Chapter 233 Xiong Muye

There was a moment of ** in the middle of the corpse warrior, staring at him one after another, and there was a look of worship in his eyes. Shaoqiu was extremely puzzled.

"Have you forgotten?" Yan Hu suddenly whispered in his ear, "They once helped Chi You fight against the Yellow Emperor. Now we are saved." He was extremely excited, "Maybe he can let us go for Chi You's face!"

Shaoqiu suddenly realized and hesitated for a moment. He looked at Wang Ziye and said with a wry smile, "I'm not a descendant of Chiyou. I don't know him at all."

The fox snorted angrily.

"Of course you don't recognize him." Wang Ziye waved his hand and said, "He has been dead for more than four hundred years, and you human beings don't live so long. Well, Chi You has great kindness to our family. He taught us how to smelt bronze, make blades and armor, and also taught us how to bake food, build houses, and get out of the cold cave of thousands of years of life. Although our family fought for him and suffered heavy casualties, we promised to do so, but we have no regrets. Young man, since you are the blood of gold, it is not difficult for you. Tell me, why did so many of you sneak into the door of the element?

"We..." Shaoqiu smiled bitterly, "We were deceived by Wu Peng." After that, he told the story of what happened in the Temple of Zhuanqi Temple.

"What? Did you kill Zichu?

"What? How can that son of a bitch do such a wrong-forth?

There were exclamation at the same time.

The first sentence was naturally said by Wang Ziye, and the last sentence... The two slowly turned their heads, but saw an old man with a bronze mask standing a few feet behind them!

The old man's long beard fluttered, and his gray hair was inserted with a bone hairpin, but he was wearing a human silk robe. However, the robe has long been rotten, hanging on my body one by one, with holes and stains everywhere.

The two of them cried bitterly together. There was a wolf in the front and a tiger in the back. This is over.

The two looked at each other and stood back to back. The fox faced the old man and shouted, "Who are you?"

The old man looked up proudly, snorted and said, "Is that bastard of Zichu dead? Very good, very good!"

"Bullshit!" Wang Ziye, who was opposite, shouted angrily, "If it weren't for you, how could Zichu run away from the rebels?" How can you die in that temple!"

The old man snorted and said, "How can your brother betray you if he is not greedy for the world of flowers in the world? I asked you to escape. How can you not escape? Humph, your whole family is sealed here and has endured hundreds of years of loneliness. Everyone wants to leave, but you are afraid of war, afraid of death, unwilling to leave, and do me bullshit?"

"It's all your demonic words!" Wang Ziye said angrily, "I am more luxurious than the infinite life of the corpse clan. What is thousands of years of loneliness? Instead of surrendering to you, fighting for the wilderness for you, and letting the luxury corpse die, I would rather stay in this sealed world! The tragedy of the human slaughter can't be known by people who have lived for decades in your region. They have helped you fight for 20 years. Most of my 2,000 ethnic groups have been killed and injured, and now there are only three or four hundred people left in this area. If I participate in the killing in the world again, I will compare with the corpse clan and will be wiped out in the wilderness from now on! How can I be your evil and be the eternal sinner of the corpse clan!"

The corpse around him listened silently, with mixed flavors and complex expression.

Shaoqiu looked at the angry Wang Ziye and thought about the extravagant corpse prince in the Gaoyang tribe. The two brothers really have very different personalities. Looking at the colorful fluctuating sky, I only feel that this place is far away from the war on earth, and it is really a paradise.

The old man no longer paid attention to Wang Ziye, looked at Yanhu and Shaoqiu, and said, "You...so, Qidu is experiencing war now?"

Yanhu nodded: "When we entered the seal, the civil war in Qidu had calmed down. Who the hell are you?"

"Who am I..." The old man's face in a bronze mask lowered slightly, as if he looked at his body and sighed, "I am the king of Gaoyang, Xiong Muye!"

"Xiong Muye?" Yanhu and Shaoqiu were stunned and looked at each other.

"Not bad." Xiong Muye laughed miserably, "Ten years ago, I accidentally learned that Wu Peng, the high priest of the Gaoyang tribe, actually had a secret mission and secretly communicated with the extravagant corpse clan in the underground seal to study the secret of elemental double cultivation. Although the successive monarchs of the Gaoyang tribe all know that a group of terrible races are sealed underground in the temple, and we built the capital here in the name of the Yellow Emperor in order to guard the exit of this seal, no one has known that the witch can freely enter and exit the seal. After I learned the secret, an idea surged in my mind. As you also know, since the return of Emperor Zhuan, the once glorious Gaoyang tribe has been declining day by day. First, the Tang tribe rose in Pingyang in the north, Yi Fangxun became the emperor and took charge of the alliance. In the past 20 years, the Yu clan has risen in Puhan, and the Xia tribe has risen in Xiayi. On the contrary, the momentum of the magnificent Gaoyang tribe is declining, and it is no longer the glory of that year. . I... I'm not willing!"