In the square of the "Tongtong" Wu clan, a large group of tall witches were all bowing their heads and shouting like thunder, "Beat him, fight hard, kill him." ”

It is really strange that the Wu clan, who have always been extremely diligent, is idle here today and has nothing to watch.

It turned out that many great witches were very dissatisfied with Yang Jiaozui's teasing of Tuzu Wu, and it just so happened that the Star God of War and the Arrow God were in retreat again, preparing to welcome the baptism of the Great God.

Houtu Zuwu is teaching them, and Yang Jiao, a guy who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, is wandering around, now it's okay, the weasel touches the chick, and this can be let go.

The Wu clan is straightforward, too lazy to make excuses, just one sentence: "Boy, I see that you have been unhappy for a long time, so I don't object to beating you." ”

Before Yang Jiao could react, he was smashed into the soil, and Yang Jiao, who had eaten a mouthful of soil, was about to go crazy, when suddenly a fist the size of a sand bowl hit him directly on the nose.

Although Yang Jiao can't be killed or injured, he will also be in pain, and the stars in the sky will fall directly in front of his eyes, dizzy as if he is driving a cloud.

was beaten for a long time, Yang Jiao couldn't find the north at all, although he was beaten, but he didn't make trouble, you want to marry someone's mother, and you don't allow other people's sons to test you.

There was still the sound of whirring wind in his ears, and Da Wu said with a slight gasp, "Good guy, what the hell are you, why can't you die." ”

Yang Jiao, who was wearing a cloak, pulled his hair, and said lightly: "I am Houtu's fiancé, your future father, understand?"

When such a beating is spoken, the effect is of course just, seven or eight big witches jumped out one after another, and they were full of old punches to him, such a guy who couldn't be beaten to death was the target that the witch clan needed most to practice boxing.

Table tennis, badminton, football, basketball, rugby, Yang Jiao feels that he has won the gold medal for the first time in Hong Huang.

As a qualified ball, Yang Jiao is painful and happy, on the one hand, he wants to be a father and play with his son.

On one side is the Nine Turns Xuangong, the supreme comfort of rapid progress, that's right, with Yang Jiao's obscenity, he naturally sacrificed the god-killing spear.

Each Great Witch has been lightly stabbed a lot of Great Witches how cultivated they are, and some of them have surpassed the Great Luo Golden Immortal, and Yang Jiao's cultivation is now very different from them.

Therefore, the power absorbed by the instantaneous attack of the godkiller spear was like being bitten by a mosquito to them, it was simply a drizzle.

Just as Yang Jiao's Nine Turns Xuangong was making rapid progress, a soft voice came, "What are you doing?"

It turned out to be the Houtu Ancestor Witch, seeing the three gods of the Star God, the God of War, the God of Arrows, and the retreat had entered an excellent state, so he was ready to go out for a walk.

It turned out that the clansmen didn't work hard to cultivate, but they became smaller and were swinging their fists indiscriminately, so they asked, knowing that the Wu clan claimed to be a god and liked to feed on the demon clan the most.

Therefore, it is incompatible with the demon clan, and the demon clan is not a soft persimmon to mess with, therefore, the Wu clan is very diligent in cultivation and never slackens, and this situation today is unique.

A group of happy witches who were fighting suddenly stopped, you must know that although Houtu Ancestor Wu is kind and kind, she is the most taboo to bully the weak.

Now, they are directly caught bullying the weak, and the consequences are unimaginable, so they are all like children who have done something wrong, honestly standing in a row and waiting for punishment.

Hou Tu's body shape became smaller, and when he saw Xiao Budian Yang Jiao lying on the ground, he immediately understood, and glared at those big witches with a frosty mask.

Hurriedly picked up Yang Jiao carefully, the Wu clan values friends the most, and the practices of these big witches are despised by all the clansmen, and the Houtu Ancestor Wu will also lose face because of the lack of strict teaching.

Putting Yang Jiao in the palm of his soft and clean jade hand, looking at Yang Jiao, who had a blue nose and a swollen face, Hou Tu Zuwu blamed himself very much, he was negligent and neglected his friends.

She never despised the other party because of his weak cultivation, and Yang Jiao was still a very interesting person, he didn't have a decent attitude in his mouth, but he acted very reliably.

The injuries on Yang Jiao's body were naturally not real, he himself urged the Xuangong to change, because his body was special, so even if the Houtu Ancestor Wu didn't check it for a while, he didn't notice it.

At this time, Yang Jiao's fingers moved slightly, and he "weakly" opened his eyes with only one slit left, and said "dying", "Sister Houtu, don't punish them, we are cultivating together, don't you see that I am much stronger." ”

All the Great Witches looked at Yang Jiao gratefully, what a good person, in order not to let them be ridiculed, this excuse for cultivation was simply irrefutable.

At this moment, Yang Jiao's image was extremely tall in their hearts, and his injured body automatically emitted a nine-colored aperture, just like the sound of the Great Dao.

Houtu nodded and said, "Don't be afraid, we have countless heavenly and earthly treasures here, and we will definitely be able to cure you." ”

Yang Jiao looked at Houtu affectionately and said, "It's okay, I can die in the palm of your hand, I am very happy, and I have no regrets about dying." ”

Inexplicably, the Houtu Wu Clan had some inexplicable strange feelings, and this little little bit said something that made her powerful ancestral witch heart suddenly speed up.

Houtu looked at Yang Jiao and said, "Don't talk nonsense, I'll take you to the treasure house, where there are countless heavenly and earthly treasures, you can use them as you like." ”

After speaking, Houtu was about to go to the treasure house with Yang Jiao, and suddenly, he turned back to those big witches and said, "If you don't go to cultivation quickly, if you dare to do anything wrong, you will always guard the rear." ”

The Wu clan is hot-blooded, and they like to fight with the demon clan the most, and if they are left behind to guard, then for them, it is simply a huge shame that life is worse than death.

Opening the door of the treasure house, Houtu gently, put Yang Jiao on a huge Chiba Lingzhi, and said, "Cultivate well, when you are well, I will come to pick you up." ”

Yang Jiao said "weakly", "Can you promise me one thing, if I survive, will we get married?"

Houtu asked suspiciously, "What is marriage?"

Yang Jiao was dumbfounded, at this moment, the Heavenly Dao Ancestor God Hongjun has not yet preached for the third time, nor has he divided the treasure, and Nuwa Niangniang has not yet received the red hydrangea.

In other words, the sun god Emperor Jun, and the Taiyin Star Lord Xihe, are still male and female singles, ten golden crows, and they are still swimming in the stomachs of her parents.

Therefore, there is no achievement in heavenly marriage, there is no one in the desolate world, and the guiding program of marriage methods, everyone is indiscriminate and ruthless.

And the Wu clan is even more pure, they were all born from the ancestral palace Tianwu Pool, they are all a group of old bachelors and old virgins, and when they are angry, they will fight with the demon clan.

Usually it's a large group of shirtless men, tearing apart with the five big and three thick witches, of course, there are also witches and witches who mate, but after all, they are very few avant-garde witches.

Moreover, the Wu clan will not get pregnant, and there is no love stone, so there is a lot less desire between men and women, so it is better to fight than to find a woman, which is the mainstream ideology of the Wu clan.