The ally leader's stand-in is gone

The menacing dragons died one after another before they started to make trouble. The little girl dodged the falling blood and corpses, accidentally slipped and staggered, and sat down in the blood pile with a dazed face.

The flowers and leaves guarding the entrance of the witch clan were pulled out so easily, why did the summoned green dragon die in an instant? !

But Fang Yan ignored the little girl caught in the difference, and his eyes followed Lin Zhouyue closely.

Chuixiao's lightning flashed faintly, but Lin Zhouyue was sharper than Chuixiao, standing with a sword in his right hand, and the chaotic heavy snow brushed past him, his black hair and clothes were blown by the long wind, and his eyes were very quiet, just like ancient times. The wilderness of existence is constantly changing, but it never changes.

Some inexplicable satisfaction rose in Fang Yan's heart.

There is no need to speak, no need to touch, just looking at it like this makes the irritability disappear, and the whole person calms down.

But he couldn't continue to offend.

The moment before Lin Zhouyue was unhappy, Fang Yan said to the little girl, "Is there any other trick?"

The little girl woke up like a dream, pointed at Fang Yan and said, "You are not the same people as before!"

Lin Zhouyue's heart skipped a beat.

Those people before... Dashenmen.

There were traces of fighting in the teleportation array in the canyon, and it seemed that it was exactly as he thought, and Dashenmen came here first.

Lin Zhouyue: "Where are those people?"

The little girl trembled in fright, and moved back a few inches while wiping the ground.

Lin Zhouyue: "...?"

Wen Shiqi laughed out loud, Lin Zhouyue always had a cold face, just now he killed the gatekeeper Jiaolong, and still spoke so coldly, who wouldn't be afraid?

He coughed twice, and said to the little girl amiably: "How are those people before?"

The little girl still didn't answer.

Lin Zhouyue felt her head hurt.

It's nothing for the three big men to bully a child here.

Although this child can call leaves and flowers and recruit dragons to fight, it is really not very pleasant to hear about them.

Lin Zhouyue: "Go inside, don't delay here." She said and took a step forward, intending to walk around the little girl and walk up to the arch bridge behind her.

He just took the first step, but before the second step started, a scepter with a strange shape flew towards him, inserted straight into the solid jade platform and nailed it in front of him.

Come on... or can't be called "people".

That thing was a bit taller than Lin Zhouyue, wearing a golden-brown armor, with two horns growing on its forehead, and dragging a heavy tail covered with silver scales behind it.

Fang Yan dodged to his side at some point, half a step ahead of him, showing a protective posture, with a hint of danger in his voice: "Longwei."

Lin Zhouyue understood.

When Wulong appeared in the world, people who believed in Wulong spontaneously gathered in Mo Lingyuan and developed into a Wu clan.

The Wu clan supports the Wu dragon, and the Wu dragon feeds back the Wu clan.

Wulong will condense a dragon guard for each member of the Wu clan, and sign a contract with the tribe, the tribe will support the dragon guard, and the dragon guard will protect the tribe.This is one of the forms of Wulong protecting the Wuzu.

The dragon guard is also equivalent to the clone of the Wulong. It is higher than the evil spirits in the Moling City. It has its own independent consciousness and integrates into the Wu clan.

And the so-called Saintess is just a special one among the Wu Clan. Others support the Dragon Guard, and she directly supports Wu Long.

It would be fine if Wulong was just an ordinary dragon. The world is so big, not to mention all walks of life, even flying a hundred miles, every continent has its own customs.

However, once Wu Long matured, he would leave Mo Lingyuan and go out to do evil. Wangchuan Mountain, which is still burning with raging fire, is the best example.

Lin Zhouyue murmured: "Do these people know what they are doing?"

Fang Yan: "Making offerings to Wulong requires carols. This is something that every Wu clan must learn from an early age."

That is to know.

There was a little disgust in Lin Zhouyue's eyes.

Generation after generation of the Wu clan grew up in this environment. Perhaps in their eyes, it is the right thing to support the Wulong. As for the Wulong will kill many people in the future, there will be a way to justify it internally.

For example, they are a race favored by the Dragon God, and they have broken away from human beings, or the concept of who can live forever after being born in the world.

Encountering this kind of thing, it can't be reasonable at all.

Even Shi Jiaojiao, who realized it was wrong to sneak out, was still in awe of Wulong in his bones.

Wen Shiqi followed and whispered: "Then is this thing easy to fight?"

Fang Yan glanced at Long Wei who was patting the soil for the little girl: "It's okay to have one, but it will be annoying if there are more."

After Lin Zhouyue nodded his head, Fang Yan removed the sound-proof barrier, raised his eyebrows, and said to Long Wei, who had shining golden pupils, "Is this how the Wu Clan treats guests?"

Long Wei's voice was mellow, but it didn't contain any emotion, like a low-level mechanism made by some craftsman: "Aren't you in the same group as those people?"

Fang Yan: "Who are those people? What did they do to you?"

Long Wei was silent for a moment: "No matter who you are, get out of the Wu Clan's camp."

Not to mention Fang Yan, even Lin Zhouyue and Wen Shiqi have been in the realm of comprehension for so many years, and no one has dared to say "scroll" to them.

Wen Shiqi put You Hong on his shoulders, and asked loudly: "What if we don't get out?"

Long Wei looked at Wen Shiqi.

The golden light in its eyes became more and more intense, and even the pupils were swallowed, leaving only a dazzling golden light.

"That's the same as before."

"die!"

Lin Zhouyue and Wen Shiqi exchanged glances.

The person from Dashenmen is dead?

But since Dashenmen knew about the existence of the Wu Clan, they would definitely not fight unprepared. How could they be wiped out by such a little girl and Longwei?

His doubts didn't last long, and he saw Long Wei holding the little girl on the ground in his arms, and suddenly raised his head to the sky and screamed.

Immediately afterwards, the entire palace group shook, and countless Wu clansmen and dragon guards emerged from all directions.

Either holding hands with each other, or the Wu tribe riding on the dragon guard's neck, or being hugged in his arms, the whole sky was blocked for a while, and the eyes were full of silver light shining from the scales, and the red gold of the Wu tribe's costumes.

When the army of the Wu Clan set up their formation, a new dragon flew out from the abyss, opened its mouth ferociously on the edge of the jade platform, and stared at Lin Zhouyue and the others.

The battle started before they even said a few words. It seems that the Wu clan doesn't like to communicate with the outside world.

Wen Shiqi picked up You Hong again: "Good guy, there are so many Wu tribes, when will this fight?"

Lin Zhouyue also held up Chui Xiao, he originally advocated talking less when he could do it, it's better to be convinced than to be tempted all over the place.

However, before he could make a move, Fang Yan suddenly pressed his shoulder gently.

That's a blocking motion.

Fang Yan whispered: "You and Wen Shiqi go to find Wen Jiansheng's memory, and leave it to me here."

Wen Shiqi looked at the army of witches all over the sky, and was concerned about Fang Yan for the first time: "Can you do it yourself?"

And there are injuries.

Fang Yan smiled lightly, with pride in his eyes: "It's just a bunch of bastards."

After speaking, he said to Lin Zhouyue: "You must pay attention to safety."

Lin Zhouyue gave a brief "hmm", and picked a direction to rush in with Wen Shiqi.

These Wu clan members and Long Wei's cultivation level are not high, but the number is astonishing. Chui Xiao and You Hong quickly opened a path.

At the end of the road, Lin Zhouyue looked back in a strange way.

Amidst the boundless splash of blood, Fang Yan stood alone on the jade platform, turning a blind eye to the densely packed army of witches with killing intent, and staring in his direction.

Seeing him watching, the corners of his eyes were bent down, showing a gentle and affectionate smile, as if silently comforting.

A masked man with a scepter taller than himself walked across the long bridge, but before Lin Zhouyue could take a closer look, he was stopped by a dragon guard who rushed over.

"Day Moon! This way!" Wen Shiqi dragged him to jump off a cliff.

Accompanied by the whistling wind, the conversation on the jade platform came to his ears inaccurately.

"The well water of the Witch Clan and the Xianmeng does not interfere with the river water. I don't know why the leader Fang came here."

That bloody smile seemed to be an illusion that it was only for him, and there was no trace of it in an instant.

He heard the unquestionable majesty of the Changjie Sword, and Fang Yan's voice was indifferent and distant, as if he was on the high platform of the Yuanqing Hall of the Immortal League.

"Inheriting the legacy of the ancestors and following the way of the world, this king is here to defeat the witch clan."

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Since they had made a multi-handed plan before coming to the Wu Clan, after they separated from Fang Yan, Lin Zhouyue and Wen Shiqiu quickly got rid of the Wu Clan and Long Wei who were chasing after them, and crossed under an arch bridge. However, follow the route given by Shi Jiaojiao to find the place where the memory of the saint is stored.

Without Fang Yan present, Wen Shiqi spoke a lot more freely: "According to the plan, I have to know some secrets about my sister. Do you think I will be beaten when I find her?"

Lin Zhouyue: "Since you are included in Qianfeng Yuanjun's game, you shouldn't be afraid to find out."

Wen Shiqi: "I really want to see what kind of person my sister has been tossing all these years for. If I find it first, I will beat him up."

Lin Zhouyue laughed: "What if you beat people away again?"

Wen Shiqi: "No way, my sister's cultivation base is so high, how can she be an ordinary person? If her cultivation base is low, maybe she won't be able to survive the years long ago..."

In the middle of the conversation, Shi Qi took a breath, obviously not daring to think about the possible result.

Lin Zhouyue's heart also sank.

Although he is not that familiar with Wen Jiansheng, she is Wen Shiqi's sister after all, and he still hopes that Wen Jiansheng can get what he wants.

Lin Zhouyue: "Don't think so much, we're just looking for Qianfeng Yuanjun's memory, and we don't find people just by finding the memory."

Wen Shiqi: "That's right, let's get my sister out of the Wulong Temple in Laoshizi first."

They bypassed the palace complex on the surface, and flew on the small road among the mountains, surrounded by mist and unusually lush plants.

Dandelions growing as high as a person's knees are everywhere, and weeds are as tall as two Wenqiqi, and they somehow coexist on the same land.

The two walked through the flora and into the snow.

After stepping on the snow with the magic weapon and walking quickly for a stick of incense, Wen Shiqi pointed to a courtyard not far away and said in a low voice: "Here we are!"