Reborn from the ashes: The Fifth Miss Devil

The white-robed woman nodded her head, as if she was being hit by ice: "Put it on the ground and let Bengong take a look."

Hearing this, the man in black who was carrying Yun Jingchu threw Yun Jingchu to the ground with a plop.

Yun Jingchu still had a calm face, slept soundly, and didn't make a sound when he was thrown on the ground.

The white-robed sage got up, walked slowly to Yun Jingchu's side, lowered her head, with resentment flashing in her eyes, sneered softly, and said coldly: "Come on, wake her up!"

A maid in a red robe and a red veil answered, brought a bucket of cold water, and poured it on Yun Jingchu who was lying on the ground.

Yun Jingchu was drenched in an instant, her white cotton pajamas were tightly attached to her body, and water droplets rolled on her white jade-like face. Soon, her brows slowly frowned, her eyelashes trembled, and she opened her eyes. eyes.

Fortunately, it was early spring, even if he was sleeping, Yun Jingchu was still wearing a lot of clothes, otherwise, he would definitely have lost all his clothes.

"... who are you?" Yun Jingchu opened his eyes, sat up slowly, looked around, looked at the white-robed saint in front of him, and said in a cold voice.

"Why, Empress Yuan, haven't you seen me for a few years, have you forgotten about me?" the white-robed saint aunt sneered.

Yun Jingchu frowned, a flash of memory flashed in his eyes, and then he asked with a trace of uncertainty: "Witch Clan?"

"You have a good memory. Now that you remember it, let's do a good calculation of the accounts between us now."

Yun Jingchu smiled and stood up slowly, then found a chair and sat down, lowered his head and wrung out his soaked clothes, then raised his head and looked at the white-robed aunt with a half-smile: "How do you calculate it? Let's hear it. "

The witch clan, one of the more than a dozen ethnic groups in the southwestern part of the continent, is very mysterious and powerful. They are proficient in witchcraft, can communicate with ghosts and gods, heal people, save lives, and hurt people invisible. human life.

For thousands of years, the Wu nationality has been in a sacred and inviolable leadership position among all ethnic groups in the southwest. All ethnic groups and villages have to pay tribute to them and listen to their orders.

The supreme ruler of the witch clan is the holy lady, and under the holy lady are the nine elders, saintesses and ordinary people.As for the saintess, they are candidates for the future saintesses, mostly the daughters of the elders.

Four years ago, Dongfang Chen was bewitched by someone. Yun Jingchu kept investigating, and finally found out about the Wu clan who was relatively close to the fifth prince at that time, so in a rage, he led troops south and broke through the Wu clan's headquarters. Gong, regained the southwest region, and turned the southwest region once ruled by the Wu people into a province of the Yuan state.

At that time, although the Witch Clan suffered heavy losses, their supreme ruler, the holy lady, escaped, taking three saintesses and an elder with her.

Unexpectedly, after three years of silence, they came to the door today.

What's more, in order to deal with her, Yu Wennan took the risk and chose to join forces with the dangerous Wu Clan.

"Of course I want you to pay with blood!" The holy lady gritted her teeth.

Back then, she was wounded and escaped, raised in the deep mountains for a long time, and only recovered a year ago. After recovering, she planned to seek revenge on Yun Jingshu. Unexpectedly, the opportunity came so soon.

"How about blood debt and blood repayment method?" Yun Jingchu smiled, and the old god was asking, without a trace of panic on his face.

"Yun Jingshu, don't be complacent, I will soon stop you from laughing. Come here, plant a Gu for her!" The holy lady looked at her with a sneer.