Uncle Master spoke domineeringly.

He had a protective expression on his face, not even the slightest bit afraid because the other party was the leader of a demon tribe.

More importantly, we are afraid that we will be harmed.

How can I disrespect such a master? How can I disrespect him?

"How dare you use such a tone to talk to me?"

Hu Jiu was furious.

The pain of losing his son had already made him furious.

Now that he has finally found his son's murderer, he learns that his son brought it upon himself.

He had lost all face by speaking out in anger.

At this moment, he was criticized by the old Taoist priest again, which made him even more upset and wanted to find someone to vent to.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Grandma Fox standing in the middle also roared:

"Hu Jiu, you are so impudent."

After saying that, he glared at Hu Jiuyang.

Although not a single bit of demonic energy was released, the majesty of Mrs. Hu Santai was still there, and the coercion of the thousand-year-old fox demon was still there.

That momentum instantly frightened Hu Jiu into losing his temper.

The fox demons on the side of Zhuiyue Cave in Lianghu Mountain all wilted and stepped back, fearing to touch the big demon's brow.

Hu Jiu shivered and knelt down with a "pop" sound:

"Third, third aunt, Xiao, Xiaojiu knew that she was wrong and shouldn't have done anything wrong. But, it's just the pain of losing a child that makes me feel bad."

Hu Jiu knelt down in front of everyone and spoke frankly.

When Mrs. Hu Santana saw this, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes.

Maybe I thought of something, maybe Xiaomei's parents.

After a while, he finally said:

"Okay Xiaojiu, that's it. Just accept the reality!

Perhaps this is a test of cause and effect.

Don't let your inner demons mess up your mind.

It is not easy for us beasts to practice cultivation.

It also took thousands of years to cultivate the old body.

Your road is still long.

Tinggu said that the death of the little yellow fox was his own fault and no one else could be blamed.

Even Xiao Qin, Xiao Mo will not kill him.

God will also kill him, and even implicate your entire Lianghu Mountain Zhuiyue Cave Fox Clan.

Go down and think about it!"

When Hu Jiu heard this, he turned his head and glanced at Lao Mo and me. There was still hatred in his eyes, and there was an emotion that he couldn't hide.

It's the father's hatred for the person who killed his son...

The two of us also looked at him, not afraid of his eyes.

Uncle Master was on guard, just in case.

After a few seconds, he looked away and then heard him say:

"Third aunt, Xiaojiu knows that he was wrong. After the sacrifice, Xiaojiu will go back to Zhuiyue Cave in Lianghu Mountain for retreat, hoping to resolve the resentment in his heart..."

The old fox felt quite miserable and agreed directly.

On the surface, this matter has been revealed.

Grandma Hu Santa nodded:

"Okay! Get up!"

After hearing this, Hu Jiu stood up.

He stood up, looked at me, and took a deep breath.

It's very heavy and looks very fierce.

But then, I saw him opening his mouth and saying:

"The old fox keeps his word, but my son has done evil. The old fox has no way of teaching his son, and he has ruined his own cultivation for a hundred years."

After saying that, he raised his hand and slapped it hard on his chest.

There was a "bang" sound, hitting the chest directly.

Hu Jiu spurted out a mouthful of blood, then coughed out a mouthful of green gas...

"True Yuan..."

When I saw this, I was completely stunned.

Lao Mo and his uncle were also a little surprised.

This fox really kept his word. He said it would last a hundred years, but he was crippled with just one slap.

You know, after we heard it before, we just thought it was a joke.

Even if the facts are clarified now, we can't really let this old fox waste a hundred years of cultivation here.

You know, that is a hundred years of Taoism.

How many beasts can't live more than a hundred years?

Their lifespan is directly linked to their own cultivation.

Only those monsters with profound virtues are qualified to continue living.

He had lost a hundred years of cultivation, not only his strength and power, but also his life.

It's impossible to say that he would have given up a hundred years of cultivation today.

Tomorrow my lifespan will expire...

But even so, this old monster kept his word.

At this point, I still gave him a high look.

"leader!"

"Clan leader!"

"..."

The foxes in Lianghu Mountain came forward to help him one after another.

Because it happened suddenly, no one had time to stop it.

The uncle in front of me also narrowed his eyes, and then said:

"The old immortal will do what he says, and the poor man admires him."

After saying that, he even hugged Hu Jiu with a fist in his arms.

Hu Jiu didn't say much.

He just said hoarsely to the fox demons behind him:

"Walk!"

Say it!

They all transformed into foxes and started running towards the mountain.

Madam Hu Santa saw these foxes leaving.

Let out a long sigh:

"Hey! Taoist Huxiao, I made you laugh. Please come to the cave!"

Brother Chang Long, when you and I meet Xu Jiu, please come in and have a drink."

After saying that, he made a gesture of invitation.

Uncle Master didn't dare to ask for help, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand to signal:

"Grandma Fox, please, Grandma Fox, please..."

Chang Long didn't answer, but looked at me.

I nodded and said with great respect:

"Brother Chenlong, Grandma Fox is your old friend, so you should reminisce about the past.
To be continued...