What did you say? Am I a pauper again?

Chapter 170 The villagers were drained of their essence and died.
"Okay, senior brother, just wait, I'll go right away!" Seeing Lu Fanhui agree, the gloomy expression on the elder's face suddenly brightened.

Lu Fanhui sighed, not knowing whether his decision was correct.

"King, I have a letter from this mortal world."

"Bring it up and let me take a look."

"Yes."

Luo Lin looked at the letter in his hand and wondered what these human sects were up to.

"What's the matter, husband?" Bai Ao saw Luo Lin's frown as soon as he came in.

Luo Lin put the letter on the table: "The mortal sect has been making a lot of moves recently. I suspect they are planning something big."

"Mortal world? How long has it been quiet now, and they can't stay idle anymore?" When mentioning these sects in Mortal World, Bai Ao frowned in displeasure.

In the last war, both humans and demons paid a heavy price. Only a few hundred years have passed, and these humans can't rest anymore.

Luo Lin sighed softly, "Inform other demon clans about this."

The fox waiting below responded respectfully: "Yes."

"Little brother, your cultivation has improved a lot recently." Luo Huan and Jing Yuanzhi were lying on the ground carelessly, with no image at all and a gray face.

Jing Yuanzhi feels that it's great to be a man, and he doesn't have to worry about many things, such as lying directly on the ground like this.

"I've been trained by you every day and I still don't get better, then am I not a waste?" Jing Yuanzhi sat up, took out a bamboo tube of spiritual juice and drank it.

"Give me one too."

Jing Yuanzhi took out another bamboo tube and handed it to him.

"It's so cool, little brother, let's go to your palace and take a bath in the hot springs."

Jing Yuanzhi paused with his hand holding the bamboo tube and refused: "You can go ahead and go to bed tonight. I just need to rinse it off."

"Okay, then I'll go by myself." Luo Huan was a little regretful and didn't understand why his younger brother didn't want to take a hot spring bath with them.

Jing Yuanzhi went back and rinsed briefly, held the little fox in his arms and stroked it hard before lying down on the bed contentedly and sleeping.

She took two red frost fruits and gave one to Bamao. There was one left. Jing Yuanzhi didn't plan to eat it. If she didn't need it in the future, she would leave it to Bamao.

This thing is more valuable for Bamao than for her.

The next day was to find his eldest brother Luo Yang. Jingyuan went to the big kitchen early in the morning to find some food, and then came to Luo Yang's palace to find him.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Are you looking sad so early in the morning?"

When Jingyuan came in, she saw her elder brother's face was heavy and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Luo Yang poured a cup of tea for Jing Yuanzhi: "There is news from my father that humans have made big moves recently. I wonder what they are planning?"

Although Luo Yang was still young in the last war, he had seen it before. Those days were like a nightmare, with corpses lying hundreds of miles away, blood flowing in rivers, and the corpses of humans and monsters everywhere. That place has been going on for hundreds of years. Only then did it slowly come to life.

He doesn't want history to repeat itself again.

Too tragic!

Jing Yuanzhi was stunned for a moment and thought of the content in the book. It seemed that the male protagonist did not destroy the fox clan this time, but the battle was still unavoidable. The demon clan and the human monks would face off sooner or later. He did not expect it to be so soon.

"Last time, the Qingyun Sect's disciples lurked in various demon clans and assassinated little demons. They haven't finished yet. Are they planning to start trouble again?"

"But yes, they already took action against the entire demon clan that time. I'm afraid it will be even worse this time. Brother, we must be prepared and cannot be passive."

Since it cannot be avoided, face it proactively.

Luo Yang nodded: "That's for sure, but no matter how prepared you are, there will be casualties."

After finally surviving for hundreds of years, this is about to start again.

Luo Yang sighed softly. Seeing Jing Yuanzhi sitting opposite, Luo Yang stood up and said, "Come on, little brother, you have to step up your practice too."

The chance of survival will be better when the war breaks out.

"it is good!"

Everyone in the Fox Clan knew the news, and for a while, the atmosphere became tense. Every day when I went out for a walk, there were foxes practicing everywhere. They were no longer as casual and leisurely as before.

The images of the last war are placed in the book cave. They have all seen the tragedies inside. If they don't want the tragedies to happen again, they must practice hard. When they are strong, they don't need to be afraid of anything.

Luo Lin and Bai Ao looked at this scene with relief and distress. If a fight really breaks out, these children will have to go out to fight. No one knows how many of them will survive.

Except for the Fox clan, the other demon clans are also in a tense atmosphere. Human beings are sanctimonious. Even if they want to avoid this war, they cannot.

The only thing you can do is practice diligently and enhance your cultivation.

For a moment, both the mortal world and the demon clan were abnormally quiet, but the quieter they were, the more extraordinary they were, like the last calm before the storm.

"Report!"

Luo Lin was instructing Jingyuan's practice. Hearing this voice, his heart skipped a beat and he came.

"What's wrong? Just tell me."

"King, Huangshan Village was attacked by the Snake Clan, and all the villagers were sucked dry by the Snake Clan and died."

Luo Lin's eyelids twitched, snake clan?

"Autian Village was attacked by the wolves, and all the people in the village died. They were tortured to death by the wolves." Luo Lin's heart sank again when he saw his subordinates who obviously hadn't finished speaking yet.

"continue."

"Jianghai Village... Xiaotian Village... Huarong Village... Ouxiang Village..."

"Everyone in Mitian Village died because they were drained of their essence by the Fox Clan..."

"nonsense!"

Luo Lin slapped the table with his palm, and the table broke into two halves.

"People from the Fox Clan have not been out of Xiling Mountain in this period of time. How can they have time to absorb human essence? And the Fox Clan does not need to absorb human essence to practice. Those are all crooked ways!"

Luo Lin's chest kept rising and falling with anger.

Jing Yuanzhi hurried over: "Father, calm down. This is obviously not done by anyone in our clan."

Jing Yuanzhi helped Luo Lin sit on the stool and poured him another cup of tea.

Luo Lin felt better after drinking a cup of tea.

"Please tell me carefully what the situation is."

"This has all happened in the past few days. It happened very quickly. By the time our people knew it, it was already too late to rush there. All the news had been spread. Moreover, we also went to Mitian Village to see the situation. Those villagers were indeed He died after being sucked dry by the fox demon."

"It can't be someone from the Fox clan. People in the clan have been practicing recently and there is no time to absorb human energy. Moreover, no one in the clan practices those evil arts." Luo Lin waved his hand.

"King, this is the strange thing. Not only our fox clan, but other clans have found out that it was the demons in their clan who did it."

"Father, although no one in our clan has gone out recently, but in the past, were there any foxes who went out and did not come back? Maybe they did it or they were kidnapped."

When Jing Yuanzhi said these words, Luo Lin and his subordinates were stunned for a moment.

"When His Highness said this, I really thought of a senior."

"You said."

"Senior Luo Qin is a generation older than me. Senior Luo Qin loves freedom by nature, especially wandering around. Her wish is to see the scenery all over the world. She went out a hundred years ago and has not returned yet, and she is fifty. Senior Luo Qin would send a letter back every year, but he has never sent a letter back after fifty years.”