Chapter 111 Three Thousand Witches
The first update...
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Indian A San stood behind Ye Jun, scared to death. His whole body was behind Ye Jun. He held Ye Jun's back collar with both hands, which made Ye Jun breathless. The most important thing was that the thing under the guy touched Ye Jun's buttocks. Ye Jun couldn't help sweating and really wanted to kick him down.
"Brother Lu, can you relax! Look how relaxed the baby girl is. You are still a man!" Ye Jun roared loudly angrily, and there was a wind in his ear, and he had to roar. Not far away, Wu Wa and Yan Yuner shared a sword. Long Linger and Mo Min followed, followed by Mo Min's ten attendants.
Wu Wa stood firmly behind Yan Yuner and went down and around with great interest. Lu Fengyu awkwardly let go of his hand holding Ye Jun's back collar, and his body also slightly left Ye Jun's back. Ye Jun was secretly relieved, and there was a layer of chicken skin on his body.
The group flew for almost a day to come to Wufeng. In order to show their respect for the Wushan School, everyone took the magic weapon and walked up the mountain at the foot of the mountain.
"Wh! Is this?
I saw two bodies falling from a bamboo shed watchtower built on the side of the mountain. A short bamboo arrow was inserted in the throat. The blood flowed out was black and had formed a blood scab. Obviously, it had been dead for a long time. Wu Wa and Lu Fengyu's faces changed greatly. They rushed up the mountain road with their spiritual power. Ye Jun and others hurriedly followed them. They saw several bodies upside down on the mountain road at a distance, and the ground was covered with blood. Obviously, they experienced a bloody fight at this time.
More than a dozen people rushed to the top of the mountain in one breath, and saw a simple and dark castle in front of them. On the tower square stood a huge human snake-tailed sculpture, which was full of corpses. Some people cut the magic weapon into each other's body at the same time, and some hugged each other and were still biting each other desperately. However, the two groups of people have fought here. Look at the gate that has become dilapidated.
Wu Wa and Lin Fengyu looked gloomy and rushed into the castle first. They saw that the corpses in the castle were everywhere, blood was flowing into a river, some were opened by one claw, and some were smashed into their brains. Even Ye Jun had an impulse to vomit when he saw it, not to mention the delicate beauties such as Long Linger. Everyone pinches their noses, but it's not easy to act too much.
Wu Wa and Lu Fengyu's eyes turned red. Many of these people are brothers they know. They are usually good friends. A few days ago, everyone talked and laughed together, but now they have become a cold corpse.
As soon as everyone came to the outside of a hall in the center of the city, they suddenly rushed to a group of people from the hall. Everyone was like a red-eyed beast, murderous. The leader was a thin middle-aged uncle, holding a sharp knife in his hand, and the clothes on his chest opened a cut, and the blood dyed the clothes red.
"Uncle Asang!" Wu Wa and Lu Fengyu greeted him in a hurry. Uncle Asang paused, and the team stopped. Everyone carried the magic weapon. The magic weapon shone slightly and stared at Ye Jun and others warily. There were more than 30 people in this group, and their cultivation was in the middle of the transformation. They should be a good disciple of the Wushan School. Uncle Asang was even in the early stage of the transformation.
"Wu Wa, A San! You are back!" Uncle Asang saw that it was a witch and strode over. Those disciples still stared at Ye Jun with vigilance, and at the same time showed an amazing look. After all, Long Ling, Yan Yuner and Mo Min are all beautiful women who are difficult to choose, and more than a dozen followers around Mo Min are also beautiful women.
"What happened? How could this happen? Where is the witch?" Lu Fengyu's eyes can be red. Uncle Asang gritted his teeth and said, "Last night, the black witch faction attacked us with ten people in black robes. With the help of traitors, they attacked the mountain unconsciously, and many disciples were killed! There are only these people left!" There was a look of grief and indignation in his eyes, and a tragic and strong desire to kill rose from the thirty disciples. Ye Jun was secretly awe-inspiring. Sure enough, the soldiers would win. With this fierce and fearless momentum, everyone's combat effectiveness was at least two levels advanced.
"Where is the witch?" The witch said anxiously. Uncle Asang glanced at Ye Jun and others. Obviously, he had some scruples. Ye Jun hurried forward and said, "I'm Ye Jun, a disciple of the Yanhun Hall. This is the Long Linger girl of the Long family, and this is the young master Mo Min of the Lingwu Island, and this is Yan Yuner, the daughter of the owner of the Yan Hall. We are specially visiting the witch master!"
Uncle Asang's face changed. These are all people from a big family. Today, they all came to visit a third-rate sect! Uncle Asang's face became respectful and hugged his fists and said, "You are all distinguished guests. You should have treated them well. Unfortunately, such a thing happened. It's not convenient for me to see guests now. Please come back!"
Ye Jun's face stiffened and pleaded, "I have an urgent need to ask the Lord of Witch. Can you let me see you at the bottom? I'm very grateful. There will be a reward after the date!"
Uncle Asang frowned and apologized: "I'm really sorry, the doormaster is not suitable to see guests at present. You can come back in a while!"
Ye Jun was disappointed and didn't give up and said, "Really not?"
"No way!" Uncle Asang was a little impatient, and his tone was decisive. Yan Yuner saw that "her man" begged for help in a low voice. The other party was so shameless, and he was also a third-rate sect. As soon as Liu Mei stood up, she immediately wanted to lose her temper. Long Linger, who was close to her, saw the opportunity quickly and reached out and pulled Yan Yuner's back clothes and feet imper imperceptably. Yan Yuner snorted coldly and swallowed what she just wanted to curse. Ye Jun hugged his fist and said, "Then I'll bother you next time. Miss Baby, Brother Lu, let's say goodbye. If you need any help, please feel free to ask."
"Wait... Asang, let them in!" A slightly weak voice came from the hall. Uncle Asang's face changed slightly, and he bowed his head to the hall and said, "Yes! Lord Witch!" With a wave of his hand, more than 30 people behind him dispersed and made way. Wu Wa rushed in first, and Ye Jun and others followed him in.
The large hall is empty, with a statue of a snake tail carved in the middle wall, and a small white jade couch below which is a handsome young man sitting cross-legged, pale and distracted. Uncle Asang took three disciples and walked forward to protect the young man.
The young man frowned and said, "Asan, don't be so nervous. Let the baby come forward." His voice was old and weak. Ye Jun was shocked. The man's face was so young, but his voice was so old, like 70 or 80 years old. Is he a witch? Then Uncle Asang quickly moved away a few steps, and Wu Wa and Lu Fengyu hurried forward and bowed: "See you, Lord Witch!"
This person is indeed Wu Sanqian. He is so young that he looks only about 30 years old. Wu Sanqian waved his hand and said with a smile, "Get up! How's it going?"
The two Wuwa told what happened to the Long family. Wu Sanqian nodded slightly and glanced at Ye Jun and others. His eyes fell on Rongrong, and his face changed slightly. He sighed, "Are you trying to beg me to help the little girl perform soul recovery?"
Ye Jun was happy and said hurriedly, "I don't know if the door owner can agree? I would like to give you a longevity elixir that can extend your life for five years!" This longevity elixir was handed over to Ye Jun by dragon anger. It can be seen that he has agreed with this future son-in-law and is willing to take out such a precious thing.
Wu Sanqian smiled bitterly, "Is this girl the dementor of the soul mother-in-law?" Ye Jun's heart was stunned. What should come? He gritted his teeth, took out the soul-in-law's dementor bell, and said a little nervously, "Exactly, this is the magic weapon used by the soul-in-law!"
Wu Sanqian's face changed slightly and whispered, "Did you kill her?" Ye Jun nodded bravely. This dementor mother-in-law will not be the old man there, but the dementor mother-in-law is old and ugly. This old handsome man is the same as her.
Wu Sanqian said softly, and surprisingly, he was not angry. He sighed softly, silently, and looked up and said, "I can help that little girl recover her soul, but you have to do something for me!"
Ye Jun was overjoyed and shouted, "As long as you can do it, as long as you can help Rongrong recover, a hundred pieces are fine!" Wu Sanqian said softly, "You just need to do one thing. When you come forward, I can only tell you alone!"