Chapter 194 Gao Yang Qidu

Qidu, on the Qinggengzhou, the temple of the witch.

Qinggengzhou is one of the 21 river continents between vortex water and Yingshui. Its name comes from a kind of spirit bird like a magpie, the green ploughing bird. This kind of bird only inhabits the Qinggengzhou in the whole wilderness. It looks like a magpie, with a blue body and a white beak, white eyes and white tail, which can control the epidemic.

Thirty years ago, Wu Peng was appointed by the Taiwu family and the Shaoyu family to serve as the witch of the Gaoyang tribe. As soon as he came to Qidu, he fell in love with the green ploughing bird and the green ploughing continent. Therefore, he set up a temple on the green ploughing island to accompany the green ploughing bird.

In the witch's temple, except for six huge fire-painted carved wooden columns, it is as empty as the eternal void. Only the sound of dozens of green ploughing birds flapping their wings sounded in the hall.

Wu Peng knelt quietly in front of the huge white jade cong, pinched the witch seal in his hand, and his eyes were full of calmness. She likes to experience this calmness, and she is as intoxicated as her own power. There is no supreme power. If you want to be calm in this chaotic wilderness, you will undoubtedly dream. However, for Wu Peng, if she is enjoying this peace, no one in the whole wilderness dares to disturb, because she controls the richest Gaoyang tribe among the six tribes of the Yanhuang Alliance!

"It's been 30 years since you came to the Gaoyang tribe, right?" Wu Peng looked at the face reflected in the white jade cong in front of her. She is forty-six years old. As a woman, Shaohua has passed away and is no longer young. Although her appearance is still young, her skin is smooth and delicate, and she is as white as jade, the ugly wrinkles climbed to the corners of her eyes ten years ago. Although she hates wrinkles, she also satisfies what wrinkles compensate her for - the supreme power brought by controlling the whole Gaoyang tribe.

As the second disciple of Taiwu, in addition to the eldest sister Wu Xian, her spiritual power is the strongest. However, among the disciples of Taiwu, the power she has is not as powerful as Wu Xian, because Wu Xian is the witch of the imperial hill, and there are too many rich families and important ministers around her, which is not as high as her supreme land in the Gaoyang tribe. Position?

Since Gaoyang Jun Xiong Muye lived in seclusion in Zhuanqi Palace ten years ago, she has become the master of the Gaoyang tribe, and even Xiong Bizi, the heir of the Gaoyang tribe, is just an obedient puppy in front of her.

The green ploughing bird suddenly chirping. Wu Peng slowly opened his eyes and said lightly, "Come in."

A girl in a witch's costume came in gently and lowered her eyebrows and said, "Your Excellency, Lv Ye, the leader of the capital, is asking for a meeting."

"Let him in." Wu Peng said with no expression on his face.

The witch agreed in a low voice and slowly retreated. A moment later, the sound of heavy armor collision sounded. Although the people slowed down, they still smashed the ground, and the green ploughing birds flew up and spread their wings and circled in the temple.

A huge figure appeared outside the door of the hall and bowed and saluted: "Lv Yeshu, the leader of the capital, met Lord Wu Peng."

"Say it, what's the matter?" Wu Peng said lightly.

Lv Yeshu is a famous master of the Gaoyang tribe, but he can't be summoned. He only dares to stand outside the door of the temple and said respectfully, "Young King Xiong Bizi is back."

"Oh?" Wu Peng suddenly laughed, "Can he bring the blood of gold?"

"Bring it." Lv Yeshu hesitated and said, "However, Shaojun lost the battle. There were only 700 thousand flying tiger warriors left. They were all embarrassed. They said that they were obstructed by the dragon king in the dragon city and fought with the crocodile dragon warrior."

Wu Peng snorted heavily: "Is Mr. Qilong so bold? Well, it's not surprising that the dragon tribe was originally the old part of Jiuli. It is not surprising that the bloodline of the gold line and the person who desperately strives to save the bloodline of gold. Humph, but there are only two or three hundred soldiers in the dragon tribe. Xiong Bizi led a thousand flying tiger soldiers to fight 300 people, but he actually lost 300 people. Does he still have the face to come back?

Lv Yeshu didn't dare to squeak. He even saw sweat on his forehead, so he bowed and stood. Wu Peng said slowly, "Where is Xiong Bizi's people?"

"It's outside the capital, saying that he hopes to see the adults with the blood of gold." Lv Ye said, "If you don't take your instructions, you dare not open the city to let him in without permission."

Wu Peng nodded with satisfaction: "Well, after all, he is a young man, and courtesy is indispensable. Pass him over. I also want to see this golden bloodline who challenges the hero of Yanhuang.

Outside the Qidu Gate, 700 Yu clan soldiers pretending to be flying tiger warriors sat quietly on the flying tiger, and the remaining 200 soldiers and 900 tigers lurked in the dense forest in the distance.

Yu Wuji Brothers, Jin Po Tian, Rong Hu Shi and others also put on the armor of the Flying Tiger Warrior, showing only two eyes outside, and they were not recognized. Xiong Bizi, Cang Shu and Meng Jiang are still in their usual clothes, standing in front of the team. However, Shaoqiu did not ride on the back of the enlightened beast. At the request of Yu Wuji, he and Gan Tang were half lying in a car, as if they had been sealed with elemental force.

"Damn it, why don't you open the city after waiting for so long?" Rong Hushi glanced at Xiong Bizi anxiously, "It seems that you are really boring. When you get to your own house, you have to get someone else's permission to enter the door."

Xiong Bizi was embarrassed and snorted and ignored it. No wonder the tiger warrior mocked that the king of the whole wilderness tribe could not love a priest more than his own son like his father. Xiong Bizi felt incredible himself, not to mention outsiders.

"Hey hey!" Yu Wuji sneered, "Young man, in fact, your father has already been killed by Wu Peng's wife. As soon as you enter the gate with us, you will be the enemy of Wu Peng. Only by standing with us can you save your life!"

"You talk nonsense!" Xiong Bizi's face turned red, "How could my father be killed by Wu Peng? I go to the Temple to see my father every month. He is very good.

Cang Shu snorted, "Did he talk to you? Have you ever been close to him?

Xiong Bizi was dumb and recalled the experience of meeting his father, but he was nearly thirty feet away from his father in the hall, and he couldn't even see his face clearly. Every time he met, he was thrown out by his father without saying a few words. At first thought of this, he couldn't help but contract his liver and gallbladder, and his forehead was sweating like rain.