After the divorce, the female CEO of Bingshan begged to get back together.

At this time, there was also an anxious atmosphere in Wutuo Village.

In a huge house, a group of people, including the senior officials of Wutuo Village, were sitting together, all looking anxious.

And right in the middle of the hall, a bald man was pacing back and forth in the hall, looking slightly anxious.

"what time is it now?"

Suddenly, the bald man turned around and asked everyone.

"Chief, it's already eleven o'clock."

A senior executive of Wutuo Village said quickly.

"Eleven o'clock."

The bald man returned to his seat, narrowed his eyes and said, "The high priest has been setting off for a few hours. Logically speaking, he should send the signal soon."

"It's probably because the time is not yet ripe."

A group of senior officials looked at each other.

"By the way, what's going on over there in Baishui Village? Have you communicated with them?"

At this time, the bald man thought of something again and asked.

"We have already said hello. As soon as the high priest sends a signal, they will take action immediately. When the time comes, we will take revenge on both sides and we will definitely catch Shuanglong Village by surprise!"

The senior management was sworn to the truth.

"That's good……"

The bald man breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and then said with a stern face: "This time we can only succeed and not fail. After tonight, we will rewrite the history of the entire Miao Territory!"

"Chief, please rest assured. Miaojiang is not convinced by having a little girl in charge. As long as we succeed this time, other villages will definitely rebel. Only the high priest is qualified to lead our Miaojiang to glory!"

Everyone agrees!

The bald man laughed, as if he had seen the scene of them controlling the future of Miao territory.

"Report! Patriarch, there is something strange in the direction of the altar!"

At this moment, a villager from Wutuo Village ran in quickly.

"Did the high priest give the signal?"

The bald man stood up quickly after hearing this, and others also looked at him.

The villager shook his head, but said with an ugly face: "No, the high priest is back, he... seems to be injured!"

"Injuried?"

The bald man's expression suddenly changed, and without saying a word he quickly stood up and walked toward the altar.

At this time, in a certain attic, a huge altar was placed, and in the middle of the altar, an old man whose face could not be seen clearly was covered by a black cloth with mysterious runes. His whole body trembled, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Damn boy, you actually killed my clone! I'm going to cut him into pieces!"

The old man slowly opened his eyes. He looked like an evil ghost, ferocious and bloodthirsty.

At this time, the bald patriarch also rushed over. He stood outside the door, lowered his head and said: "High Priest!"

The high priest slowly raised his head, looked at the visitor and said, "Come in."

After receiving permission, the bald patriarch quickly walked in, looked at the old man in the altar and said: "High Priest, what are you...what happened?"

The high priest looked extremely ugly at this time and said: "I encountered some obstacles. A super powerful boy appeared inexplicably in the Chi family. He actually killed all my medicine men and clones. I myself also suffered heavy losses. If not The Corpse Transformation Gu saved my life, but I guess I will also suffer a loss!"

"What? A super powerful boy? Who?"

The bald patriarch's expression suddenly changed and he asked quickly.

What kind of boy is he not even a match for the high priest?

"I don't know the origin, but he has ruined my plan before, and now he's here again! This kid is deliberately targeting us!"

The high priest said with an extremely ugly expression.

"Aiming at us..."

The bald patriarch's face also darkened, so he asked: "High Priest, what should we do next?"

"The plan has changed. Notify the people from Baishui Village to come to us immediately. The little girl from the Chi family has already come to kill us. Just in time, let's catch a turtle in a jar!"

"Did that little girl from the Chi family bring someone to kill?"

The bald man's expression changed suddenly, and then he nodded: "I understand."

"Wait a moment!"

Just when he was about to turn around and make arrangements, the high priest called him again.

"High Priest, do you have any other instructions?"

The bald patriarch asked quickly.

The high priest's face became uncertain for a moment, and he said: "If I'm not wrong, that kid probably realizes that I'm not dead yet. Just in case, turn it on..."

"Turn that on?"

The bald patriarch's expression changed and he whispered: "High Priest, do you really want to do this? If it is turned on, the consequences..."

"What are the consequences? If that kid really comes to kill you, not even you, even I may not be able to stop him!"

The high priest's gloomy eyes suddenly stared at him.

The bald patriarch trembled and nodded quickly: "I understand, I'll make arrangements right away!"

"Boy, wait, if you kill my clone, I will definitely make you pay the price!"

The high priest looked at the back of the bald patriarch with murderous intent in his eyes!

On the other side, Chi Meng and his group also successfully arrived outside Wutuo Village.

Looking at the quiet environment inside, Chi Meng narrowed his eyes slightly and felt a little uneasy.

"King, I'll call the door!"

The middle-aged clan leader took the first step forward and shouted directly into Wutuo Village.

"People inside, open the door for me! If you don't open the door after three numbers, we will fight in!"

The middle-aged patriarch gathered his energy and shouted confidently.

In Wutuo Village, the villagers who received the instructions heard the voice and opened the gate of the village without any hesitation.

Looking at the door that opened directly, Chi Meng's face froze again. Logically speaking, Wutuo Village was hostile to them now, so they shouldn't open the door so easily. What kind of game were they playing?

"Be careful, I'm afraid it's a scam!"

Chi Meng reminded everyone in a low voice.

The middle-aged clan leader chuckled and said: "King, the high priest is dead, and there is nothing to fear from the rest. This time we have twelve Guang Grandmasters. How many grandmasters do they have in the entire Wutuo Village? Without Da Da Priests, they are nothing!”

"Having said that, you must be on guard against others!"

Chi Meng nodded.

After saying that, she took the lead and walked into it.

The moment a group of them entered the village, the door was closed, and at this time, the bald patriarch also came over with his people.

"Prince, why are you here late at night?"

From a long distance away, the bald patriarch asked with a smile, but his smile was cold.

"How presumptuous! You don't kneel down when you see the king!"

The middle-aged patriarch scolded.

The bald patriarch frowned when he heard this and said: "I remember that the prince has not yet ascended the throne, right? According to the rules, the prince is not allowed to kneel and worship!"

"you!"

The middle-aged patriarch was about to reprimand when he heard this, but was stopped by Chi Meng:

"Don't worry about that."

After saying that, Chi Meng took a step forward, looked at the people in Wutuo Village in front of him and said:

"We Ming people don't talk secretly. I came here in the middle of the night. You should know it well, right?"