Chapter 1134 Fu Yuheng Obtained the Inheritance of Wu Zu Di Jiang

"Second brother!"

The moment the black shadow appeared, Wei Linchen's voice also sounded from outside the door.

Fu Yuheng stepped into the room, paused slightly, and stood there for a few seconds without looking back.

After a while, he lifted his feet and continued walking into the house.

Wei Linchen looked at his back without looking back, ignored the Wu clan members guarding the door, and rushed directly into the house.

He didn't even take half a step through the door when he was blocked by the wizard guarding the door.

The moment Ji Shuzhen saw Fu Yuheng, her eyes turned red.

Her eyes were like blood with a terrifying light, and she shouted with a trembling voice: "Ghost Sixteen! You actually killed our son!"

Fu Yuheng was wearing a green Taoist robe, and his long hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin. He had a delicate and handsome face that was too white, and he was full of scholarly atmosphere. He was noble and ascetic.

The emotion in his eyes was neither joy nor sadness, it could be said that there was no emotion at all.

Seeing Ji Shuzhen's furious look, she raised her thin lips slightly and said in a calm voice: "Mian'er is already dead, I just helped him get out of your control."

Qin Ruan looked at the man who walked into the room. He had a figure like a bamboo, eyes like stars, and a distant temperament. His face was somewhat similar to Wei Linchen, and they were related by blood at first glance.

Ji Shuzhen's red lips trembled, and the anger bursting out of her eyes seemed to burn everyone.

Her body teleported to Fu Yuheng, grabbed his neck and lifted him into the air: "Mian'er wanted to rule the human world, but you destroyed him! I'll kill you!"

There was no body left of the Holy Son, and her plan to lead the Witch Clan to unify the human world was ruined.

Then, Fu Yuheng would have no existence value.

"Let go of my brother!"

Wei Linchen saw this scene outside the door. Regardless of the Wu clan's obstruction, he used all his strength to shake away those who blocked him.

The strength in his body was exhausted, his face turned pale, and his legs became weak when he walked into the room.

But when he saw his second brother being choked by the witch saint, he staggered into the house gritting his teeth.

Qin Ruan saw Wei Linchen rushing in and wanted to get close to Ji Shuzhen, knowing that once the other party got close, his life would be in danger.

She let go of the third master's hand, rushed in front of Wei Linchen at a very fast speed, blocked the other man's forward body, and said sternly: "Leave this place to me, you stay away!"

Ji Shuzhen was really crazy, and the room was filled with overwhelming witchcraft power released from her body.

When Qin Ruan approached the other party and Fu Yuheng, he felt that the witchcraft power was filled with crazy killing intent.

Ji Shuzhen really wanted to kill Fu Yuheng.

Thinking of the holy son they talked about, Qin Ruan intuitively felt that the Wu clan was in chaos.

The child born by a man and a puppet still wants to rule the human world. This is something that even ten years of cerebral thrombosis would not be able to imagine.

Everyone is crazy!

Before Qin Ruan could rescue Fu Yuheng, the other party had already escaped from death by Ji Shuzhen.

Not knowing what the other party did, Ji Shuzhen stared at her hand in disbelief, as if she had been stimulated by something, and her whole body was trembling.

Fu Yuheng still had the same modest and elegant posture, and his expression was not disturbed at all.

He met Ji Shuzhen's face full of anger, and said in a cold voice: "There must be an understanding of the grievances of more than ten years. I have been living alone for so many years, just to one day take revenge with my own hands."

Ji Shuzhen didn't listen to this at all. She was now filled with the knowledge she had just gained. She was so excited that she couldn't calm down. She stared straight at Fu Yuheng: "You have swallowed Mian'er's power!"

Fu Yuheng frowned slightly, not understanding what she meant.

However, Ji Shuzhen determined that the powerful witchcraft power he had just easily broken free from and inadvertently leaked from his body was because he had swallowed the power of the Holy Son.

Fu Yuheng looked at the familiar light in her eyes, finally understood what she meant, and his face instantly darkened.

"You think I'm as shameless and despicable as you?!"

No matter how much of a beast he is, he will never do anything to devour the power of his own child.

Ji Shuzhen's face also became ugly. She originally hoped that Ghost Sixteen would inherit the power of the Holy Son so that they could continue their plans in the future.

But judging from Fu Yuheng's expression, things were not as she imagined.

Ji Shuzhen gritted her teeth and asked: "Then why do you have witchcraft power higher than mine? This is definitely not something a puppet can possess!"

"Because he received the inheritance from Emperor Jiang, the ancestor of the Twelve Witches, which is more than the inheritance you received from Hou Tu."

Mr. Huo's sweet and deep voice slowly sounded in the room.

As soon as he spoke, everyone looked over.

Qin Ruan also looked at the third master with a puzzled expression, wondering why he knew about this.

Huo Yunji received Qin Ruan's curious gaze, blinked at her, and smiled tenderly.

When Ji Shuzhen heard these words, she didn't even have the slightest doubt, but her gaze on Fu Yuheng became even brighter.

She asked eagerly: "Have you really received the inheritance from the witch ancestor Di Jiang?"

There was indescribable surprise in his tone, and there was no longer the anger of losing the Holy Son before.

Fu Yuheng's expression changed slightly, his mouth was pursed tightly, and his eyes fell on Huo Yunqiang.

The man who came into view had an extremely eye-catching appearance, an even more indifferent temperament, and was full of dignity and elegance.

He knew this man's identity, his true identity.

From the moment he entered the room, Fu Yuheng felt the cold aura of death that was more frightening than blood suppression.

Because he received the inheritance of Di Jiang, he was more or less familiar with the iron-blooded and ruthless methods of Fengdu in the underworld.

The third master received Fu Yuheng's gaze and seemed not to see the fear in his eyes. There was a faint smile on his lips, and he even nodded slightly to him, which was both nurturing and giving him face.

Perhaps it was his seemingly friendly behavior that made Fu Yuheng feel relieved.

The moment he looked back, he breathed a sigh of relief.

In just a few seconds of looking at each other, he actually forgot to breathe.

Although the puppet does not need to eat or drink, he still needs the energy of heaven and earth to nourish this body that is neither human nor ghost.

Ji Shuzhen couldn't get Fu Yuheng's answer for a long time, so she stepped forward, held his wrist tightly, and asked in a deep voice: "Let me ask you, have you obtained the Dijiang inheritance?"

"Let go of my brother!"

When Wei Linchen saw this woman getting close to his second brother, unknown fire welled up in his heart.

He knew Fu Yuheng, and he knew how much the second brother hated this woman when he frowned slightly.

Wei Linchen rushed forward, knocked down Ji Shuzhen's grip on Fu Yuheng's wrist, and stared coldly at the woman in front of him.

"The Wu Clan destroyed my second brother and made my second brother what he is now. It's all the Wu Clan's fault. Today, as Fu Jin, the third generation direct descendant of the Fu family, I will officially challenge the Wu Clan. Declaring war, the Fu family will fight against the Wu clan for the rest of their lives!"

Wei Linchen's eyes were bloodshot and his expression was cold and tense. He was not afraid of anything at this moment.

His second brother was extremely eye-catching both in demeanor and appearance. He had also heard the conversation between the two just now.

The second brother actually had a child with this woman. He didn't care about the child's life or death. He only knew that the second brother hated the woman in front of him from the bottom of his heart.