Although he had already decided to have a close relationship with the Witch Tribe, this title still made Qin Huanxi speechless. Damn it, the title of Ancestral Witch was not auspicious.
He thought about it a lot, but he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he smiled and said,"Get up."
Xing Tian stood up and bowed to the side. The sternness on Zhurong's face gradually faded and was replaced by hatred. It punched the ground fiercely.
A rumbling sound was heard as he said angrily,"Damn it. If I hadn't been tricked by Ji Meng a few days ago and lost my vitality, I would have gone to his Black Water River with a knife and turned it upside down.”
Among everyone, Huo Lie was clearly the wise type. Hence, he reluctantly said,"Sir, we should focus on dealing with the joint attack of Ji Meng and Yingzhao. With their speed, they will arrive at noon tomorrow at the latest.”
"Damn it, do you think I don't know? Yingzhao and Ji Meng are as powerful as me. I was tricked last time and haven't recovered yet. What can they do to me?”
Zhurong had a look of dissatisfaction. In fact, he also knew the seriousness of the matter. It was just that he was used to being stubborn. When his subordinate exposed him to his face, he naturally felt a little embarrassed.
"Um…"
The fire sickle froze, not knowing what to say.
Just as everyone was frowning, a voice suddenly sounded,"Perhaps, I have a way to resolve the tribe's crisis.”
"Hmm?"
For a moment, the eyes of all the shamans fell on Qin Huanxi. Even Zhurong didn't believe it, let alone others. Although he called him Thirteenth Brother, he also tacitly agreed that his subordinates called him Thirteenth Ancestor of Sorcery.
However, at the same time, Zhurong knew very well that the Thirteenth Brother's insignificant cultivation at the peak of the Heavenly Immortal Realm wouldn't be of much help in the battle.
He paused for a moment and said," Thirteenth, you might not know how powerful Ji Meng and Yingzhao are. Both of them are as powerful as I am. Now that the two of them are here, it would be better if I am not injured. But now…I have decided to let Huo Lian and Zhu Qin escort you out of Zhurong Tribe when the sky turns dark.”
"My lord…"
When Huo Lian and Zhu Qin heard this, they were immediately annoyed. They stood up and were about to say something when Zhurong raised his hand and stopped them."I know that none of the Wu people are cowards, but this has nothing to do with Thirteenth Brother. We brothers haven't seen each other for hundreds of years, so we can't drag him into this the moment we meet.”
"Big Brother, you said that the Wu people are not cowards and treat me as their brother. They also call me the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery. Do you think I will leave at this time?”
Qin Huanxi narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhurong. Although he had a smiling expression on his face, the unyielding light that was projected from his eyes was enough to move anyone.
Zhurong sensed the unyielding intent in his words. Its eyes turned slightly red, and its large fan-like hand patted his back fiercely."Good, as expected of my 13th brother. Yingzhao and Jimeng are awesome. Tomorrow, we will kill them together.”
Xing Tian faced Qin Huanxi, thumped his chest with his left hand, and bowed at a 90-degree angle."You…are worthy of the title of the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery. From today onwards, you are the boss of Xing Tian. Whoever wants to kill you will have to go through me first.”
"I don't want to live together, but I want to die together. F * ck those sons of b * tches to death.”Huo Lian and Zhu Qin were also excited. They looked at Qin Huanxi with respect in their eyes.
Zhurong revealed a gratified expression. Xing Tian was the number one battle general under him, and he was also a top-notch expert in the tribe that was second only to him. If he could obtain his recognition, at the very least, Thirteenth Brother would have some assurance.
At that time, Ji Meng and Yingzhao would definitely focus their attention on him, and he would be able to save Thirteenth Brother's life.
……
"What's wrong with everyone? Did I say that we're going to die together?”Just as everyone was in high spirits and wanted to fight with knives, Qin Huanxi suddenly spoke.
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, forming a faint arc. His entire body exuded a mysterious and evil charm.
Everyone present trembled. Even the Patriarch had said that he was evenly matched with Ji Meng and Yingzhao in a one-on-one battle. Now, not only was the Patriarch injured, but Ji Meng and Yingzhao had also joined forces to attack.
What was the difference between going to battle at this time and sending yourself to death?
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