Jiufeng's gaze swept slightly, and he glanced in the direction where Yin Hong was flying.

Slightly apologetic, he said to the king of Zhou: "King of people, when your son comes back and sees Xingtian's head taken away, he will definitely be furious. As compensation, there are three phoenix feathers, you take them, and give them to the old lady's cheap nephew in a while. As long as he takes one of them, his heart moves. The old lady will know that when the time comes, each one can promise to help him do one thing on behalf of the old lady. ”

"Oh, good..."The King of Xuan was stunned and took the three fiery phoenix feathers.

"Then let's take my leave!" Jiufeng saluted the king again.

See the king nod his head.

Only then did it turn into a flash of fire, shoot straight out, and disappear in front of everyone's eyes in an instant.

It's so strong, it's so fast!

Even if it was Wen Taishi, who had a mount, Mo Qilin, he couldn't help but secretly admire the figure of Jiufeng flying away.

"Teacher, what should I do now?" The king asked Xiang Wentaishi.

"Wait and see what happens, and let them come to live next to our song, maybe it's not a bad thing. After all, we can tolerate them, but others may not tolerate them. When the time comes, maybe they will be able to do their part to defend the royal capital. ”

Based on what Master Wen has seen, he naturally knows that the big battle is about to take place.

In the current eventful season, such an arrangement may not be a bad thing in his opinion.

After another half an hour, Xiao Yinhong limped back towards the Chinese army camp.

When passing by the Xingtian Cemetery, Xiao Yinhong just glanced at it, and he didn't see it at all.

Obviously, Jiufeng is gone, and he doesn't bother to pay attention to this thing.

And he is even more worried in his heart now, in case one day this Jiufeng really collides with Xingtian.

After clarifying what happened, how should it end?

I'm afraid that the torturer will have to carry a big axe to pick himself up.

I don't even feel a pain in my flesh when I think about it.

Returning to his own king, he thought about it while teasing the little yellow chicken.

In his opinion, after Jiufeng goes back, it will definitely not be long before he will really come to Chaoge.

This kind of thing, planning early is more reliable than planning late.

After a long time, Xiao Yinhong had already made up his mind to think about it.

At the end of this trip to Beihai, I have to go to Taishi's grandmother with Taishi, with her protection, I am not afraid of settling the accounts when the time comes.

Thinking clearly, Xiao Yinhong fell asleep.

......

It's just that what he doesn't know is that his worries are actually completely unnecessary.

Because, at this moment, Jiufeng, who is packing his luggage in his North Hell's secret room.

He was staring at the golden skull on the table, laughing.

Although she is uninhibited in appearance and behavior, she Jiufeng is the wisest woman in the entire Wu clan, how can she not see that kid just now?

Especially as a member of the Wu Clan, her understanding of the skulls of the Wu Clan is even more difficult for outsiders to achieve.

She tapped on the metal skull, a look of disdain.

Can this brain still be conscious?

Don't you know that the Wu people don't have a primordial god?

If the head is chopped off, what kind of consciousness is it pulled?

And also take apprentices?

Can you still have such a high ideological consciousness and say what kind of words can people and witches coexist?

If this was to change the skull of another Wu Clan, maybe she Jiufeng would be able to reluctantly deceive herself into believing it.

This is a punishment god, picking up an axe is a big coarse cut.

You say that he can tell these big truths, isn't this a fool?

But she Jiufeng recognized it all, and she didn't break anything!

Even she had already thought about it, even if she saw Xingtian himself, she would forcibly ask Xingtian to perform this play.

In other words, this aunt, she should still be decided!

This is the best way she has thought of to protect her people for thousands of years, which is the coexistence of humans and witches.

Otherwise, the outcome of the gradual extinction of the Wu Clan cannot be changed.

Because that's the trend!

In the past, Chiyou fought Xuanyuan, and the two clans of people and witches never died, but now with the passage of time.

Many people don't remember that hatred for a long time.

In addition, that kid's idea actually coincided with her.

I don't say whether the kid was intentional or unintentional, but it was right in her arms.

In addition, this kid has indeed become the body of the witch clan, which can't fool her.

Under the protection of multiple conditions, she naturally borrowed the slope to get off the donkey.

That's why she took the initiative to agree to give three phoenix feathers, which can be regarded as a favor.

It's just that after thinking about it for a while, she feels that if she wants to do this properly, she must give another big gift.

Immediately, she got up again and headed for the North Underworld.

......

At this moment, the nine babies in the fierce water river are constantly licking their wounds.

And the repair of his injuries is also extremely fast.

Of the seven heads that had been blown up, five had already grown again.

However, at this time, there was a sound outside.

"Brother Jiuying, are you here? Yuan Futong came to visit his brother! ”

Hearing the name Yuan Futong, Jiuying's eyes lit up.

In his eyes, this is a master who can do things.

From time to time, some people from big merchants would be thrown over to him for tooth sacrifices.

Only then did he quickly get up and transform into a middle-aged man who was thin and somewhat sick.

It's just that the eyes of the yin owl all show his true nature.

As soon as he transformed, he responded to the outside again and again: "I'm here, Brother Yuan just come in!" Just treat this as your home, don't be informal. ”

As soon as the words fell, a sturdy man dressed in silver and white armor, eight feet tall, and carrying two monks who looked like embroidered robes walked in.

"Oh, I haven't seen you for a long time, Brother Jiuying, I heard that you went to deal with the army of the King of Xuan a few days ago and had some failures, so my brother came to send you some supplements."

As he spoke, Yuan Futong slapped his big hand, and a few soldiers outside walked in with nearly a hundred Chengtang people.

All of them are sturdy men.

The nine babies who watched it were called a happy eyebrow.

hurriedly made a gesture to Yuan Futong and the three of them.

"Hurry up, three of you sit down, come on, what's polite?"

"Hey, it's all the remnants of Chengtang, and my brother knows that my brother is hello, instead of killing it, it's better to honor you." Yuan Futong is happy again.

After a few people were polite.

At this time, Yuan Futong began to ask the question.

"Brother, with your ability, there is still someone in Wen Taishi's army who can make you suffer?"

"Humph! What does it mean that my brother has suffered a loss? Brother, that's careless! The strength was not fully restored, and he was caught off guard. Jiuying snorted coldly.

After all, he would definitely not say anything about the seven heads that were beaten up, and the things that were deceived into kneeling and kowtowing.

Because this is too embarrassing, and he didn't know this Yuan Futong originally, if it weren't for this kid pushing people into the fierce water last time, the two wouldn't know each other.

After getting to know him, every time Yuan Futong caught some people who made soup, he would send them to him to enjoy.

came and went, and the two became brothers.

He Jiuying was originally ordered by Nuwa to stop the Shang Tang army here.

And Yuan Futong is also the king of Xu, and the two are really together.

"Brother, what great power do you say is in Wen Zhong'er's army? You know, you have to talk to my brother. You can't hide it from your brother! Yuan Futong inquired with a smile while drinking tea.

Jiuying is not stupid, and his mouth is short.

But if you want to say how powerful the king is, he naturally refuses.

Isn't this to increase the morale of others and destroy their own prestige?

Immediately, a slap on the chest!