The Return of the Phoenix

As soon as the man left, Shen Jiuqi frowned immediately, letting go of his divine sense and scanning his body, trying to find out what was wrong with him.

He didn't think the accident just now was a coincidence.

How could he be so strong that he couldn't even control his basic body, so he was [-]% sure that someone was secretly tampering with him.

While Shen Jiuqi was still checking his body, Guizhi and Lingling had already returned to their palace.

The two sat opposite each other, their eyes were on the chessboard in front of them, and they were silent for a while.

"I want to inform Lingyu and Lingshen about this matter."

They don't know why the god Jiuqi suddenly made such a big move, but this matter is not a good thing for Canglan Continent.

……

Leng Wuyou looked at the little man in his palm, this little man was full of mold.

This musty smell is extremely strong. If no other means are used to remove it, it will happen naturally. It will not necessarily dissipate in half a month. Jun Moyuan can imagine that in this half month, Shen Jiuqi will Unlucky in various ways in various degrees.

Jun Moyuan could imagine that if Shen Jiuqi was accidentally seen by others when he was unlucky, he would probably vomit blood in his heart.

Jun Moyuan couldn't help chuckling.

This little girl is ruthless enough.

But he likes it.

Leng Wuyou was very satisfied with his masterpiece, raised his hand and handed the villain back to Mo Yuan.

Jun Moyuan moved his fingertips, and once again a wave of blood wrapped around the villain's body.

Wrapped by the law of blood, this villain will not dissipate in a short time.

As long as this puppet villain doesn't dissipate, the bad breath on the villain's body can continue to bite its owner.

The White Tiger family learned from their little highness how he found the god and how he asked the god for help.

Everyone in Baihu was very grateful to Leng Wuyou and Jun Moyuan from the bottom of their hearts. Of course, the main object of thanks was Leng Wuyou.

Bai Yi, who had recovered his life, stepped forward on behalf of the Baihu people. With the little white tiger still standing on his shoulder, he came to Leng Wuyou and Jun Moyuan, and bowed to salute them.

"Thank you, God Lord, Demon Lord, for helping my family break through the seal and save my family from the fire and water. From then on, my White Tiger Clan will swear to follow God Lord, and I am willing to do my best for God Lord."

Bai Yi lowered his head, very respectful, and knelt down on one knee to salute Leng Wuyou and Jun Moyuan. The important object of his salute was Leng Wuyou.

When he saw someone approaching, Leng Wuyou put away the smile on his face, regained his expression, and tensed his face, that's called a serious one, and looked very reliable.

"You don't need to thank me, this is what your family deserves, get up."

Bai Yi didn't immediately stand up from the ground, and still maintained the posture of kneeling on the ground, but he raised his head and looked at Leng Wuyou, those amber eyes were beseeching at this moment .

"Shen Zun, I know that I don't have any reason to ask for help from Shen Zun, but..."

Bai Yi paused.

Looking at the clansmen who were bound by chains to absorb their origin, he gritted his teeth and knocked his head to the ground.

"The gods ask you to save my people. They are treated like this because of us. They will be sucked out of their bodies every day. They have reached the critical point now. If the body If the seal doesn't come off, I'm afraid it will fall at any time, God please help."

Bai also admitted that he was indeed a little despicable.

The gods have already helped them, but now he still wants to make an inch to let the gods help his clansmen. He also has to admit that he also said it on purpose. Everything that the gods endured is to win the gods pity.