Hong Huang: Qing Lian Taoist

"Zhu Rong, where are you going?"

In the Pangu Temple, the loud voice of Dijiang was heard, and as Dijiang's voice ended, a burst of laughter was heard.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

Suddenly a cough was heard, Xing Tian turned his head and saw Qinglian standing in front of Pangu Temple.

"Xingtian, don't pull me, or I'll beat you up. Gonggong, you hit him, what a coward!"

Di Jiang, who was watching the excitement, suddenly felt someone pulling his arm. He knew without thinking that it must have been done by Xing Tian, ​​who was closest to him. He said without turning his head, and after that he did not forget to yell at Gong Gong.

"Xing Tian, ​​are you tired of living? How dare you hit me?"

Dijiang only felt a huge force hitting him directly on the head. This force made Dijiang see stars and a powerful aura came from Dijiang.

"Uncle, when did you come?"

Di Jiang, who was about to get angry, suddenly saw Qinglian's figure appear in front of him. At this moment, Qinglian's raised right hand had not been put down yet. After seeing Qinglian, Di Jiang instantly wilted like an eggplant hit by frost.

"Dijiang boy, whose father are you?"

Qinglian looked at Dijiang's appearance and decided to tease him and let this kid talk without restraint.

"uncle...."

After hearing Qinglian's words, Dijiang wanted to explain something, but for a moment, he didn't know how to explain it.

"Uncle, when did you come? My monkey stealing peaches trick was really impressive!"

Zhurong and Gonggong also discovered Qinglian at this moment. After seeing Qinglian, the two of them stopped. Zhurong couldn't help but show off to Qinglian. After hearing Zhurong's voice, Gonggong's face couldn't help but darken. If Qinglian hadn't been present, the two of them would probably have fought again.

"Zhu Rong, someone wants to be my uncle, what should I do?"

Qinglian looked at Zhurong who was showing off and said slowly.

"Who dares to take advantage of my uncle? I will skin him alive!"

After hearing Qinglian's words, Zhu Rong spoke loudly, completely unaware of Xing Tian who was waving at him.

"It's over! It's over!"

Seeing Zhu Rong's performance, Xing Tian and the other great witch ancestors knew that it was all over. Originally, only Di Jiang was unlucky, but now, Zhu Rong might have no good days in the future.

"Dijiang, did you hear that?"

After hearing Qinglian's voice, Zhu Rong saw Dijiang's angry look before he understood what it meant.

"Brother, someone is taking advantage of your uncle. Do you know who that guy is?"

Zhu Rong looked at the angry Di Jiang and thought that Di Jiang was also angry about this matter, so he couldn't help but ask Di Jiang.

"Go ahead, just hold your breath!"

Qinglian looked at Dijiang and Zhurong and spoke softly. No one knew who she was talking to. Anyway, after she finished speaking, Qinglian disappeared among the ancestor witches.

"Hey, stop hitting me! Stop hitting me!"

As Qinglian's voice ended, Zhurong's scream was heard, and Dijiang's huge fist hit Zhurong hard, and Zhurong did not dare to fight back.

"What are you waiting for? And don't let Dijiang go either!"

Qinglian looked at Zuwu, Xingtian and others who did not take any action, and spoke softly.

The people who received Qinglian's order had no more worries at this moment and went towards Dijiang and Zhurong. What Qinglian did not expect was that most of them actually wanted to go towards Dijiang.

Di Jiang looked at the people coming towards him and involuntarily stepped back.

"I am your big brother, don't come over here, ah! Don't hit my face!"

Di Jiang looked at the people who were getting closer and closer to him, and couldn't help but shouting loudly. At this moment, everyone would not care so much. It was obvious that Di Jiang had often bullied the weak. Even the Xuanming Ancestral Witch joined the array to beat Di Jiang.

On the contrary, our great enemy Zhu Rong didn't know what had happened yet, and was still thinking: "Why are they all going to beat up my brother out of the blue?"

"Forget it, I can't care about that anymore. If I don't fight now, I won't have another chance!"

Although Zhu Rong didn't know what was going on, it did not prevent him from making a decision. Zhu Rong resolutely joined the array to beat Di Jiang.

"Uncle, I was wrong. I won't do it again!"

Dijiang's screams continued to be heard. Without Qinglian's order, everyone would naturally not stop, which made Dijiang suffer.

Dijiang knew that he had said the wrong thing, but he didn't dare to fight back. He could only keep dodging everyone's attacks, but he still couldn't avoid all the attacks, especially the Xuanming Ancestral Witch, who kept hitting Dijiang in the face. At this moment, Dijiang's head was covered with countless big bumps, and he looked extremely festive.

"Okay! Come back!"

Qinglian saw that it was almost time, so she stopped everyone. After hearing Qinglian's voice, everyone stopped what they were doing and saluted Qinglian together.

"Greetings, Uncle, Father God!"

Everyone who put their hands down knelt down before Qinglian. This is how the Wu Clan is; once they recognize you, no matter what happens, that will change your status in everyone's hearts.

"Get up! I've said it so many times, there aren't so many rules here!"

Qinglian looked at the people kneeling in front of him and emphasized again.

"Xing Tian, ​​you are such a disloyal boy. Why didn't you remind me that my uncle was coming?"

Di Jiang complained quietly to Xing Tian beside him.

"Brother Dijiang, why didn't I remind you? Didn't you see that I kept pulling you, but you just ignored my reminder!"

Xing Tian said to Di Jiang with grievance.

When Di Jiang heard Xing Tian's voice, he couldn't help but remember that it seemed to be true as Xing Tian said. He scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Zhu Rong, it's all this kid's fault. If he hadn't insisted on fighting Gong Gong, how could I not have detected my uncle's aura!"

Hearing what Di Jiang said, Xing Tian couldn't help but worry for Zhu Rong.

"Zhu Rong, I didn't trick you. If you want to blame someone, blame Di Jiang!"

When Qinglian heard Dijiang's voice, he realized how clear Dijiang's logic was, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for Zhurong.

At this moment, Zhurong was still foolishly whispering something to Gonggong, completely unaware that his good days were about to end.

"Xuanming, how is Houtu?"

Seeing that everyone had almost calmed down, Qinglian asked Xuanming about Houtu's situation.

"Uncle, my little sister is still in a coma, but she emits a strange smell from time to time!"

Hearing Qinglian asking about Houtu's situation, everyone fell silent. As the youngest among them, Houtu was usually very loved by everyone. However, since the last time, Houtu fell into a coma and showed no signs of waking up until now.

"Still unconscious?"

After hearing about Hou Tu's situation, Qinglian obviously did not expect it. According to Qinglian's calculations, Hou Tu should not have been unconscious for such a long time. After saying that, Qinglian walked towards the depths of Pangu Temple.