Luo can know.

Tang Luo's side also didn't get the information that he could return.

For King Kong's words, Wu Yan was noncommittal.

As a "bait" for the sound of the east, these three people are almost similar to the dead soldiers, and in order to prevent leaking the news after being caught, it is normal not to inform them of the real main force.

But judging from the strength of the three of them, they are definitely not nobodies who can give up at will, and it seems that they should know something.

If you are suspicious, you will inevitably try to tempt in every possible way.

But Wu Yan only wanted to prevent the birth of the Great Witch, and he didn't want to ask more, so he just casually mentioned the hearts of An Yi, An Tangluo and others.

The gathering place of the Fusang tribe is very lively, people come and go, and at first glance it looks peaceful.

It's just that many people are wearing swords and swords, with a hint of ferocity in their eyes, and ordinary pedestrians have avoided them, just like the fierce large dogs on the street without leashes and with exposed teeth.

And these people, as soon as they saw Tang Luo and their carriage coming, they avoided it one by one, stood on the side of the road and saluted respectfully, not even daring to raise their heads.

"Hmph." A cold snort came from inside the carriage, "The samurai of Fuso, the more alive you go, the more you go back." ”

The so-called samurai is a relatively high-status class in the Fuso tribe, which is equivalent to the role of the Great Shadow Military Attaché and the like.

However, these people are flooded with warriors from the Fuso tribe, and as long as there is some power in the family, they can get a samurai to be a warrior - even if they have no power.

That's why they said that the more they lived, the more they went back.

Her words were unceremoniously, and the group of samurai who bowed their heads did not dare to complain more.

Even if this was their Fuso tribe, it would be as easy for the wizards of the Ugin tribe to kill them as it was to eat and drink, and the two wizards of the tribe would not have an unpleasant quarrel with another wizard for the sake of some small samurai at such a critical moment.

"What, seeing that you're in a bad mood, didn't you find anyone?" A voice came from the end of the street.

From far to near, a tall man arrived.

"It's your business!" Wu Yan got out of the carriage and simply put it away, looking at this man who was a whole head taller than himself and could be compared to King Kong, but his words were unceremoniously.

"Obviously, the two of us should be in charge today, but you ran away alone, and you know that I'm not good at saving people. Three have died, so I have to pause and wait for you to come back. The man said, his identity was about to come out, as if he was also a wizard, "You say it's none of my business?" ”

This man is a wizard of the Blackwater tribe named Batu.

The competition between the five major tribes actually began yesterday.

Because of the relationship that had just begun, they were mainly tempting each other, and there were no major casualties, except that one person died in the Blackwater tribe.

Today is the second day, but Wu Zhen, who was supposed to be in the town, couldn't hold it back, and went out to find those people who were making trouble in the northern plains.

Batu is left alone, he is good at killing people but is not good at saving people, and as a result, he died after shouting out to admit defeat, which is more embarrassing.

Simply stopped, Batu planned to go to find Wuyan, and just happened to meet him.

"That's because you're too wasteful." You're not welcome at all.

It seems that this guy not only has a bad relationship with the two wizards of the Fusang tribe, but even the wizards of the Blackwater tribe are not very good.

With a little extrapolation, maybe she doesn't have a good relationship with all the other wizards.

No wonder it is against the birth of the Great Witch.

"Don't talk nonsense, since you haven't found anyone, I'll go back." Batu said, "Your Ugin tribe has two dead. ”

"Batuu, did you do it on purpose?" Wu Zhen's thick eyebrows were raised, as if he was about to turn his face.

"You left it on your own, it's my business!" Batu sneered, turned around and left.

Wu Yan scolded behind his back, didn't choose to do it, and walked towards that side.

Tang Luo and the three of them followed behind, and they didn't talk much, listening to Wuyan's arrangement for the time being.

It would definitely be safer to wait until the right time to do it than for the three of them to rush in - at least for King Kong and Tang Yuhan.

For Tang Luo, it is to wait for the rabbit, and wait until he can catch it all and finish the battle.

Soon, Wu Yan took Tang Luo and the three of them to the place where they were fighting.

A spacious circular school field, surrounded by a total of five set up viewing platforms, each gorgeous and comfortable, obviously a certain amount of effort.

These high platforms are naturally used by the leaders of the five major tribes and witches.

Underneath the high platform was a wooden shed, where the people of the major tribes participated in the battle, but the number of them was far more than ten.

There were a lot of people waiting around, as well as healers who were healing.

Wu Yan climbed the high platform and sat down, and the middle-aged man next to him, who was a little similar to Wu Yan, looked over and said in a deep voice: "Don't be willful, our side is at a disadvantage, there are only eight people left, one of whom is seriously injured, and it is impossible to play again for three or five days." ”

Wu Yan glanced at the man, did not speak, and was indifferent.

The middle-aged man was not angry, or could not see any angry expression, and put his eyes back on the field.

For the three waiters brought over by Wu Zhen, he didn't even pay attention to them.

This man is called Uyouchao, and he is the leader of the Ugin tribe.

has the same surname as Wujin, not that the Wujin tribe believes in Wu, but that the two are uncles and nephews.

It is rumored that the last king of the Ugin tribe, that is, the father of Wuyan, was killed by the plot of Wuyouchao, not ostensibly sick and died.

This matter is not true or false, but the relationship between Wu Yu and Wu Youchao is indeed cold, this is certain.

Fortunately, the two did not have an obvious tendency to fight, but they were indifferent, but they did not shake the status of the five major tribes of the Ugin tribe.

"Let's start over." Batu returned to the high platform and said loudly.

Tang Luo's gaze swept over all the high platforms.

The leaders of the five major tribes were all there, but only two of the six witches, Batu and Wuyan, were not here, and they did not know where they went.

Most of them practice quietly in their respective residences.

Wizards are no better than leaders, their status basically comes from their own strength, and they also know very well that strength is fundamental, and they will not put the cart before the horse.

In other words, it is impossible for a priest who is obsessed with power to reach the realm of "witch", unless he is a super genius and talented, such a person has not appeared in Beiyuan for the time being.

Wu's strength is strong, and the leaders of the five major tribes also have a sense of power.

Tang Luo looked at it at a glance and could see the "totemic power" looming behind these five people.

The totemic power behind the leader of the Ugin tribe is a flame, and there seems to be a bird looming in the center of the flame.

The totem power of the Fusang tribe is really a big tree, but there is a round red sun in the middle.

The totemic power of the Xiong Zhen tribe is not a big bear, but a thick black mountain.

The waves of the Black Sea are surging, and there is a beast that looks like a turtle surrendering up and down, which is the specific form of the totemic power behind the leader of the Black Water Tribe.

Behind the leader of the Teng Snake tribe, it was relatively simple, an earthy yellow snake with strange wings writhing its body.

The power of these totems can not only protect the tribal leaders from being injured by witchcraft and Taoism, but also provide them with great help when fighting.

But these forces do not belong to these leaders, they themselves will not and cannot consciously and actively use them, which is counted as a kind of "passivity".

I don't really have any awareness of this power.

Rather, the priests could feel the presence of the power of the totem.

With Batu's voice, a person quickly came out of the Teng Snake tribe, but it was a priest - it should be the high priest, and his cold gaze swept over the competitors of the other four tribes, and finally fell on the seriously injured man in the Ugin tribe.

The high priest of the Teng Snake tribe showed a cruel smile and hooked his fingers: "You, come up." ”