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"Patriarch!" The men around him were very excited when they saw this patriarch, as if a god had descended upon him.

The patriarch turned around and glanced at them.

Just this glance almost sent Tang Qiuyi back to his hometown.

It turned out that from behind, the leader of the Wu Clan was just a petite woman, roughly around 165cm tall.

Although she was wearing ethnic minority clothing, her back was still so youthful and beautiful that Tang Qiuyi couldn't help but have some beautiful associations with her appearance just now.

But he didn't expect that as soon as this woman turned around, Tang Qiuyi almost fainted with her face.

It’s different from the face called Aunt Yun just now.

The face of the leader of the Wu Clan is covered with criss-crossing scars, large and small, of varying depths.

In those ravines, a pair of sinister eyes have no eyelids, like two dark brown glass beads embedded in them.

There was no hair on the entire face, and it could even be seen on the scalp wrapped in the black turban.

There were only two dry black holes on her nose, and her mouth was not protected by any lips!

The blood-red gums directly wrapped around the sharp teeth, unlike those of humans.

At this moment, Tang Qiuyi even wanted to get rid of the group of Witch Clan people in front of him and return to the arms of his wife, the young mistress of the Mirror Clan.

"Maybe you can live longer in the Mirror Clan."

However, now is not the time for him to make a choice, and he does not deserve to have this power.

Just secretly, he actually hoped that the people of the Mirror Clan could gain some energy so that they could take him back.

Not for anything else, just because the young master of the Mirror Clan is so good-looking.

"It doesn't matter if your heart is like a snake or scorpion, at least you already have it." Tang Qiuyi suddenly felt relieved.

"Jing Yiluo, after all these years, haven't you still been able to get rid of this habit of fabricating rumors?" Wu Mengli laughed again. The laughter resonated with her chest. It was not so much the laughter of a human being. It was said to be a rusty friction sound caused by some kind of mechanical collision.

"Am I making up rumors?

Don't forget, it was you who was eager for quick success and wanted to secretly steal the dragon, so you were rebuked by your ancestors and moved away from the Mirror Clan's territory.

Why, did you beat me up today? "Jing Yiluo's face was full of pride, and she looked like a winner.

"Yeah, I forgot. You are the kind of person who likes to steal other people's things!" Her eyes were suddenly filled with murderous intent, and she opened the porcelain bottle in her hand without waiting for Wu Mengli's reply.

For a moment, a strong sour smell filled the entire hall.

Tang Qiuyi just frowned slightly when he saw the big men around him suddenly collapsed. He stood in the middle of them, with a face full of surprise.

"You only have so much ability to play dirty tricks!" Wu Mengli didn't panic at all. She just waved her hand gently, and a cloud of beige smoke spurted out from her cuffs. She led the people behind her extremely quickly. The followers passed through the smoke and immediately fought with the people of the Mirror Clan.

For a time, all kinds of poisonous insects and poisonous smoke spread everywhere.

Tang Qiuyi stood there blankly, suddenly realizing that now was the perfect opportunity for him to escape and ascend to heaven.

He carefully stepped over the men, and then moved towards the door.

"Husband!" The young master's voice suddenly came from behind him. His heart tightened and his steps tightened.

But after running less than three meters, he felt his back sink, and a heartbreaking pain suddenly came from the back of his vest.

Before he even had time to scream, he felt his legs weaken.

However, it is just a soft one.

He immediately recovered from the dizziness. He stretched out his hand and felt that there was a multi-legged insect on his back, biting hard on it. He endured the nausea and pain and forced himself to The insect was picked up in the field.

The insect was colorful, and as soon as it landed on the ground, it struggled hard in a sprawling posture.

It was half as thick as an arm, and its countless slender legs were constantly moving, making it dizzying.

Tang Qiuyi's scalp felt numb for a while, and he immediately grabbed a vase next to him and threw it at the insect viciously.

In an instant, a stream of sauce-green juice spurted directly onto his face and mouth.

He only felt a pungent and rancid smell in his throat, and with a "wow" sound, he began to vomit.

However, he only retched a few times this time and only spit out some bile.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his reason told him not to forget the hope of life.

So, without even looking back, he turned around and ran towards the door.

[It was so thrilling, I didn’t even dare to express my anger]

[The beating was messy, and I still can’t see why]

[Can’t you see this?The colors of the clothes are different, but I can’t tell which one is better]

【I don’t even think it’s good! 】

"Mother!" A shrill scream made Tang Qiuyi's dangling feet that had already stepped out of the hall retract inadvertently.

Adhering to the "curiosity killed the cat" weakness in human nature, he turned around in a good way.

The leader of the Mirror Clan, Jing Yiluo, was all blood-red at the moment, looking like a living body that had just been extracted from human skin.

She could no longer see the slightest trace of human appearance, her body was slowly melting, and her complete body turned into a pile of dregs in an instant.

In the bright red meat, there are many large white fleshy insects visible to the naked eye.

The insect was about the size of a palm. It looked soft but could move freely among bones and flesh.

"Let's go!" Jing Yiluo shouted to the young master who was about to approach her.

But soon, a fat insect came out of her mouth, followed by a mouthful of fishy blood.

Wu Mengli walked up to her, looked at her with disdain and said, "Jing Yiluo, don't you understand?"

Jing Yiluo stared at her with her slightly bulging eyes and wanted to speak, but her tongue was almost eaten by worms and was floating faintly outside her body.

Wu Mengli sighed, "Wu Mengli has never been interested in the position of patriarch, nor is she interested in your dragon.

Aren't you the one who personally destroyed the family ties and friendships she cares about?

Decades ago, you ruined her appearance, thinking that man would come to you.

Unfortunately, true love is only related to the soul. "

She stood up slowly and looked at Jing Yiluo's hand raised towards her with disdain, as if she wanted to pinch her neck severely before she died so that she could be buried with her.

"Mother!" The young master immediately knelt down, including the members of the Wu clan.

"Hahahaha!" There was another burst of laughter, and Wu Mengli pinched the young master's neck tightly.

Just like what her mother wanted to do before she died.

"Let, let me go!" The young master struggled weakly, his originally fair face turning red from holding back.