Ning Yun squinted coldly at the three fallen high priests with a look of disdain. These are all people who tend to be inflammatory, or cowardly as rats, even Hongliang, who only bowed down when the clan witch arrived before.

Ram and Yu looked around at everyone, bowing slightly to the three half-kneeling high priests, he liked the piety of the people to bow and worship, if it weren't for the fact that there was a mountain-like figure living in the bamboo tower, he was afraid that his status would be higher. He thought to himself, put away his thoughts, and the faint smile on his face dissipated.

Zongzheng Qingrong still has such an indisputable face, and gestures to the ram and cozy. Ram Yu hid behind his grandfather, yesterday's humiliation was especially in his memory, and he snorted coldly at Hongliang.

"The Ram Clan Witch has such a big pomp and face, where do you use forty clan witch guards to accompany you when you travel in the Heishui River, it is really different from our cheap life, your life is so precious." Ning Yun's words were sharp, and the sound of laughter was directed at the ram and cozy.

She has been following the Great Witch since she was a child, and everywhere she looks, only that Lord is the most noble and undesecrated existence, how can she afford to look down on a nobleman like the Ram Family, especially after seeing the disgusting arrogance of the Ram Yu bullying the weak.

The ram and the old kung fu of Qi cultivation will not be angry with a little girl in front of the big man in the clan, his face has not changed, and he has not even snorted coldly. But the male sheep next to him couldn't hold his breath, his grandfather was one of the two major clans of Heimiao, how could a little maid on the other side despise the abuse.

"Little girl, be careful when you speak, this kind of occasion is not something that people like you can judge at will." Ram Yu raised his head proudly, this was the first time he had participated in the clan witch conference in the Heishui River with his grandfather, and his identity was to be sufficient.

Ning Yun stared at Ram Yu for a moment, smiled 'poof', and ignored it, the playful laughter caused Ram Yu's body to become more and more black. If it weren't for the sake of Ning Yun is personal maid of the Great Witch, Ram Yu would never have swallowed this breath.

You just wait, after the festival, I have to pull out the skin of your little girl. Ram Yu attaches great importance to the victory or defeat of the festival, and is confident enough that he will be promoted to a priest this time, and even more, he has an absolute certainty about the highlight of the three days after the festival.

Perhaps, after the festival, the commander of Heimiao on the banks of the Heishui River will be their ram's family. Thinking of this, he secretly rejoiced in his heart, and the look on his face, every smile was full of joy.

Ning Yun was suspicious, this idiot would be angry and laugh for a while, there was something wrong with his brain, right?

Everyone in front of the bamboo tower had been waiting for too long, and Ning Yun didn't dare to delay such a major event as the clan witch conference, so he repeatedly ordered the great witch god guard behind him.

Suddenly, the copper drum and suona behind him played in unison, and the ancient bronze bell hanging in the open space in front of the bamboo building was struck. This is the highest standard welcome music of the Heishui River. The bronze bell is engraved with ancient mysterious patterns and words, the mottled marks of the years, and the ornaments on the ancient bell have long been indistinguishable.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the time has come, please follow Ning Yun into the bamboo building, Lord Dawu has been waiting for you in the inner room for a long time." Ning Yun turned sideways to get out of the way, and the bluestone floor stretched all the way to the front of the bamboo building.

"The guards you brought are still waiting outside, the forbidden place of the clan building, and the sword soldiers are prohibited." The Great Witch Divine Guard behind him stepped forward, this is the rule of Hei Miao, entering the patriarch's residence, out of respect and safety considerations, swords and utensils are not allowed to be brought in.

It's just that the Clan Witch Conference has not been held for ten years, and these bigwigs have obviously forgotten this rule. And the ram and the cocoon have been in charge of the clan for many years, and the sword soldiers have not left him for many years, this rule is especially difficult for him to accept, and it always seems to imply that his identity is not as good as the one in the bamboo building.

Everyone slowly untied the scimitar at their waist and handed it to the hands of the Great Witch Guard, and it was the turn of the ram to be harmonious. With a wave of his hand, he shrugged back the guards who approached him, especially the scimitar that was characteristic of the witch. He didn't hand over the scimitar to the guard in front of the bamboo tower, but turned around and handed the knife into the hands of Ram Yu. Ning Yun and Zong Zheng Qingrong's faces changed abruptly, and the deep meaning of the ram and cozy movements was self-evident. He has always disdained the power of the lord in the bamboo building.

Staying up to the level of the clan witch, the cold weapon is more of a symbol of killing within the clan for them, and their most powerful means is the essence of both witch and Gu, which is far better than any sword soldier.

The ram and the cosy head raised and took the lead in stepping into the open space in front of the bamboo building, without the slightest shy humility to the same identity of Zongzheng Qingrong, perhaps he had already thought that he had been forbearance for many years, and now the time had finally come, and what he was waiting for was this year's festival of sacrifice, waiting for the adult in the bamboo building to reach the age of nineteen.

The only thing he miscalculated was that this year, as predicted by Tong Jia Muqiu, she achieved the position of Great Witch.

And what kind of existence the Great Witch has been since ancient times, no one knows, and the ram and the cocoon have no bottom at all. That lord has been in hiding from the world for many years, except for Zongzheng Qingrong, she has not seen any clansmen, and this is the best time to explore her details by herself.

"What kind of son, please wait outside the bamboo building, this level of clan witch conference, not people of any status can participate casually, and the big witch is not a cat or dog can casually look at his face."

Ning Yun's words were extremely unkind, it was a response to the previous Ram Yu's insult of his low status, according to the Rational Clan Witch Conference, it was indeed not at the level of the Gu Master of the Ram Yu District that could participate.

Seeing that Ram Yu was about to step into the front yard with his grandfather, Ning Yun hurriedly spoke to stop him, and the great witch Shenwei beside him looked at Ning Yun and made a statement, and immediately set up a scimitar in front of Ram Yu.

Ram Yu's facial muscles twitched, and it was difficult to suppress the resentment in his heart, and he said three times in a row: "Good, good, good." He leaned over to ask the ram for help, "Grandpa? ”

The blade between the arms of the Great Witch Divine Guard did not change, standing horizontally like a mountain, and the sword was so sunny in the eyes.

The ram and cosy were on their backs, their backs straight, their feet paused. He didn't turn around, but responded flatly, "Just wait outside." ”

Ten years later, at the first clan witch conference, the three high priests and Zongzheng Qingrong, or also the ram and Yu, did not expect that the beginning would be so dignified.

Ning Yun glanced at Ram Yu proudly, his eyes full of provocation, play, and contempt. She looks down on this handsome boy in the clan, a respected and beloved young man of the clan witch family!

Zong Zheng Qingrong glared at Ning Yun in disgust, and was so shocked that Ning Yun half stuck out his tongue. She shook her head helplessly and walked into the bamboo building after the ram and cozy.

The expressions of the three high priests were different, all of them were in a solemn mood, and their steps among the bluestones were as heavy as a thousand pounds. A series of actions of the ram in front of the bamboo building and the knife of the cocoy knife, and the confrontation between the clouds and the ram Yu, all made them feel the prelude before the storm.

They are getting older, and they are more and more desperate for their lives, and they no longer live up to the reputation they had back then.