Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 306 I'm so angry
The warm smile seems to hang on the handsome face forever, the black hair is crystal clear and smooth like silk, the cheeks are fair, and the eyes are like stars.

Wu Wu looked at the man in the bright green robe in front of him, but couldn't make a sound.

"Yuwu, you are the son of Zhuanxu, you are a strong man under the gods, what are you afraid of?"

The voice was soft and warm, full of doubts.

I'm afraid that your feet are kicking around. As time goes by, his strength is constantly weakened. Now he only has a fifth-level cultivation base, and he has no power to resist in front of the man in front of him.

The man in the Yanqing robe was holding the scepter, and walked slowly towards the darkness around him. When he was nine feet away from the coffin, he couldn't move forward any more.

An orange-yellow light mask connected side by side like a diamond-shaped honeycomb appeared in all directions. The light mask was like a large upside-down bowl, trapping the two of them in it.

Wu Wu's face was pressed against the mask by the robed man, his cheeks suddenly lit up with green smoke, and the hissing sound continued to resound in the silent space.

"Why don't you know how to resist? When Yao Chonghua sealed you, why didn't you resist? Why didn't you resist when the deity pressed your head?

Don't you know what to resist?

What did Yao Chonghua say?
what?
What did Emperor Yao say?
He said that he would pass the throne to Yao Chonghua, so you all have no objections?
So you were all sealed by Yao Chonghua in the end?

Why did no one stand up and speak for the deity at the beginning?
Why, even the old father of the deity didn't pass on the throne to me?

What kind of benevolence and morality?
How many catties and taels?
What do you say you should be kind and filial to the people?

A joke, this Kyushu is ours!
Naturally, the people are also ours, and they can only be born if the deity allows them to live!
Let them die, they all have to die!

This Kyushu exists to welcome the deity!

why?
why?
Why do you all disobey me? "

Wu Wu's body was firmly pressed against the orange light mask, green smoke was everywhere, he kept howling, and the man in the bright green robe in front of him looked more ferocious and crazy.

"stop!"

A roar sounded.

In the darkness outside the mask, a small figure slowly walked out.

Nearly.

It is a four-legged beast.

It was only the size of a newly born native dog in an ordinary village, and its hair was as white as silver, shining brightly.

The face is like a tiger, but softer, and the pupils are as clear as purple gemstones.

He is a white tiger, and He is like a cat.

Taiyuan, the land of the Wang clan.

Wang Cheng looked at the familiar scattered buildings in front of him, and the gloom in his heart dissipated a lot.

During the trip tonight, he was rather aggrieved, neither brought back Wang Xi nor captured Zhao Wujiang.

At the same time, he didn't understand why Chaos didn't attack, but he didn't dare to scold Chaos, firstly, his injury was healed by Chaos, and secondly, Chaos' cultivation was far superior to his own.

However, fortunately, A Yuan is still in the clan, and he was borrowed to set up a net to deal with Zhao Wujiang. With Zhao Wujiang's temperament, he will definitely come to rescue A Yuan. Wang!

When he returned to the clan's place, there were salutes and compliments, all shouting for the ancestor, and his expression quietly eased a lot.

But for some reason, he always felt that most of his people were hesitant to speak.

Perhaps he wanted to ask the old man why he looked sour when he came back from this trip, but he didn't dare to ask. Wang Cheng shook his head with a smile, and returned to his small courtyard.

He found that the small courtyard was unusually quiet tonight.

Regarding You Jing, he is quite satisfied, and he likes You Jing.

Stepping forward, he pushed open the door of his room.

"Squeak."

The door was pushed open, and there was nothing in the room except tables and chairs.

"boom!"

He hurriedly pulled back the door and closed it again.

Could it be that the way I opened the door was wrong?Or am I temporarily dazzled by the relapse of my injury?
Wang Cheng held his breath and concentrated, and pushed open the door again.

There was a "squeak", and there was still an empty room in front of me.

The night breeze passed through the hall and caressed his old and trembling cheeks. He strode into the room, and kept walking into the east and west rooms. Everything was empty, and all the gold, silver, jade, calligraphy, painting, soldiers, etc. were gone.

"what!"

Wang Cheng let out a roar that resounded throughout the Wang family, and he was almost out of breath.

"Old ancestor? What happened?"

There are clan elders flying over constantly.

Wang Cheng pointed to the empty room and roared angrily:
"What did you say happened?"

The expressions of the clan elders froze, and they remembered the big bag full of Di Renjie and his group.

Back then, they were all focused on the patriarch Wang Yuan, and they didn't pay attention to these things at all.

"Gollum."

There was a sound of swallowing saliva among the crowd who came, and their faces were full of disbelief.

"Old... old ancestor, there are some things that Alin hasn't... haven't reported to you yet"

A clan elder named Wang Lin was pushed out by the crowd, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and answer.

"Say!" Wang Cheng was furious.

Wang Lin cleared his throat, mulled over his words, and said in a trembling voice:
"Old Ancestor, when you are no longer in the clan, there will be...foreign enemies. Not... strong enemies will invade."

Wang Cheng glared at Wang Lin for a moment: "What's going on!"

Wang Lin lowered his head and didn't dare to look directly at his ancestor Wang Cheng. His delicate body trembled a little:
"However, these powerful enemies were repelled by our joint efforts in the end!
The other good news is that we didn't have a single casualty in our tribe. "

Wang Cheng's old face softened a little. Fortunately, there were no casualties among the clansmen.

"But they took advantage of the chaos to intercept some of your things. We protect the weak clansmen, two fists are no match for four hands"

Wang Lin buried his head even lower.

Wang Cheng sat on the chair, clenched his fists tightly with his big hands, took a deep breath to adjust, and his face kept changing.

On the day Zhao Wujiang snatched the marriage, too many clansmen were seriously injured in the clan, and the Wang clan was already weakening. Now he doesn't want to see the Wang clan continue to weaken. The clan puts people first, so he decided not to punish those clansmen who are not good at taking care of them.

"Treasures are all things outside of the body, and they can be accumulated. You are fine, just fine."

Wang Cheng squeezed out an ugly smile, and kept comforting himself in his heart, it's okay, it's okay, fortunately A Yuan is still there, as long as he takes the opportunity to get rid of Zhao Wujiang, the biggest confidant of the Wang family, everything will not be too bad.

"The old ancestor is benevolent and generous!"

Everyone cheered in unison.

Wang Cheng nodded solemnly, sighed, and then waved his hand, indicating that he was tired and everyone should leave.

But the clan elders stayed where they were, with no intention of leaving, and still seemed hesitant to speak.

Wang Cheng frowned:

"Is there anything else? Could it be that there are other treasures missing?"

"No, ancestor. No. There are no other treasures lost." Wang Lin just stood back in the crowd when he was pushed out again. He had a bitter face.

"Then what's the matter?" Wang Cheng looked at the increasingly entangled expressions of the clan elders, shook his head and said:
"I know you didn't take good care of it, but it's not your fault, if you want to blame it, blame those thieves!
You don't have to complain about yourself anymore, just go away. "

"Old Ancestor. No." Wang Lin had an ugly look on his face. It was rare for an Old Ancestor to be so kind, but he couldn't continue to hide it. He took a deep breath and said bravely:
"The patriarch, he, he, he was also taken away"

"What?" Wang Cheng was taken aback, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

Wang Lin fell to his knees with a thump, and quickly said with his head on the ground:
"The patriarch was robbed"

"***,**!"

Wang Cheng cursed angrily and coughed violently. He felt a surge of sweetness in his throat. The next moment, thick blood spurted out from his mouth.

He was so out of breath that his mind was spinning and he fell to the ground.

"Ancestor!"

There were exclamations from all around, and the clansmen flocked to Wang Cheng in a panic.

(End of this chapter)