The slender Wu Clan looked at Yang Jian stunned for a while, and finally said in a muffled voice: "Say, what do you want to do? And if you have the idea of wanting to find out something from me, I advise you to die of this heart!"

Yang Jian was noncommittal, found a stone and sat down: "What's your name?" It seems that you are much smarter than your clansmen!"

This is a fact that Yang Jian has observed so far, for example, the leader who claimed to be called Wu Hate just now and his subordinates are like reckless men with well-developed limbs, and the difference between this guy in front of him is extremely obvious.

"Me?" The Wu clan thought for a moment and felt that his name should not be a secret, so he replied, "My name is Wu Jiu, and my name was given to me by my father!"

Yang Jian heard the meaning of these words, and said in surprise: "Your father is a human race?"

"Well, that's right!" Wu Jiu seemed to be a little impatient with the question, so he looked at Yang Jian vigilantly, "What do you want to do?"

"Me?" Yang Jian shook his head speechlessly: "I should be asking you what you want to do, right? I have no grievances with you, why did you kill me as soon as you came up?"

Yang Jian is very strange, it stands to reason that the Wu clan should hate the demon clan the most, how can he hate the human race so much?

"No grievances and no hatred?" Wu Jiu looked at Yang Jian with complicated eyes, "Who does the flood desolation belong to now?"

"This ......" Yang Jian was speechless, but then he shook his head and said: "That's also your own reason, after all, you fought to the death with the demon clan, and in the end, you lost both and hurt no one else!"

"That's right! On the surface, it seems to be our reason, but ......" Wu Jiu paused, his eyes more complicated, "but in the end, it was because of the birth of your human race that we and the demon clan were abandoned!"

Yang Jian vaguely understood what the other party meant, but because of this, he couldn't say anything.

The human race is the protagonist of heaven and earth, this is determined by the way of heaven, it is the general trend, it is the number of fate, and the Wu clan traces the source back to the human race, but it can't be said that it is all wrong, but it is ......

How do these Wicans know?

"You don't have to guess, this is all what our ancestor Wu told us, so, for the sake of the blood of the human race in my body, you can go! Get out of here!" Wu Jiu stood up silently.

"Leave?" Yang Jian frowned, but it was a little strange, these witch clans were very hostile to him, and as soon as they saw him as an outsider, they seemed to be extremely vigilant, and said that he had the blood of ancestral witches, isn't this nonsense?

Of course, he felt that it might be the cause of Pangu's will, so after a moment of contemplation, he turned and walked in the direction of the call.

For him, although these witches are very mysterious, the most important thing for him now is to obtain the ancestral witch essence blood to complete the foundation, and the rest will be talked about later.

Seeing Yang Jian leave very "obediently", Wu Jiu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but at the same time, his heart was more complicated:

"Dad, is this what you call the Terrans? Maybe you're right! The Terrans are also good and bad, and this guy doesn't seem to be a weird......

......

......

Yang Jian naturally didn't know that this half-breed had already labeled himself a "good person", in fact, after leaving Wu Jiu's sight, he began to hide carefully, quietly watching Wu Jiu and the Wu clan who were knocked out in the dark.

That's right, Yang Jian didn't leave, because he suddenly thought of one thing, could these tribes of the Wu clan be the place where they called themselves?

If you are alone here, you don't know how to find the Year of the Monkey, and if you secretly follow this group of witches, you may have an unexpected gain.

At this time, Wu Jiu looked at the leader who had fainted, and when he found that the other party's fingers were moving slightly, as if he was about to wake up, he hurriedly lay on the ground and closed his eyes, as if he had also been knocked unconscious.

After a while, the witch hatred on the ground gradually woke up, first looked at the sky in confusion, and then as if remembering something, he pouted, and his face was extremely ugly.

"Bastard!

Looking around, Wu Hate found that all his subordinates had fainted, and suddenly he couldn't get angry, walked to each of his subordinates and kicked them a few times.

"Bastard, get it all up!"

"A bunch of wretched, even a little human doll can't handle it, idiot!"

"Damn, don't wake up yet, do you want to die!?"

......

The leader of the witch hated his men and punched and kicked him, until they woke up one by one, and then he cursed and said, "Who knows where that little rabbit is?"

One of his subordinates hesitated, stepped forward and said, "Chief, before I was knocked unconscious, I saw that Wu Jiu hadn't fainted yet, he should know something, right?"

Wu Jiu's face changed, and before he could explain, Wu Ha just punched him, and as Wu Jiu screamed and fell out, Wu Ha was even more angry, beating him violently, and lost his temper: "Wu Jiu, I have long seen that you are not pleasing to the eye, you, say it quickly, did you let that little rabbit cub go?"

Wu Jiu held his head and endured the beating, and explained in a panic: "Chief, I was wronged, and I can't even beat you...... Ahh

It's okay for him not to say this, but he can't beat Wu Hate when he says it, Wu Hate suddenly jumped like thunder, and he started even more ruthlessly: "You, which eye of yours sees that I can't beat me? Can't I beat me? I was yin by this little rabbit cub, otherwise I would have beaten him all over the ground looking for teeth!"

The more he said it, the more he felt that this was the case, and at the same time, the upper part of his hand involuntarily increased his strength.

"Chief, Witch...... Wu Jiu He ...... He ......"

"What is he, you stammer!"

"Chief, it's Wu Jiu, he's dying!"

With his subordinates screaming a little hurriedly, Wu Jiu was shocked and couldn't help but relax his strength.

"Hmph, you're cheap!" Wu Hate gave Wu Jiu another kick, and found that the other party was dying, so he snorted coldly: "You remember it for me, next time you dare to talk nonsense, I don't care what great kindness your father had to the tribe before, I will definitely break your mouth!"

As he spoke, he waved his big hand and walked in one direction, his subordinates glanced at each other, and while helping Wu Jiu, who was dying, he followed.

And Yang Jian, who was hiding in the grass in the distance, had his eyes flashing and followed silently.

This walk was a whole day, and as the night gradually approached, Wu Hate and the others lit a fire, and while eating the game they caught on the road, they continued to scold Yang Jian.

Of course, the main thing is that one person is scolding, and everyone else is complying.

At this time, Wu Ha looked at Wu Jiu, who bowed his head and was silent, and snorted coldly: "What's the matter? If you're not convinced, then fight with Lao Tzu and win against me, not to mention giving you a chance to take revenge, I'll just give you the position of the leader!"