Wu Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly and narrowed his eyes as he stared at Nine Phoenix, as if he wanted to find flowers on her face.
"What are you doing here? Go back quickly!"
Jiu Feng blinked her big, watery eyes. She was not angry when she saw Wu Xuan scolding her, but she grabbed Wu Xuan's hand.
"Brother Wu Xuan, where are you going? I want to go too!”
"No!" Wu Xuan responded subconsciously.”
However, Nine Phoenix was unwilling. Shaking her little head, she begged,""No! I want to follow Brother Wu Xuan!"
Wu Xuan pulled Nine Phoenix away and said fiercely,""I'm going to a very far place. Don't follow me! If you keep following me, I'll beat you up!”
Hearing this, Nine Phoenix pouted and threw out a sentence.
"Brother Wu Xuan didn't bring Nine Phoenix along, so Nine Phoenix shouted for the Grand Wizard to come and wouldn't let you go!”
"Hahahaha! Go ahead and shout! No one will pay attention to you even if you shout until your throat is broken!" Wu Xuan laughed out loud. He lifted the God-Slaying Spear and walked thousands of miles away with one step.
Seeing that Wu Xuan had disappeared in the blink of an eye, Nine Phoenix became anxious, but she could only stand rooted to the ground.
Then, the tears in her eyes grew bigger and bigger. Finally, she could not hold them back anymore and started crying loudly.
Her cries resounded through the mountains, causing countless living beings of Surrounding Water Mountain to tremble in fear.
However, as she cried, Nine Phoenix suddenly laughed again.
She suddenly realized that Brother Wu Xuan was looking at her happily right under her eyelids.
Wu Xuan pinched Nine Phoenix's little face and giggled.""I was just joking with you. Actually, it's not bad to have a little follower. He can even serve tea and massage my legs. Hahaha!”
"Let's go! Little wimp!"
Nine Phoenix sniffed, and her expression changed as quickly as flipping through a book. She smiled and said,""I'm already 90,000 years old. I'm not a kid!!”
"Right, right, right. You're not a little wimp. You're a little crybaby!”
"Boohoo! Brother Wu Xuan, you're so bad!"
“……”
Wu Xuan laughed and laughed along the way. He brought Nine Phoenix over the mountains and ridges, and in the blink of an eye, they had already left the Sorcerer tribe.
Nine Phoenix seemed very excited, and Wu Xuan was also very happy. Everything was going according to his plan.
"I'll be the one to rewrite the history of the Primordial Era!”
"The Lich and Demon Cultivation Tribulation, huh? In my eyes, I know everything!”
"Just wait and see!"
Wu Xuan was full of ambition. He looked at the void in front of him and was getting closer and closer to the purple light spot on the Primordial Treasure Digging System Map.
As far as he knew, the Witchcraft and Demon Cultivation Tribulation could be said to be plotted by the Saints, Hongjun, and the Heavenly Dao.
Especially Dao Ancestor Hongjun, this old silver coin, he was even more scheming.
During the Longhan Cultivation Tribulation, the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin tribes suffered heavy casualties. Their dream of becoming the overlord was shattered, and they left the stage of history.
Demon Luohou's dream of vindication was also shattered and he was defeated by Hongjun.
Furthermore, the Heaven and Earth Patriarch, Yin Yang Patriarch, and Yang Mei Patriarch, who had fought against Rahu with Hongjun, had either died or disappeared.
After a tribulation, Hongjun became the biggest winner, and the rest became cannon fodder.
It could be said that Hongjun was the number one mastermind behind the scenes other than the Heavenly Dao.
In addition, there were also the Three Pure Ones, the Primordial Origin, Tongtian, and Zhunti of the West.
After they became Saints, they would immediately put pressure on the Sorcerer Tribe.
The Three Pure Ones were transformed from the three breaths of the Great God Pangu and also called themselves the Pangu Orthodox Sect.
However, they thought highly of themselves and had always treated the Sorcerer Tribe with hostility.
They even thought that the Wu Tribe had disgraced the name of Pangu, so they would never be merciful to the Wu Tribe.
Thinking of this…
Wu Xuan's eyes flashed fiercely.
"The sons of our witch race are the direct descendants of Father Pangu!”
"Open your eyes and watch. I'm going to make the Wu Tribe an absolutely powerful tribe in the Untainted Land!”
"You hypocritical saints, Yours Truly will definitely trample all of you under my feet!”
With the Primordial Treasure Digging System, Wu Xuan was full of confidence.
Not to mention the awesome functions of this system, the most basic function of concealing the secrets of the heavens was enough to make Wu Xuan's heart blossom with joy.
On the other side.
Hall of Pangu.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery slowly woke up.
At this moment, the hall was still filled with the rich fragrance of wine.
The entire space was still shrouded in a golden drunkenness.
Emperor Jiang patted his head. He lifted the wine jar and wanted to continue drinking, but he realized that he had finished the wine. There was not even a drop left.
He looked at the other Ancestors of Sorcery with an expression of wanting more.
At this moment, Zhurong pinched the space between its brows and buried its head in the wine jar. It couldn't find a single drop either. Then, it looked greedily at the wine jars of the other Ancestral Magi.
Houtu and Xuan Ming were still sleeping soundly.
He and Emperor Jiang looked at each other, and the two Ancestors of Sorcery nodded in tacit understanding.
In their impression, the two sisters rarely drank alcohol, so they were sure that there was still wine in their jars.
However, reality disappointed them.
Houtu Xuanming's wine jar was also empty! Not a single drop left!
After a while, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had completely woken up.
"How comfortable. Dream for ten thousand years, and the years are long!”
Houtu exhaled lightly, her breath like orchids.
The other Ancestors of Sorcery also let out comfortable moans.
However, next, their expressions became strange. Zhurong realized that its whip was gone.
Emperor Jiang realized that his ear studs were gone, and the clothes of the other Ancestors of Sorcery had traces of being turned over.
Even Houtu Xuanming was no exception.
Houtu blinked her beautiful eyes and immediately realized something. She controlled the earth and used the Law of Earth with a thought.
Soon, he found that Little Thirteen had already left Buzhou Mountain.
"Cough cough, no need to look. Little Thirteen has already left Mount Buzhou.”
Di Jiang crossed his arms in front of his chest and pretended to be serious with a red face." This little rascal deliberately got us drunk and left without saying goodbye.”
Zhurong didn't know whether to laugh or cry for a moment. He left just like that and didn't even let his brothers send him off!”
"Little Thirteen is still too young. The Wilderness is much bigger than Mount Buzhou.”Houtu sighed.
Hearing this, Emperor Jiang stepped forward and said firmly,""Don't worry, Little Thirteen will be fine. We're all watching him!”
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