The dagger landed on Zhang Xinyu's purple pitch, like a blunt knife slashing on cowhide, leaving not even a trace of white marks, and the boiling water in the hot spring suddenly exploded into ice, and an ice ball composed of cold ice locked the woman inside. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Xinyu rubbed the place where he was stabbed, and said helplessly: "Although I knew that sooner or later someone would be attacked, I didn't expect it to be so soon!"

If it was an ordinary Da Luo Jin Immortal who was attacked by someone in a defenseless situation, he would be seriously injured even if he was not dead, but Zhang Xinyu was different, her body had been tempered by chaos, and ordinary magic weapons could not hurt her at all, not to mention that the woman was holding a garbage magic weapon that was not even a psychic spirit.

"Huh!"

The magic weapon that the woman used to assassinate Zhang Xinyu disappeared like a piece of ice.

"Wu Clan!" Before the magic weapon disappeared, Zhang Xinyu clearly saw that the magic weapon was engraved with witch script, which was a mysterious text, and the text itself had a powerful power.

"It's strange that it happens every year, especially this year! Why did the Wu Clan kill me, and where did you get your weapon? Zhang Xinyu asked curiously looking at the woman who was frozen in ice.

The woman was frozen in ice, her eyes were still full of anger, and she didn't wear anything like Zhang Xinyu, so there was no space magic weapon, and in the absence of a space magic weapon, there was only one possibility for someone who could take out a weapon in the air, that is, she would have space magic powers.

Then Zhang Xinyu denied this again, she didn't sense the fluctuation of the spatial supernatural power, and the dagger was like it had been in her hand, and it wasn't taken out at all.

"People from the Houtu tribe! I have a bit of a headache now!"

On the back of the woman's right shoulder is tattooed with four entangled cyan pythons, that is the Tengtu of the Houtu tribe, in order to distinguish the difference between the general Wu tribe, they will tattoo different patterns on the body, the Houtu tribe is four green pythons, the Xuanming tribe is a skull with bone wings, and the Zhurong tribe is a flame and so on.

As Zhang Xinyu, who often goes to the Houtu tribe to find Houtu to learn Wuwen, she naturally knows the situation of the Houtu tribe, so she can be sure that she came to assassinate Zhang Xinyu not under anyone's order, but her own meaning.

"Leave it to Houtu to solve!" Zhang Xinyu thought about it, and finally reluctantly threw the problem to Houtu.

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"A thousand illusions!" After Hou Tu came from the place according to the information on Zhang Xinyu's letter, he said in surprise when he saw the unconscious woman next to Zhang Xinyu.

"You know her!" Zhang Xinyu asked after she finished explaining her assassination of herself. It is certainly not easy for the Wu clan to be known by Houtu.

"Well, she's a very special child. After Hou Tu was sure that Qianhuan was just unconscious, he said: "She used to be Liuli's subordinate, since Liuli lost her memory, the first thing she answered the tribe was to disband all her teams, and Qianhuan resisted vigorously at that time, even now claiming to be Liuli's henchman." ”

"As for the assassination, you should also have something to do with Liuli.,It's probably because of Liuli's change that you hold a grudge against you.,Fortunately, you didn't do anything to her.,Otherwise, even if Liuli recovers her memory, she will hate you.,Now Qianhuan is her sister in Liuli's heart.。 Houtu replied helplessly, every time she saw Liuli call Sister Qianhuan, she felt a headache.

"Actually, I feel very strange about you witches. Zhang Xinyu asked curiously: "Since there are you supreme witch ancestors, why are there still a large number of witch kings in charge of the witch clan? ”