Heavenly Corpse Gu! Hong Fu has a Heavenly Corpse Gu in his hand. Although Yang Xiaoqin, who has lost the mysterious Gu, does not seem to be a big threat, her body has been strengthened by the mysterious poison! Even if she is not possessed by the mysterious poison,
Just an ordinary corpse Gu takes over, and the power it possesses is unparalleled! Because the holy dragon essence and blood of the strange Gu have been refined in Yang Xiaoqin's body, and the refining time is much longer than that of Caesar.
However, it is only because the child's body is weak that he is not as powerful as Caesar, and can only use the highly corrosive black blood as a means of defense.
"Click, click."
Yang Xiaoqin slowly got up from the ground, and there was a sound of bones rubbing on her body. There was no trace of popularity on her little face, but only coldness and indifference.
Perhaps due to the influence of the strange poison, she became extremely aggressive after getting up and looked at Hong Fu with violent eyes.
Hongfu didn't pay attention, but said in a gentle voice: "Mother-in-law."
Yang Xiaoqin's grandma stepped forward stiffly after hearing this. She had been dead for many days and she could no longer speak fluently. However, it was a very simple matter to appease the corpse Gu Yang Xiaoqin.
"Roar!"
Yang Xiaoqin roared in a low voice, a look of struggle appeared in his eyes, and then he was held in his arms obediently, his eyes looking slightly calm.
Chen Qingyun couldn't help being surprised when he saw it: "Is this... dead?
Still not dead?
Why does she still have any sanity?"
Li Li whispered: "Maybe it's because of the strange poison. Once the corpse poison is possessed by a person, that person is already dead. But when the evil poison is possessed by Caesar, he is not affected in any way.
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Chen Qingyun looked at Caesar's body, and after a while he said: "We have different paths, but we have to say that whether it is Long Shitian or Caesar, they are indeed geniuses."
A golden warrior who plans to refine hundreds of pieces.
One of them created a strange Gu by force.
Although these two people were hostile to each other, Chen Qingyun could not help but admire their courage.
"Hiss..." At this time, all the wizards present took a breath.
Hong Fu was able to control the corpse voodoo, and considering the powerful performance of the corpse voodoo just now, how could they still play?
The mistress of the Witch Cult looked gloomy and said coldly: "It's just a corpse voodoo. Everyone, there are so many of us coming together. As long as we kill those two people, what will happen even if she can control the corpse voodoo?"
This is true, there are only two of them, Hong Fu, and if they all rush forward, it’s not certain who will win.
But isn’t Hongfu prepared?
Hong Fu said calmly: "Zang Lao."
Old Man Zanghua coughed and stepped forward. His energy was really wasted and his body was seriously injured. However, this did not affect his display of the noble spirit that belongs to a warrior who has reached the pinnacle.
He stepped forward and said in a low voice: "Where are the dragon witch and the tiger witch?"
The face of the Witch Cult Mistress changed, as did the expressions of Bo Jin and Jiang Tianting, who suddenly turned their heads to look at their own people.
"Elder Pokin."
"Elder Jiang."
"And the mistress."
"Sorry, we have received a lot of favor from the previous Dragon God."
Half of the elite teams from the Criminal Hall and the Law Enforcement Hall came out and looked at everyone indifferently.
"Where are the tribes?"
Then more than a dozen tribesmen came out and saluted Hongfu respectfully: "I've seen the saint, I've seen the protector."
Hong Fu said calmly: "Mother, I am not a little girl who will come back without any preparation."
The Witch Cult Mistress stared at Hong Fu and suddenly laughed a few times: "Hahaha! I didn't expect that I have been kept in the dark by you all this time. I thought I had you under control. Only then did I realize that all of us
They were all taken advantage of by you!"
Hongfu didn't speak.
The Witch Cult Mistress suddenly turned her head and looked at Ye Qiu: "Grand Inspection, even you were used by her, and now everything has been fulfilled by her, what do you think?"
Ye Qiu said calmly: "I don't have any feelings, even if I did, I don't have much strength anymore."
The Witch Cult Mistress wanted to say something again, but she turned around and looked at Chen Qingyun, who had become a cripple, and Caesar, who had become a corpse, with a look of sadness in her eyes.
The mistress of a religion, the Lord of Longshui, has led dozens of tribes for more than ten years.
What she is most proud of is that she won the witchcraft from the hands of Long Shitian, the former Dragon God, Chen Qingyun and others, and became the mistress of the witchcraft among thousands of people in the Miao territory.
But now everything has come to nothing, and all his conspiracies and plans are worse than a little girl.
This makes me feel sad and dejected at the same time.
One strange Gu is scary enough, but now that the opponent has secretly won over so many people, is there any point in continuing the fight?
"I lost."
The Mistress of the Witch Cult has become older and her figure has become more stooped.
At this point, there is no point in resisting.
"Let them take the sealing Gu."
Hong Fu said lightly.
The owner of the Red Mansion, who once dominated the business world and was unrivaled in women's affairs, is back again.
...The Witch Cult Mistress did not resist, and the others naturally had no intention of resisting either. They all obediently accepted the fate of having their spiritual energy sealed, and were then taken to the cells one by one.
As for how to deal with it, that is a matter for later.
Hongfu and Old Man Zanghua stopped caring about those people and came to Ye Qiu and others.
Hong opened her mouth and said in a soft voice: "Young Master Ye."
Ye Qiu looked at her and looked very calm: "The owner of the Red Mansion, Murong Yanran, the daughter of the previous Dragon God, or can I call you the new Mistress of the Witch Cult now?"
Hongfu looked apologetic: "Just call me Hongfu."
Ye Qiu said calmly: "It doesn't matter what the name is. Is the poster planning to kill someone and silence him?"
Hongfu's eyes were slightly stiff, and then he sighed, knowing that he had set up Ye Qiu, and there was no possibility of repairing the relationship between the two.
She just shook her head: "How dare Hongfu frame Young Master Ye, but... Young Master Ye, it doesn't matter if you don't forgive me, but I still want to say sorry to you."
Ye Qiu twitched the corner of his mouth: "Why do you need to say sorry, sir? Intrigue and intrigue are normal in this world. Those who truly treat people as friends...are the fools."
Hongfu's eyes trembled slightly, and he opened his mouth to say something, but all the words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a single word.
Ye Qiu looked at Old Man Zanghua again: "Old Man Zanghua, you are so courageous. You have lost all your energy. Isn't it because of your own cruelty?"
Old Man Zanghua sighed, nodded and said: "Young Master Ye, the young lady is also eager for revenge, and it is also for the young lady... I have absolutely no intention of actually harming you."
Ye Qiu waved his hand: "I can understand."
Hongfu's eyes lit up and he said, "Young Master Ye, I'll have someone arrange a place for you to rest and heal."
Ye Qiu reluctantly stood up: "No need, this little injury won't kill you. We have our own place to rest."
After the words fell, Long Ji, Lin Jingyun, Zhang Hongfei, Ye Hu, the old patriarch and others stood up unsteadily, helped each other and left without even looking at Hong Fu.
Li Li sighed, gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, staggering towards Ye Qiu. Hongfu tried to help her, but Li Li dodged him.
Hongfu's heart trembled, as if he had lost something important.