Wu Moxie, who was dressed in linen filial piety clothes, looked out of place with the surrounding clansmen, and the mastiff Shayue followed closely behind, not leaving an inch. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Patriarch, I can go in place of Leng Zhuzuka, but I have one request. Wu Moxie's eyes were hollow, and he said indifferently.

The patriarch's brows furrowed, and his tone carried a hint of anger.

"Wu Moxie, don't you give your mother filial piety well, come here to make trouble?"

"Do you think I'm joking?" Wu Moxie tilted his head, and the innocent smile that had been hanging on his face all day long had completely dissipated and became extremely unfamiliar.

The patriarch was stunned for a moment, his brows raised slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

"Hmph, no matter how much my cold bamboo mound falls, I won't send a mortal to go. ”

The second elder patted his robe and said jokingly, "Or, you can let the clansmen vote to see how many people support you to go?"

As soon as the words fell, the audience was even more silent, and no one supported them.

Wu Moxie was silent, and after looking around, he found the delicate figure in the red shirt in the crowd, Wu Aya and his father stood together, but they also remained silent.

Colliding with Wu Moxie's gaze, Wu Aya was like a frightened rabbit, and immediately hurriedly shifted her gaze and looked up at the sky.

"Brother Mo Ye, no matter what happens in the future, I will be on your side!"

Thinking of the crisp words of the red-shirted girl that day, Wu Moxie laughed at himself, his mother was right, people's hearts are cold, in this world, he can only rely on himself.

"Mo Xie, it's none of your business, go back, remember to put incense on your mother for me. At this time, Hu Tian stood up and said to Wu Moxie.

Wu Moxie jumped up a green tendon on his forehead, and the cold killing intent flashed in his eyes, then he raised his head and said with a light smile: "Wu Hutian, is it your turn to interject here?"

The whole audience was stunned, and then there was an uproar.

"This kid is crazy?!"

"Dare to talk to Amber Tian like this, he can be regarded as the first person......"

On the high platform, Hu Tianpi didn't smile, but he was not provoked, he asked lightly: "I am the elder of the Leng Bamboo Tomb Guardian Pavilion, why can't it be my turn to speak?"

"If my father hadn't died back then, would it be your turn to sit in a mere Soul Melting Realm third-layer Soul Priest?" Wu Moxie confronted each other and sneered: "Before the patriarch could speak, you jumped out as a mere Pavilion Elder Pavilion, what do you want?"

"Presumptuous!"

The third elder pointed at Wu Moxie angrily and shouted, "Little bastard, you can't even count as the initial realm, where did you get the courage to talk about it here! If you let this kind of waste fight in place of my Leng Zhuzuka, won't it make my clan no longer be able to raise its head in front of other clans?!"

Wu Moxie sneered and said, "It's a pity that I'm such a waste, and I can also clean up your little bastard well, and I only dare to take a detour when I see me." ”

When the words fell, his eyes deliberately fell on a long-haired young man wrapped in bandages not far away.

Wu Huaitian, the grandson of the three elders, was holding a cane, and when he saw Wu Moxie's gaze, he couldn't help but shudder.

"Wu Moxie, your family is really so bold! Disrupt the clan meeting three times and twice, really when the old man doesn't dare to kill the killer?!" The Great Elder's face was full of anger, and the sandalwood staff in his hand suddenly stomped on the ground, and the angry shouts resounded.

Three blue-scaled falcons glided down, fluttering and swirling in the void with a strong wind, and the eagle's chirp echoed piercingly.

"Old man, let's see today, after the death of the Lu family, who else will protect you!"

The atmosphere is solemn, and the smell of gunpowder fills the space, which is about to explode.

"Enough!"

The patriarch, who had been pondering for a long time, finally spoke, raised his head and said to Wu Moxie: "Say, what do you want." ”

"Patriarch!"

The Great Elder's face turned blue and turned his head to look at Wu Kui.

"Elder Kai, I have my own decision on this matter, if you do have any objections to this, I have to let the cloud wolf nephew go......" Wu Kui's face sank like water, but his faint words made the Great Elder's face change, and he immediately sat back in his place.

Wu Moxie's expression remained unchanged from the beginning, and he said lightly: "If I get the sequence back, return my father's emperor soul!"

As soon as these words came out, the tribesmen were in an uproar,

"I said that this baby's brain is broken, and the initial realm is not even considered that he still wants to get the sequence, is he daydreaming......"

"The soul has no affiliation, and it can't be cultivated at all, and if you ask for the emperor's soul, you can only take it to destroy the heavens. ”

“......”

Wu Moxie turned a deaf ear to the commotion around him, and he quietly stared at Wu Kui, just to seek an answer.

"The emperor-level remnant soul is gone. Patriarch Wu Kui sighed.

"What?" Wu Moxie took a step forward, his fists clenched suddenly,

Immediately, Wu Moxie's gaze quickly shifted and converged on a young man standing on the high platform.

Wu Yunwolf's eyes were blazing, like the angry eyes of King Kong, there was a golden crow on his shoulder, and his demeanor was like an aura rushing into the sky, and nine tails hung down, accompanied by countless golden flame snakes entangled.

As if feeling Wu Moxie's gaze, Wu Yunwolf and Jin Wu looked at it at the same time, and suddenly the golden light was dazzling, and it was even more intimidating, and his eyes seemed to be looking at an ant struggling with it, indifferent.

Who the emperor soul gave to, everything is self-evident.

"It's strange to say that the spirit demons he has summoned over the years are all pseudo-emperor souls......" Wu Moxie was angry in his heart, and suddenly suddenly.

The soul of the priest can be divided into congenital and acquired, and it is naturally best to be born with a pure soul, and even if it is congenitally insufficient, it can be made up for by nurture. Just like Wu Yunwolf, he couldn't detect the king's soul back then, but after absorbing the mutilated emperor's soul, he summoned a demon spirit of the pseudo-emperor's soul.

At this time, the patriarch changed his words and said slowly: "However, if you can come back with the sequence, it will be for me to earn a breath for Leng Zhuzuka, and at that time, I will give you the only remaining royal soul in the clan, and it is the complete soul left by the ancestors." ”

Hu Tian was taken aback, hurriedly came to Wu Kui's side, and whispered: "Patriarch, how can this be done? What is the difference between handing over a king's soul to him and destroying it directly?"

"How can I not do it? What is the chance that Wu Moxie will be able to get the sequence back, I still need to say more? Take 10,000 steps back and say, if he gets the sequence back, it will also be a good thing for Leng Zhuzuka. The family has been isolating their family, this royal soul, even if the family compensates them. ”

Wu Kui saw that Hu Tian still looked unwilling, and couldn't help but say in a deep voice: "Wu Cao has been dead for nearly twenty years, and you have also got what you want, let go of all personal grievances......"

"Okay, when will I go. Wu Moxie did not frown, and responded decisively at the moment.

"Take this secret order to the clan treasury to get a thousand soul stones, and set off tomorrow. Wu Kui threw Wu Moxie a black stone plaque, then turned around and walked off the high platform.

"Adjournment!"

Wu Moxie held the stone plaque in his hand, his expression was complicated, and he was about to leave.

In front of him, there was a red-shirted girl with a guilty face, and she looked worried, and she wanted to speak again.

"Brother Mo ......"

Wu Moxie didn't squint and turned a deaf ear, as if he had never known the girl in front of him, and the ancient well passed by him without waves.

Wu Aya, who was wearing a red shirt, stood helplessly in place, her delicate body trembling slightly.

Wu Aya would rather Wu Moxie come up to her and scold her, or even give her a hard slap, which can make Wu Aya feel a little better, but it is the expression of treating strangers like this that makes her heart instantly cold.

On the way, Wu Moxie untied the hemp rope on his head and raised his eyes, but saw a young man leaning on the trunk of a tree, staring at him indifferently.

"You're quite courageous. ”

Wu Moxie raised his eyebrows. "It's your business. ”

"Before the initial realm arrives, you dare to break into the Heavenly Lotus Valley, is it because you have the courage to be brave, or is it a broken jar?" Wu Yunwolf didn't care, and smiled lightly: "I'm really looking forward to seeing you return to the Cold Bamboo Tomb and get the king's soul." ”

Hearing this, Wu Moxie shook his head, walked slowly to Wu Yunwolf's side, and laughed softly: "Don't worry, what belongs to me, I will naturally get it, not only to obtain the king soul, but also to let you spit out my father's emperor soul!"

After speaking, he walked away alone.

Wu Yunwolf's cold face finally showed a trace of killing intent, he touched the golden crow on his shoulder, and said to himself: "People who talk big often don't live long, the only pity is that I can't kill him with my own hands......"

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