Chapter 873: The Suffering of Witch

Lou Yi sighed helplessly when he saw the more and more people gathering around him. The eye pupil on his forehead, at this moment, his wings turned from golden to white, and there was a destructive force faintly spurred by Lou Yi. Release it.
The light only changed slightly, and the complexion of Menglu on the opposite side of Building Yi was extremely changed. He raised the scepter in his hand towards all the people in the Miaojiang area around him. The top of that strange scepter was dark as ink. Gems seemed to want to absorb Lou Yi into the space he created.
But at this moment, another voice said, "I promise you, don't hurt my people!"
"Sister, what are you...?" Gu Ani wanted to make a move, but she didn't want to be held by Wu Aduo by her side. The Holy Gu seemed to feel her breath and used her head docilely. Rubbed her delicate fingers.
The holy witch opened his mouth. For the entire southern Xinjiang, that was the existence of imperial decree. In just an instant, all the Wumiao in southern Xinjiang knelt to the ground, and only the Wu slave remained standing in place, looking very abrupt.
"Aduo?" As if he didn't believe his ears, Menglu looked back at her. Although his heart was filled with doubts, he still put down the scepter in his hand, and the strange black light from the gem slowly disappeared. Gone.
"Daddy, do you remember what I said at the time? This person or the savior of Southern Xinjiang." Wu Aduuo said calmly.
Her voice is ethereal and beautiful, as if it has a certain magical power, which can be convincing. The expression on Menglu's face is uncertain. He wants to say that a foreigner is also helping Nanzhou people to attack Miao Village. Can be the savior of the entire southern Xinjiang.
But to question her words is to question the holy witch. Even if he is the last witch in southern Xinjiang, he will still be punished by the heavens. He looked at Lou Yi with complicated eyes and the light that was slowly disappearing from his forehead.
At this moment, Lou Yi's face was very ugly and sickly pale. Menglu could easily kill him as long as he shot now, but he couldn't do it. To do so was to despise the authority of the holy witch.
The old man of the blood witch clan and the bereavement who is now the head of the bone clan still chose to stand in front of Wu A'duo. At this time, Wu A'duo said, "Grandpa Pagota, it's okay..."
The blood-skinned old man nodded lightly and returned to where he was before, and the same was true for the mourning, but there seemed to be a glimmer of confusion in his eyes. He glanced at Lou Yi and seemed to remember Something, but in the end he didn't have a word and stood silently.
"Ani, obedient!" Wu A'duo looked at Gu Ani on the side again, and gently shook her forearm. Gu Ani obviously still wanted to use Saint Gu to kill Building B, but her arm remained Being held by Wu A'duo, and Saint Gu seemed to rely more on Wu A'duo.
Gu Ani seemed to have compromised, withdrawing her hostility towards Lou Yi, but some children still stared at him intently. After Sheng Gu turned around her fingers, she slowly retracted into her palm. went.
At this moment, the Nanzhou monks around Lou Yi avoided the fate of death, but the eyes looking at Lou Yi were very complicated. At this moment, one of the crowd suddenly stood up and shouted,
I don’t need him to save me. I, you all heard what Miao Wu said just now! Don't you understand?!!!"
This sentence seemed to stir up a thousand waves with a single stone, and some people stood up with red eyes. They looked very excited, pointed to Lou Yi and said, "He is the savior of the Witch Clan, that is our Nanzhou The catastrophe!!!"
Lou Yi trembled all over, he had never thought of this result, the human heart, this thing really can't be used to guess, saved them by himself, they released maliciousness to himself instead.
"You, you are sick!" Hu Chi turned around, his whole body was instantly soaring, his movements shocked those people, but the other's eyes still seemed to be determined.
Lou Yi suddenly seemed to understand that they were indeed saved today and should be thankful to themselves, but Wu A'duo said that he might be the savior of Southern Xinjiang, which means that Southern Xinjiang may come back to life. It is a devastating disaster.
Most of these people who stood up were native Nanzhou people who were instilled by Minghuang Palace that the Southern Xinjiang Wumiao was a symbol of cruelty, evil, and destruction. If they were not eliminated, they would destroy the entire Nanzhou. Destroy their homes and relatives.
However, who among them really understands who is invading each other’s homeland? Nanzhou and Nanjiang once lived peacefully together. Isn’t the Aho River and the Ushi River the best proof...
However, the war has spread for thousands of years, and people have forgotten this beautiful story. They planted the seeds of hatred and became enemies of life and death.
Lou Yi looked at them and said calmly, "Is your hatred really so big? Then I want to ask, who belongs to the land under your feet now?"
Those monks who were filled with righteous indignation just now suddenly fell silent. They looked down and looked around, as if they realized something, but after a while, someone said, "These are all being persecuted by these monsters. Don't destroy them, we There will be no peace!"
Lou Yi just wanted to speak, but he heard Wu A'duo from behind the light curtain speak, "Do you want to know the real Southern Xinjiang?"
Almost everyone was attracted by her words, including Lou Yi. Wu A'duo nodded at Menglu. The latter raised the scepter in his hand again, and the black gem burst out like never before. Shining, Lou Yi felt his body was pulled away from the spot for an instant, and when he reacted, they had entered a strange space.
He saw countless pairs of eyes looking at them, eyes filled with various looks, fear, anger, and helplessness. These were all Wu Miao in Southern Xinjiang, but it was obvious that these were all mortals in Wu Miao.
Both sides looked at each other. For the first time these monks in Nanzhou saw the scene they had never seen before. The Southern Xinjiang Wu Clan who had been demonized countless times and even frightened them, could it be such a group of people in front of them?
There is no breath of cultivation, the old and weak women and children, like their mortals, have no hideous expressions, some are just helpless and hesitating, fear and anger. Isn't these the expressions of their relatives when they passed the horrible Wu Miao in the Minghuang Palace? It is the same……
These monks in Nanzhou looked at each other, and then fell into contemplation. How are these people different from them, especially when they see those shivering, clear-eyed children who are holding weapons at this moment. The hand shook involuntarily.
I was deceived. It was so miserable. It was almost the common voice of these people. After so many years of fighting, they have long been used to or even numb. The weapon in their hand has pierced the enemy's heart more than once, but the truth turned out to be like this. Is it...
Many people's eyes are confused. What is the point of fighting for it? After a short silence, the crying began to spread. At first, it was just a few Wumiao children. Seeing so many people, they appeared murderously.
Then it became this group of monks from Nanzhou, unbridled crying, spreading in this space, until they reappeared in the original world.
When the picture changed, they appeared at the foot of the mountain before, everyone was sent out of the previous space, devastated everywhere, smoke and ruins everywhere, and ravines after magic spells were everywhere. .
Collapsed buildings can be seen everywhere, skewed tall buildings, collapsed in pieces to the ground, all these are caused by them, group after group of expressionless shaman slaves, just looking at them, these are all they wanted to capture before. The head work, and the person who left the team and rushed to the mountain.
And now they have all become witch slaves, a soulless corpse. Their corpses are manipulated by Gu poison and become weapons in the hands of the people of Southern Xinjiang. Seeing this dense crowd, everyone’s hearts sink again. Go down.
A large number of people from Southern Xinjiang gathered here at the foot of the mountain. Wu A'duo stepped forward and said, "This is the life you bring to us. We have no intention of being an enemy of Nanzhou. We just want to guard the mountain and the mountains where we live for generations. Stockade."
She stopped, looked at the crowd below, and said again, "But the greed of you people in Nanzhou has made our lives in southern Xinjiang be charred. You killed our people, plundered the resources on which we depend, and forced us to resist. That’s how it is today..."
In the crowd below, some people trembled all over. Obviously, the ones they saw before were still stimulating their hearts. Now that they saw these tattered and collapsed tall buildings and the unrecognizable land here, their hearts had already been tossed violently.
Wu A'duo pointed to the Baiji Mountain Range in the distance and said, "That is the ridge of Kuafu, originally the junction of Southern Xinjiang and Nanzhou, and the vast plain you saw was originally our homeland of Southern Xinjiang, but now. ....."
She seemed to be caught in memorial, and the monks in southern Xinjiang also thought of more, poor mountains and bad waters, and wars that might break out at any time~EbookFREE.me~ lost their barriers, they looked up at the towering mountains in front of them, suddenly Understand the current situation of Wu Miao in southern Xinjiang.
They are like prey who have been driven into a dead end. Behind them are wolves, tigers and leopards staring at them, but in front of them there is an insurmountable moat. This mountain gives people an irresistible pressure, and the Wu Miao are forced to step by step. Here, one can imagine their current situation.
No wonder this battle is very different. It turns out that they have reached the point of life and death and they need to let go of it...
Clang...
I don’t know who first lost the weapon in his hand, and then the voice continued to linger. Someone said, "We are so bitter that Minghuang Palace lied to..."
People who are not from Nanzhou will not feel their mood at this moment. They live on pins and needles and walk on thin ice every day. They are always worried that the Witches will use sorcery to destroy their homes. They want to destroy the Witches more than anyone. .
But when everything surfaced and the dust settled, they realized that everything was nothing but lies and scams carefully woven by the Minghuang Palace. At this moment, their beliefs collapsed.