Master of Hongjun

When the catastrophe came, the Wu clan lost their backing and became orphans without a master. At this time, the Wu clan's talents were especially grateful for the kindness of the ancestors and witches.

As soon as Cao Xiaolong mentioned the name of the ancestral witches in Houtu, he couldn't help evoking the inner wounds of the shamans. Thinking of the ancestral witches who had passed away, the sadness in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

If the ancestral witches were still alive, the witch clan would definitely not be left alone and helpless.The ancestral witches will definitely use their own blood to protect the clansmen of the ancestral witches, and will never allow the clansmen to be bullied even a little bit.

In fact, the ancestral witches did do it, and it was precisely because of their competing self-sacrifice that the witch clan retained a little bit of incense and would not be wiped out.

"Okay, everyone, don't be sad. Although the witch clan has suffered such a catastrophe, it is due to the number of days, and it cannot be saved! The dead are dead, and the living should be stronger. One cannot be stripped of heroic courage by a disaster, and from then on Don't dare to look up and be a man!" Cao Xiaolong couldn't bear the sadness to continue to spread, and said to comfort the Wu clan.

The leading wizard wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, clenched his fists, and shouted loudly to the people: "The fairy master is right. Although we have suffered such a catastrophe that our population has withered and our strength has been greatly damaged. But we should not be decadent. We should Live more bravely and fight hard! Ancestral witches often tell us that there are only standing witches, there are no witches who are lying down! Although the ancestors have left us, their spirit should last forever in our hearts until Forever and ever..., right?"

"Yes!!!" The remaining members of the Wu clan wiped away their tears and roared in unison.

Cao Xiaolong didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, and there was no superfluous expression on his face, neither admiration nor sadness.But it seems that from the bottom of my heart I admire the Wu clan's spirit of not being afraid of hardships and dangers.

"Huh? Where do you want to go?" Cao Xiaolong suddenly moved his eyebrows and shouted lightly.

It turned out that Di Jun wanted to take advantage of Cao Xiaolong's effort to comfort the Wu Clan, put oil on the soles of his feet, and prepare to escape back to the heaven.But Cao Xiaolong's spiritual consciousness covers his surroundings all the time, and every move of Di Jun and others falls into his eyes, so how could he make his wish come true.

Di Jun was seen through by Cao Xiaolong's trick, his old face was flushed, he turned around to look at Cao Xiaolong slowly, and said word by word: "Taoist Qiankun, what do you think?"

The Wu Clan was originally crying bitterly for the loss of their relatives and leaders, but after this change, they all came back to their senses, staring fiercely at Di Jun and the demon gods, wanting to burst into flames.If eyes can kill people, Di Jun and Yaozu may have died thousands of times in Wuzu's eyes.If it wasn't for the great witch to stop him, and Cao Xiaolong was there, the witches would have already rushed to fight him first.

The great witch stopped the turbulent Wu Clan, knelt down in front of Cao Xiaolong, pointed at Di Jun and the others, and said sadly: "I also ask the immortal master to be the master of my Wu Clan, and give justice to my brothers who died in the Wu Clan! If this person hadn't condoned his son's murder, how could there be a Lich war, and my Wu clan would not be killed or injured. It is him, he is the chief culprit, and I ask the immortal master to help me kill this beast, so that the return Rest in peace for those in the arms of God the Father!"

Cao Xiaolong blew a gust of wind to support the Dawu's body, and the Dawu could no longer kneel down.Seeing the expectant expressions of all the witches, Cao Xiaolong sighed softly.The Lich War and the Ten Great Golden Crows making troubles were just an introduction, and it was not as easy as they imagined.

If he really wanted to investigate the culprit, he might be the first one.

Of course, Cao Xiaolong would not tell the Wu clan about these thoughts, it would only rot them in their stomachs forever.Some things are done once they are done, but once they are said, things go bad.

For Di Jun, Cao Xiaolong had all kinds of karma with him, and the death of the Nine Golden Crows by Hou Yi's arrows was the work of Pan Longshan. Once Di Jun gained power, he would find trouble with Pan Longshan sooner or later. It is a scourge, so this person must not stay.

But asking Cao Xiaolong to kill him himself is not easy to face Nuwa.In addition, no matter how you say it, Di Jun is still the emperor of heaven, Hongjun Daozu didn't open his mouth to deprive Di Jun of his status as emperor of heaven, and Cao Xiaolong didn't want to mess with this karma.

Killing is a must, but if you can't kill yourself, you have to borrow someone else's knife to kill.

Cao Xiaolong put on a helpless expression, and said to the big witch: "It is true that Dijun started the Lich War, but at this time the war is over and the cause and effect have been cancelled, so I can't take action!"

As soon as Cao Xiaolong finished speaking, the expressions of the two Liches were different.The Wu family was helpless, but Di Jun was overjoyed.

As long as Cao Xiaolong didn't take action himself, Di Jun still didn't pay attention to those few Wu Clan who had already been frightened by the beating.Besides, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse after all, no matter how damaged Dijun's strength is, his realm is still there, and it's not something that hundreds of witches can subdue.

Di Jun looked coldly at the Wu Clan, snorted white air, gave Cao Xiaolong a hand, and said, "Master Qiankun, the matter of the Lich has come to an end, and the Emperor wants to return to the Heavenly Court, so I bid farewell!"

Cao Xiaolong chuckled, shook his head slowly, and said, "Wait a minute!"

Di Jun paused, and suddenly shouted: "What else?"

Cao Xiaolong laughed secretly, this Dijun seemed to have predicted that I wouldn't dare to kill him, and he even put on the airs of an emperor, so he didn't know what to do.Cao Xiaolong rubbed his nose, took some time off, and said slowly: "I don't want to kill you now, it's hard to explain to Nuwa who killed you, but you shouldn't still show your emperor's dignity in front of me now!"

Di Jun paused, his face turned bitter, and he didn't know how to answer.

Cao Xiaolong continued: "Di Jun, you have to be clear, it's not that I can't kill you, I just don't want to kill you! Killing you... will dirty my hands! But just because I don't kill you doesn't mean that others can't kill you!" you!"

Di Jun's expression changed, and he looked at Cao Xiaolong vigilantly, put on a posture as if he was facing a big enemy, pointed at the Wu Clan and said: "Don't you think you can kill me with just a few scraps of the Wu Clan? Zu Wu wanted to kill me, but what happened? All of them died in my hands, not to mention his descendants!"

Cao Xiaolong laughed and said: "That's natural, what kind of person you are, Dijun Tiandi, with a wave of arms, the answer comes, the Wu Clan will naturally not be able to kill you now!"

Di Jun was a little confused by Cao Xiaolong's words, dizzy, not knowing where Cao Xiaolong was singing, looked around vigilantly, and said: "Daoist Qiankun, don't continue to play tricks, think about it." If you want to keep me, just do it, if not, I will leave!"

A sneer twitched at the corner of Cao Xiaolong's mouth, and said, "Really? Dear Lord Dijun, do you think you can still go?"

Di Jun was about to sneer back, when suddenly he felt a pain in his chest, looked down in disbelief, and saw a scar the size of a bowl suddenly appeared on his chest, from which scalding hot blood came out.