The wind is warm, the sky is clear, and the Jiuli Mountain on this day is very lively, and it is even more regrettable.

I saw a six-zhang high Optimus Prime standing on the square outside the ancestral witch hall, three gangs, five gangs, gathering in small circles, around a big circle, some open their voices to chat and wrestle; some hummed and practiced martial arts; some shouted loudly and cheered around; there were also those who flattered and offered hospitality in front of "Mulan", and those who took Xiao Wu to greet each other, and so on.

On the stone staircase below it, a group of little giants played noisily, wrestled, showed off, bragged...... Not inferior to their elders in the slightest, of course, there are also those who proudly look at the scenery independently, those who are not in harmony, and those who are stunned.

Further down are the genus of the zombie demon witch clan that looks like a human and inhuman similar to the corpse of luxury, although it is slightly different from its purebred blood witch, but it has never been left out in the cold, and there are often little giants running up and down to play with it.

In the center of the hall sat a tall woman with a beautiful posture; moon-white gown, soft black hair draped behind the jade shoulders, white melon seeds face could not see joy and anger, eyebrows and phoenix eyes, eyes like paint, not allowed to look directly, Qiong nose and teeth, temperament out of the dust, it is the ice clear and beautiful can not guess the mind, the jade is beautiful and incomprehensible.

Next to her left side sat a woman in a yellow shirt dressed like a jade in pink, with a goose egg face with a double mustache on her head, a tender goose egg face that could stroke out water, a crescent moon with slightly frowning eyebrows, her eyes were smart and silent, her eyes were clear like water, and her cherry lips were pouting lightly, as if she was angry but did not emit fire, but she just held her arms around Houtu and stared at the three giants in front of her.

There is also a woman sitting on the right side of the back soil, willow leaf eyebrows, Danfeng eyes, look carefully at the shadow of the back soil between the eyebrows, but it is different, sweet goose egg face, sweet dimples, and that lovely wonderful fight, but unfortunately it is a giantess, nine feet tall, even if she sits, there are six feet high, this woman is the nine sisters of the back soil.

On both sides of the main hall, there are seven nine-zhang high Northeast Hans, they have leopard eyes and thick eyebrows, high nose and wide mouth, square Chinese face, double chin, look forward to it, very powerful, like a mold carved out, the only difference is that there are four big men sitting on the left hand side of Houtu, one holds a bow and arrow, one holds a candle in his mouth, one holds a fire dragon, and one holds a double dragon golden blade, which is the third brother of Houtu, Houyi, the fifth brother candle and nine yin, the sixth brother Zhu Rong and the eighth brother of the harvest.

On the right hand side of Houtu, one holds an axe and a shield, one holds a wooden staff, and the other holds a water dragon, which is Houtu's second brother Xingtian, the fourth brother praises his father, and the seventh brother works together.

The two groups of people were arguing, one side was headed by Hou Yi in favor of Yihu as the witch's son-in-law, and the other side was headed by Xingtian, and the Yihu had to defeat them before Yihu came to be the witch's son-in-law.

Although there are many people on the Houyi side, they have a slight advantage, without it, the Wu clan is a fighting nation, simple and fierce, all of them are bold men who pay attention to force, even women can also hunt beasts, birds and dragons, and take strength as beauty. Therefore, the views of the three ancestors have a lot of weight, and they also represent the views of many clansmen, which is exactly what Houtu is worried about.

Seeing that the smell of gunpowder on both sides was getting stronger and stronger, especially Hou Yi, who was about to go berserk, Hou Tufeng was stunned, his jade hand was clapped, and he shouted, "Enough, I have made up my mind, Ninth Sister, blow the horn of the earth, and tell the whole clan that today is the day of the return of the righteous tiger, and greet it with the gift of a witch son-in-law." The table carved by the Ten Thousand Years Nine Li Stone "clicked" and was shattered.

Father Kua and Gonggong looked at Xingtian, although they saw the determination of the eldest sister, but Xingtian, who admitted the reason for death, still spoke up, "Eldest sister, I also hope that you can have a witch son-in-law, and sincerely offer your blessings, but if you don't have the strength, we don't accept it, and some of the clansmen don't accept it, how can you strengthen my witch clan, eldest sister!"

"Alas!" A sigh sounded, Hou Tu's expression changed and changed, and finally he said in a loud voice; "Then you think this is good, when Yihu comes back, you can compete with him, how about two wins in three games?"

"Well, if I can win two games, I will be convinced, and welcome the witch-in-law with the highest courtesy, and the witch-in-law will never go west when the witch-in-law tells me to move in the future. ”

At this time, he was rushing to Jiuli Mountain, and he didn't know how to explain Xiqiu Yaochi's "****" to Houtu, so three brothers-in-law found him trouble.