Chapter 157 As Long as Second Uncle Likes It, They Can Do It Too!

But think about it, it's nothing.

I'll change them later!

Thinking of this, Hong Yuan said softly: "Get up, we're family, no need to be polite!"

After that, he waved his hand.

He changed the appearance of the twelve ancestor witches in front of him.

This made Hong Yuan feel a lot more comfortable.

Hearing this, the eleven ancestor witches slowly got up and looked at their second uncle with excitement.

Although their appearance had been changed by Hong Yuan, they didn't take it too seriously.

It's just a change of appearance, so what's the harm?

As long as the second uncle is satisfied, it's okay to keep this appearance.

When the time comes, change back to the real body when fighting.

Even Gonggong, who was stuck in the ground, has changed his appearance now, but he hasn't woken up yet and is still stuck in the ground.

The other eleven ancestor witches are not worried, because they can still sense Gonggong's breath.

Even the breath is not affected.

Then he didn't bother to care about it anymore, just let him stay here.

Who made him provoke the second uncle.

Looking at Hong Yuan in front of him, although the eleventh ancestor witch had expected it before, only when he really saw Hong Yuan could he really feel the original breath that seemed to be exactly the same as Pangu Father God.

That breath was like a spring breeze, bringing people an indescribable sense of comfort and closeness, as if there was an innate, deep-rooted blood connection between each other.

This kind of intimacy is something that no one can give.

Hou Tu even bravely approached Hong Yuan, feeling the intimacy emanating from Hong Yuan, and the smile on her face never stopped.

"Hehe... Second Uncle... Hello! I am Hou Tu!"

Hou Tu raised her head and looked at Hong Yuan with joy, and her crisp and pleasant voice echoed in Hong Yuan's ears.

Looking at Hou Tu in front of him, Hong Yuan also reached out and rubbed her head, with a slightly gentle tone: "I know!"

Speaking of this, Hong Yuan also slowly turned his head to look at the other ancestors of witches, and continued: "I have seen you when you were not yet born with intelligence, and I also know what your names are..."

Hong Yuan's eyes slowly swept over the crowd: "Di Jiang, Ju Mang, Zhu Rong, Ru Shou"

And everyone whose name Hong Yuan read out also scratched their heads.

But the joy in their eyes could not be concealed.

"Xuan Ming, Hou Tu, Qiang Liang, Zhu Jiu Yin, Tian Wu, Xi Zi, She Bi Shi"

Speaking of this, Hong Yuan looked at Gong Gong who was stuck in the ground, smiled and shook his head: "And this hard-headed Gong Gong!"

Hearing this, the eleven ancestors of witches were stunned.

Zhu Rong didn't think much about it, but just laughed and said: "Second uncle is right, Gonggong's head is very hard. In the past, when I fought with him, he couldn't beat me, so he played tricks and hit me with his head. I guess he practiced it at this time!"

And among the twelve ancestors, Rushou, who had the strongest body and the inner gold, looked at Hong Yuan unconvinced and explained in a buzzing voice: "Second uncle, my Rushou's head is also very hard. If you don't believe me, touch it!"

After that, Rushou directly stretched his big bald head in front of Hong Yuan.

It seemed that he had to let Hong Yuan know that his head was also very hard.

Looking at Rushou, who was covered with flesh, with a big bald head, and his body was still shining, Hong Yuan thought he was one of the Western Luohan at first glance. He smiled and gently knocked on Rushou's head.

Listening to the crisp "clang" sound

Hong Yuan didn't need Rushou to explain too much, and he knew that Rushou's head was also a good head.

"Not bad, not bad, it's also a good head!"

The other ancestor witches frowned when they saw this.

Does the second uncle like hard heads?

Looking at Rushou's proud face after being praised by Hong Yuan.

The other ancestor witches couldn't help but have another thought in their minds, no, they have to practice their heads more in the future.

Rushou and Gonggong can't be the only ones praised by the second uncle, they also want them!

Especially Xuanming and Houtu, looking at Rushou's big bald head, they couldn't help but feel a little disgusted.

But after thinking about it, isn't it just a big bald head?

As long as the second uncle likes it, they can do it too!

Looking at the thoughtful faces of the eleven ancestor witches in front of him, Hong Yuan didn't need to think about what they were thinking.

He couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

These twelve ancestor witches are really a bit silly.

But it's also good, he likes this kind of personality!

But it would be a bit uncomfortable if the twelve witch ancestors did nothing but think about how to harden their heads all day.

Then Hong Yuan also smiled and explained: "You don't have to think too much, and you don't have to think about hardening your heads all day. Each of you has a law in your body and has your own advantages. Don't put the cart before the horse, just follow your own law path!"

"I came back this time, first, I want to see my elder brother, and second, I just happen to have time to teach you! I wonder if you have ever discovered what is the difference between you and those creatures outside?"

When Hong Yuan's voice fell, the faces of the witch ancestors present showed joy.

They originally thought that the second uncle was just here to see them this time, but they didn't expect that the second uncle actually planned to teach them.

In this way, the second uncle can stay with them for a little longer.

But at the same time, these witch ancestors couldn't help but fall into deep thought and began to think about what the difference is between themselves and other creatures.

Although they have not really been born yet, they have seen many creatures that appeared near Zhoushan in the past.

However, they racked their brains but could not figure out what the difference is between them and the creatures in the outside world.

Rushou was just praised by Hong Yuan, and it was time to be proud.

So, he patted his chest without thinking and said proudly:

"We are the essence and blood of Pangu, the father god, and we are the authentic Pangu. This is the difference between us and the creatures in the outside world. We are more powerful!!"

"That's right!!" Zhu Rong heard this and suddenly clapped his hands excitedly and echoed loudly.

Hong Yuan couldn't help but shook his head when he heard this: "Think about it again, what is the biggest difference between you and them?"

When Zhu Rong heard this, he immediately raised his head and said in a buzzing voice: "The biggest difference is that we are much stronger than them! If we really fight, I can kill them with one punch!"

Rushou was unhappy when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "I can do it too, I only use half a punch!"

"Then I will use half of half of half of half of half of half of half!" Zhu Rong immediately retorted.

Rushou grinned and kicked Zhu Rong fiercely: "Humph, then I will use half of half of half of half of half!!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, two hands appeared on Zhu Rong and Rushou's heads respectively.

There was a loud "boom!!".

There were two more upright bodies on the ground.

After doing all this, Hong Yuan clapped his hands lightly, as if he had done something trivial.

He just smiled and looked at the other ancestor witches kindly: "What do you think?"

That smile was like the warm spring sun, warming the hearts of every ancestor witch.

Looking at the three familiar figures on the ground, the other ancestor witches turned their heads with difficulty to look at their second uncle.

Looking at the faint smile on their second uncle's face.

The ancestor witches only felt their bodies shiver involuntarily, and a chill instantly surged from their spines and quickly spread throughout their bodies.