Chapter 1098: The Guest

The vicissitudes of jealousy's voice echoed in the hut, and Lingxuan stared at the old man curiously without blinking his eyes.

When the voice reverberated, the world suddenly became quiet, and only this ordinary movement filled everything.

The old man raised his right hand and grabbed the air with his old and withered fingers. In an instant, he squeezed the tortoise shell engraved with runes.

The light from the runes on the tortoise shell has faded, showing a faint yellow, slightly broken, as if it might collapse, but there is also a mysterious and unspeakable detached mood reverberating.

"Peeping!" While speaking, the six-petal tortoise shell trembled violently, as if being supported by a mysterious force, it hung quietly in mid-air, emitting a faint yellow light.

The old man waved his hands outward at the same time, his eyes were like a sea of ​​stars, and he sighed: "It turned out to be... a sign that a catastrophe is approaching."

With a wave of plain long sleeves, the six-petal turtle shell disappeared out of thin air.

Jealousy Lingxuan's expression was a little dignified, and he asked softly, "What catastrophe?"

The old man put his fingers lightly between his eyebrows, and cursed: "I want to ask astrology and divination even if I don't even have hair. Lei, there is a red mist in the sky, which is an ominous sign. The way of divination is an act against the heavens, and they all pay attention to not telling the whole story, talking half, hiding half, the divination is not exhausted, and a line must be left."

Jealousy Lingxuan nodded his chin as if he understood, and didn't ask any more questions.

Suddenly, there was a dense and urgent knock on the door.

Jealousy Lingxuan smiled and said: "I'll open the door." The voice was still echoing in place, his figure had slid out with a stride, came to the door, and opened the wooden door carefully.

With a "squeak", the door opened, but only a little sunlight came in.

Because a three-foot-tall giant blocked the wooden door tightly, his skin was rough, sharp-edged, and there were three faint star marks between his brows, but it was hard to compare with the star marks of the ancient witch clan, and looked very bleak. Veins protruded from his body, like countless wriggling caterpillars, and an aura of calm and majesty swept away. Obviously, this person's status in the witch department is not low.

After all, the three star marks had already demonstrated his identity and strength, here, no one dared to underestimate him in the slightest.

The man gave a salute, walked to a place two seats away from the old man, and muttered: "Patriarch, something serious has happened."

"Huh?" Jealousy looked over and motioned for him to continue with his eyes.

The man sorted out his thoughts in his mind, and after a long while, he said softly: "The Qiongqi clan is here, I hope to have a detailed discussion with the patriarch!"

"The Qiong Qi family?" Jealousy stopped his movements and got up from the chair. Obviously, this news surprised him.

"Yes." The three-foot-tall giant nodded.

"Huh, back then, the ancient witch clan ruled over the ages and suppressed the heavens for endless years. There were countless vassal races under them, and they made their own vows to follow the ancient witch clan. , save your strength, and still have the face to come to my witch department?" He snorted coldly, and his snow-white beard stood on end.

Who would have imagined that this seemingly ordinary tribe is the remnant of the witch clan?

Uh, it’s not right to say that, even though they have the blood of ancient witches,

But after countless epochs, this bloodline has been weakened to the extreme.

The tall man lowered his head, he would not answer such sensitive questions.

On the contrary, Jealousy Lingxuan walked up to the old man gently, tugged at his beard, and asked softly: "What are they doing here? Since the First World War, our troops have retired, and this time has come..." Although he is young , as the grandson of the patriarch, he knows much more than ordinary clansmen.

Sure enough, Jealousy gave him a meaningful look.

He clasped his hands and replied: "I don't know. He said that he would only speak up after seeing the clan master. His attitude is extremely firm."

As soon as the voice fell, the room fell silent, only a little golden light exuded brilliance.

After ten breaths, the old man tapped lightly on the table with his fingers, made a thumping sound, and said in a deep voice, "Let's see off the guests."

"Patriarch!" Jealous and anxious, he took half a step forward, as if he wanted to say something.

"Jianjian, don't you know why my remnant changed my surname?" Juxie's eyes suddenly focused, and when he looked over, there was a domineering aura bursting out of his thin and withered body, especially the three star marks on the center of his eyebrows. They were all a bit brighter, and even the faint fourth star marks appeared more than half of them. The sound was not loud, but it was like waves of thunder rumbling in Jiu Jian's mind, making him feel powerless.

"Thank you, Patriarch, for the reminder." His throat vibrated, and he backed away slowly.

Jealousy Lingxuan rolled his eyes, revealing a hint of cunning, sat next to the old man, tugged at the hem of his clothes, and said softly: "No wonder grandpa doesn't let me catch spirit fish, so I don't have the heart to fight for hegemony."

"Struggle for hegemony?" Jealousy stroked his beard.

With an incomparably dignified face, he said solemnly: "Times have changed and everything has changed. Our era has long passed, so why bother to go out and stir up wind and rain? The ambitions of Qiongqi and Jinwu are well known, and they are raised in the heart of the source. He has been accumulating energy for hundreds of thousands of years, and no one knows what cards he has now, if he joins in rashly, his bones will probably be swallowed up!" The old man's voice was calm and leisurely, with a kind of calmness that saw through the vicissitudes of the world.

"I'm afraid we think so, and some people don't think so." Ju Lingxuan replied.

"Hmph, who dares? I am the patriarch of the Wu Clan!" When he said this, the domineering look in his eyes flashed away.

Jealousy Lingxuan quickly gave a thumbs up, flattering: "Grandpa speaks domineeringly."

"Stinky boy." The old man made a gesture to hit him, but was easily avoided by Ju Lingxuan.

"Come here!" Jealousy stared, full of momentum.

Jealousy Lingxuan was not fooled, he looked up at the beam and refused to speak.

One old and one young were stubborn for a while, the old man's eyes became softer, and he said with a soft smile: "Lingxuan, why did you say that the Qiongqi clan came to you? Our three tribes have not been in touch for hundreds of thousands of years." After finishing speaking, He stared at Ju Lingxuan scorchingly. Obviously, this question meant a school test.

Jealousy Lingxuan had a different look in his eyes, and replied: "Humph, when our clan overwhelmed the heavens, countless vassal races swore their own life vows. As long as this contract lasts for a day, they will have to be afraid of it." The oath of life is engraved in the avenue and witnessed by heaven and earth, even if it is a muddy race, if it wants to violate it, it will have to pay a huge price."

"Yeah." Jealousy nodded slightly, her eyes filled with satisfaction.

"And what else?" he continued.

This time, Ju Lingxuan thought for a while, with a clear arc on the corner of his mouth, and said with a sneer: "Try the reality of my department, if you see that our department is too weak, maybe you still want to refine us into human puppets .”

Jealousy's eyes were even more satisfied, and he asked again: "Then do you think it would be better for me to meet them, or not?"

Jealousy Lingxuan laughed slyly: "Grandpa, haven't you already made a choice? Still asking?"

Hearing that this was not an answer, the old man laughed heartily, looking full of confidence, and patted Lingxuan on the shoulder hard, feeling relieved that someone would succeed him.

Before I knew it, it was evening. The sunset is glowing red, dyeing the stream water with a light red, like a landscape painting with splashed ink, lively and lively. Jealousy Lingxuan looked at the rays of light coming in from the window, waved his hands, and said with a smile: "It's getting late, I have to go back, otherwise, mother will talk about me again."

The old man got up and added some kerosene to the oil lamp, nodded and said yes.

Seeing Lingxuan's back being drawn longer and longer by the setting sun, he took a sharp breath, feeling a chill in his lungs, moved his long sleeves, and slipped out the six-petaled yellow turtle shell, with a puzzled look on his face, he said, "That's not right. , if only the Tuqi family came, the burning lamp should not be a warning, and the wick has turned into three petals, which is already a sign of great danger, what is going on?"

After thinking jealously, he tapped twice with his right hand across the air.

The hut shook slightly, the floor cracked in vain, and a deep and dark passage suddenly appeared.

Without the slightest hesitation, the old man stepped into it, and just after he entered it, everything returned to its original state in a short time.

It didn't take long before a huge underground palace appeared in front of the prince of the Wu clan.

Above the underground palace, there is a huge yin-yang fish hanging upside down. There is yang within yin, and yin within yang, constantly rotating.

And under this yin-yang fish, there is an old man with a grimace sitting cross-legged. A scar stretches from the ear to the corner of the mouth, making Zou Baba's cheek look even more ferocious. His right eye, although opened, has no aura at all, giving people a sense of sluggishness.

"Brother!" The old man cupped his hands and bowed.

"Sit." The grimacing old man's voice was dry, like two old pieces of copper touching each other. While speaking, he waved his long sleeves lightly, and a bamboo pavilion fell down. Two jugs of good wine were warmed in the pavilion, and the heat was just right.

Jealousy doesn't think it's strange, his senior brother's way of divination is unsurpassed, but he can be counted as a prying eye for five hundred years, and there is nothing in this world that can hide it from him. Just as he was about to speak, the old man with a grimace raised his hand and sighed: "Drink first, this is the most important thing."

The old man smiled wryly, took a sip of the wine, and said with emotion: "This wine must be paired with dragon meat."

The grimacing old man just laughed and didn't answer. This wine is a blend of dragon blood and phoenix blood, and this dragon meat is dragon meat warmed by the immortal phoenix fire, and he has only one portion here.

The wine has been drunk, so what should be said can be said.

The old man with a grimace took the initiative to say: "I understand why you came. Lighting the lamp to warn, this situation has only happened three times in the history of the Wu clan. The first time, chaos reopened, and the evolution of creatures. The second time, our clan was defeated. , and this time, it is the third time, this day will really change."

"Is there a way to break the catastrophe?" Jealousy asked in a deep voice.

"There is always a silver lining in everything." The old man with a grimace replied.

"Brother please advise, the last bit of blood of the Wu Clan can't be wiped out in my hands." Jealousy bowed heavily.

"Junior brother, don't worry, everything is still unknown right now. When I open the divination, I will figure out this secret, and the danger of the witch clan will be solved by itself." He looked determined.

"Brother, please." Jealousy bowed again. ...

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