Sitting on the shoulders of Xingshen, Yang Jiao is not very happy, and whoever is like a little sesame seed, sitting on the shoulders of his friends, will not be very happy.

Yang Jiao looked ahead again, and could only see the thigh-haired witch, this guy named Tujiu Dawu was really angry.

You can become smaller, why do you have to be so public? Don't you know that the great gods of the desolate world are everywhere? However, what makes Yang Jiao so angry is that no one really dares to provoke him.

Tu Jiu's overwhelming aura is simply overwhelming, thousands of zhang in one step, and there are few that can catch up with flying at this speed.

One of the advantages of sitting on the shoulders of giants is that you can see the scenery that you can't normally see.

Faintly in the distance, there are some simple stone thatched houses, Yang Jiao knows that it is the ancestral hall of the Wu clan, every 10,000 years, the Wu clan will change the defense, there are always ancestral witches sitting here, the ancestral hall is the core secret of the Wu clan, and it is not allowed to leak a little.

Tujiu Dawu is a taciturn character, just silent and hurried along the way, without a trace of superfluous words.

It's just that the amount of food of the Wu clan is amazing, let's just say that the nine great witches of the earth, there are five thousand-zhang snakes in one meal, and they are eaten alive, and the flesh and blood they eat are dripping, which makes Yang Jiao admire and disgust.

No wonder the witch clan and the demon clan are life and death enemies, the amount of food of the witch clan alone, no one can withstand it, five demon fairies in one meal, if the witch clan is allowed to eat, it is estimated that it will not take 100,000 years, and the demon clan will become a protected animal.

And the Star God of War and the God of Arrows, because he has not yet undergone the baptism of the Great Witch, although the amount of food is very large, it is not so scary.

I am afraid to do things and I am afraid to walk, no matter how far away, with a few long legs, I will not be able to walk to a place full of boundless primitive atmosphere.

Huge stone house, the roof is covered with thatch, and countless gods and witches are busy calling for peace, but they are doing things in a disorderly manner, and countless efforts have been wasted in vain.

Yang Jiao is not surprised by these, a group of barbarians, you expect them to be more organized, as an outsider, Yang Jiao has always pursued the strategy of more than less.

These big guys are full of evil spirits and short tempers, if they are unhappy, it is estimated that they will be beaten up again, and they can't be beaten to death, but they don't want to make everyone know.

Just as they walked into the world of witches, a goddess floated in the distance, how her facial features no one would pay attention, her body of compassion, charity and soft temperament, instantly hit everyone's hearts.

Especially Yang Jiao, looking at the figure wearing a goose yellow palace veil, he was suddenly intoxicated, he swore that no matter in his previous life or this life, such a kind and merciful goddess, he never dreamed of it.

Any words of praise are insults to her, and the lotus steps move lightly, and the faint fragrance makes people feel the ultimate gentleness in an instant.

Yang Jiao couldn't control himself at all, he was so drunk that he suddenly fell off the shoulder of the star god, but he didn't realize anything.

Yang Jiao felt that he had fallen, a soft and greasy place, and when he came back to his senses, he saw five jade pillars like mutton fat and white jade stretching, and he was sitting in a warm palm.

Seeing the goddess's curious gaze on herself, Yang Jiao was shy for the first time, and her face was flushed, as helpless as a virgin.

The goddess feels that this little thing is very interesting, all women have no resistance to small and cute things, and it seems that the goddess is no exception.

Putting Qianqianyu's hand in front of his eyes, looking at the size of sesame seeds, Yang Jiao, pure and flawless beautiful eyes, revealing an interested look, and a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, which is enough to subvert the world.

Some naughty ones blew lightly on Yang Jiao, and suddenly Yang Jiao was blown over a few times.

Yang Jiao is also dignified, he deeply understands that if you want to chase the goddess, you can't be a licking dog, licking the dog and licking the dog has nothing, this spell is any era.

Therefore, Yang Jiao turned around and sat on a white finger with a green onion.

Yang Jiao still showed an angry look on his face, but the goddess's tone was so good, and the faint fragrance of tea with a touch of sweetness made Yang Jiao a little reluctant to wash his face.

The goddess had crystal clear black and white eyes, looked at Yang Jiao a little innocently, and said softly, "What's wrong with you, are you angry?"

Yang Jiao endured the feeling of being heartbroken, and forced himself not to look at her with a twist of his head, if he succeeded, he would not be able to see what he wanted every day, and now he must not fall short.

So, he forcibly closed his eyes and didn't look, still pretending to be angry, but his body was numb and numb, his face twitched a little, and his pure and flawless eyes were really hard to resist.

The goddess was a little sad and said, "Are you really angry? I'm teasing you, little one." ”

Under everyone's horrified eyes, Yang Jiao ran to the goddess's red lips and kissed her.

Then Shi Shiran said, "This is our one-kiss alliance, from now on you will be my person, and when I grow up, I will marry you, by the way, what is your name?"

The goddess is in a trance, and this is the end? Does she have a fiancé? But she always feels that something is wrong?

Hearing Yang Jiao's question, he subconsciously said, "My name is Houtu." ”

Yang Jiao was very happy and shouted loudly, "Okay, today my Yang Jiao and Houtu are engaged, and everyone is witnessing." ”

When the words fell, all the witches were stunned, could it be that simple, Lord Zuwu was engaged?

Some people have a short circuit in their brains, and some are very sober, and the Houtu Ancestor Witch is like a mother's existence for all the Houtu tribes, and now, this is a little more than a little father, who can stand it.

So, someone jumped out and said with fiery eyes, "Bastard, dare to insult the ancestral witch and look for death." ”

Yang Jiao looked back and saw a 10,000-foot tall ancestral witch, with two huge earth snakes roaring on his shoulders, a soil python wrapped around his waist, holding a big knife the size of a mountain, and looking at Yang Jiao with resentment.

Houtu glared at the crazy witch clan, looked back at Yang Jiao with some strange eyes, and said suspiciously, "Little thing, what are you doing?"

Yang Jiao's heart was full of frustration, and he almost burst into tears, but at this moment, he understood deeply.

The saddest thing in life is that you have done something that you think you are proud of, but people don't understand what you are doing, shame.