Chapter 158 Sure Enough, Second Uncle Still Loves Them

"What? You're all mute! Do you think you have to ask me, the second uncle, to help you take off your heads and pick your throats properly?" Hong Yuan's lips raised slightly, outlining a hint of worry. Ruowu's smile is like a gentle breeze in spring, seemingly warm and pleasant.

But the words coming out of his mouth were so vicious and cruel.

When the ancestral witches heard this, their bodies trembled involuntarily, each of them lowered their heads and tightened their necks.

He didn't dare to raise his head at all, for fear that his eyes would meet his second uncle's.

His heart was still pounding, and he kept mumbling to himself.

"Don't call me, don't call me..."

If the second uncle asked them to fight, they would be happy. Fighting is their favorite!

But this makes it a little difficult for them to answer questions.

Apart from paying attention to their second uncle, when had they ever paid attention to living beings in the outside world?

After all, they are the Pangu sect, and with the protection of their second uncle, they have transcended the prehistoric times, so why should they care about the prehistoric creatures outside?

Seeing that no one answered him, Hong Yuan slowly turned his head to look at Houtu beside him, and asked with a kind face: "Houtu, tell me!"

When Houtu heard his second uncle calling him, he couldn't help but tremble. Then he raised his head and saw the kind and gentle look on his second uncle's face.

I cried out loudly.

While crying, he shook his head violently and choked with sobs: "Second uncle...I...I don't know..."

Seeing Hou Tu's expression of pear blossoms and rain, Hong Yuan smiled and slowly stretched out his hand.

He gently placed it on Hou Tu's head.

Just when Hou Tu thought she was going to be thrust into the ground like Gonggong and the others, Hong Yuan just rubbed her head.

Didn't say much.

Hou Tu felt the soft and big hands on his head and was stunned for a moment, and even his tears stopped at this moment.

Hey... I wasn't penetrated by my second uncle...

When Di Jiang and others saw this scene, they also breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, the second uncle still loves them.

The next second, Hong Yuan's eyes fell on Di Jiang.

As the eldest brother to Zu Wu and others, now is his chance to show off to his younger siblings.

So, Hong Yuan opened his mouth and asked Di Jiang: "Di Jiang, as their eldest brother, you can tell me!"

When Di Jiang heard this, his face instantly turned pale, but he had to listen to his second uncle's words.

So, he raised his head with difficulty and endured the endless bitterness and grievance in his heart.

He forced a smile on his face that was uglier than crying.

His lips trembled slightly, and his voice was as small as a mosquito: "Second uncle, I think there may be room for change in this matter. Why don't we calm down first and observe it carefully? Okay? I think we didn’t look too carefully at the beginning..."

As Di Jiang spoke, he carefully glanced at his second uncle's face, fearing that if he said the wrong thing, he would cause disaster.

And Hong Yuan did live up to Di Jiang's expectations. Just after he finished speaking, Di Jiang suddenly felt that his head sank suddenly.

"boom!"

With a loud rumbling sound, Di Jiang, like Gong Gong and Zhu Rong from before, were stuck straight into the ground.

Seeing the tragic situation of their eldest brother, the other ancestral witches who had just breathed a sigh of relief suddenly felt their hearts tightening again.

They looked at Hou Tu beside Hong Yuan with blank faces, their eyes full of disbelief.

Why... is Houtu okay? !

Hou Tu was also a little confused at this time, but when he saw the other ancestral witches looking at him with disbelief, he couldn't help but feel happy.

Subconsciously, he rubbed Hong Yuan's big hand that was still on his forehead.

Second uncle...the best...

Seeing this, Xuan Ming subconsciously looked at Hou Tu's appearance, and then looked at himself, and seemed to find something in his heart.

So she bravely trotted to Hong Yuan's side and called "Second Uncle" in a soft voice.

Hong Yuan looked at Xuan Ming, as one of the few nieces in the world, and reached out his hand to gently rub her head.

With a kind and kind face, he said softly: "Be good~"

When the other ancestral witches saw this scene, they understood instantly.

It turns out that the second uncle likes the appearance of women.

I told you earlier...

At this point, I saw that the other ancestral witches had changed into women's appearance. They all recalled the behavior of Hou Tu and Xuan Ming just now in their minds, and began to imitate it.

Even worse.

Suddenly, I saw the ancestral witches who looked like strong men just now turned into young girls. They covered their faces and looked at Hong Yuan with an angry look. They were shy and timid, and shouted in a charming and soft voice:

"Second uncle~"

Suddenly, these ancestral witches felt an unspeakable coldness falling on them.

When I saw my second uncle, I realized that his entire face was dark!

The corners of his mouth kept twitching.

And that cold feeling emanated from his second uncle.

Anyone who saw this scene could feel the strong killing intent emanating from Hong Yuan.

Seeing this scene, except for Xuan Ming and Hou Tu, the rest of the ancestral witches couldn't help but feel "thumped" in their hearts.

There was only one thought in my mind.

broken! !

My life is at an end!

But before they could think about it for too long, they felt a sudden pain in their foreheads, and then, there was a loud "bang" made up of several sounds in their ears.

It was deafening, as if their heads were splitting.

They didn't even have time to think carefully about how many sounds were heard. The eyes of the ancestor witches suddenly became dark and they completely lost consciousness.

Xuanming and Houtu looked at the brothers in front of them, who were stuck upside down in the ground with their heads down and their feet up.

Somehow, they were not afraid at all.

On the contrary, after the two looked at each other, their eyebrows and eyes suddenly curved, like a crescent moon reflecting a clear spring, and their cheeks were even more dimples. They covered their mouths and laughed lightly.

Hong Yuan's eyes fell on the ancestor witches stuck in the ground in front of him, and he shook his head helplessly.

He didn't know why, but he always felt that the ancestor witches in front of him seemed to be different.

He didn't know if it was because of the existence of his second uncle, the ancestor witches now had no worries about the situation outside the prehistoric world, and they were even too lazy to think.

Not only Dijiang, the head of the ancestor witches, but also Zhu Jiuyin, the think tank among the ancestor witches.

They were all so stupid that they were not presentable.