Wilderness: Our Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery, the largest gang of hooligans
24 Are you unhappy that I took this seat?

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At this moment, Wu Yuan was leading many Ancestors of Sorcery to find a cushion to sit on.

However, at this moment, the aura of other living beings suddenly came from outside the Purple Cloud Palace.

Moreover, it seemed that this aura was a little familiar.

As the aura got closer and closer, the Ancestors of Sorcery finally saw a figure flying over.

This figure had the head of a human and the body of a snake. It was a beautiful woman.

Her figure was light, her aura was ethereal, and she was extremely charming.

The moment he appeared, the hall of the Purple Cloud Palace seemed to have become clear.

Wu Yuan was stunned when he saw this figure. He knew this person.

It was Nuwa, whom he had met on Mount Buzhou.

However, after a moment of shock, Wu Yuan understood the reason.

In the original Untainted Land, Nuwa also sat on the fourth futon after the Three Pure Ones.

Now that he appeared in the Purple Cloud Palace, it was also in line with the original trajectory of the Primordial World.

Unfortunately, even if she had tried her best to come, she could not change the fact that there were no seats.

When Nuwa entered, her face was filled with excitement.

However, looking at the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery, the mighty team, and the futons under them, their expressions became a little strange.

Then, she immediately saw Wu Yuan, who was standing in the middle of the Ancestral Sorcerers.

She spoke softly, a little disappointed,"

"Fellow Daoist Wu Yuan, it turns out that you've already arrived.”

With her eyes, she could naturally tell that these six praying mats definitely had an opportunity.

But now, looking at the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery's actions, she realized that she probably would not be able to have the futon.

When she came here, she was with Fuxi.

After that, Fuxi felt that the two of them were not fast enough, so he sent Goddess Nvywa out with his own Dharma power.

This allowed Nuwa to move even faster.

Although it was very likely that Fuxi would not be able to get the opportunity to reach the Purple Cloud Palace first, he had to let his sister, Goddess Nvywa, get the opportunity no matter what.

This was also the reason why Nüwa had come to the Purple Cloud Palace alone.

However, at this moment, their goal might not be accomplished.

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, please find a seat in the back.”

Wu Yuan looked at Nüwa and gestured behind her.

Although he knew Nuwa, he naturally wouldn't give up the praying mat to her.

Nuwa looked at Wu Yuan for a while and gave up on the idea of saying anything.

Although she also wanted a futon now, she could not say anything now that the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery had occupied many of them.

In the end, he found a seat in the Purple Cloud Palace and sat down.

Not long after Nüwa sat down, there was another commotion outside the Purple Cloud Palace.

"Old friend Zhenyuanzi, let's hurry up.”

"Old friend Hongyun, why don't you go in first? I'll lend you a hand.”

Two voices entered the main hall of the Purple Cloud Palace.

Then, under the gaze of the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery, a red figure flew in from outside.

It was extremely fast and arrived in front of them in the blink of an eye.

However, when he saw the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery, he could not help but stop in his tracks, revealing a bewildered expression.

It was as if he had never expected that so many people would come before him.

"You guys…"

The red figure looked at the 13 Ancestors of Sorcery's fierce eyes and sized him up. He could not help but feel a chill in his heart.

Wu Yuan looked at the red figure and sensed the aura on his body. He immediately guessed the identity of this person.

It was the red cloud.

In the original Untainted Land, Hongyun also had a futon.

Although he had listened to someone else's words in the end and given up the praying mat, he had still occupied a praying mat in the beginning.

"What do you mean you? The praying mats here have been occupied by us, the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery.”

Wu Yuan said to Hongyun with an unfriendly expression.

Wu Yuan would not show any courtesy to anyone who might snatch the praying mat.

"This... This is a little overbearing…"

Looking at Wu Yuan's aggressive attitude and sensing the terrifying aura of the Ancestors of Sorcery beside him, Hongyun stammered.

It was not easy for him to come to the Purple Cloud Palace with the help of his old friend Zhenyuanzi, but now he did not even have a seat.

He was naturally dissatisfied with the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery's overbearing way of occupying seats.

"Are you dissatisfied?"

Wu Yuan glared at Hongyun fiercely. Then, he stood up and emitted a unique murderous aura of the Sorcerer Tribe.

A terrifying pressure instantly descended on Hongyun's body.

It was as if the attack would land the moment the other party said no.

After hearing Wu Yuan's words, the other Ancestors of Sorcery looked at each other and their brothers.

Thirteenth Brother, was he such a person?

Only Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu gently stroked her forehead. She had seen similar scenes countless times when she was traveling with Wu Yuan in the Untainted Land.

"I... I..."

Faced with Wu Yuan's aggressiveness, Hongyun did not know how to answer.

He had always been a nice guy, so he couldn't handle this situation.

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