War Emperor

The night is as cool as water, a remote area on the prairie.

In the night, several black-clothed figures were constantly shuttled, like ghosts, and finally these dark figures came to a cliff. And on the cliff, there was a black figure standing there.

Under the moonlight, that figure was very slender, unable to distinguish between men and women, and his body was wrapped in black robe, revealing a very strange aura.

"See the saint..."

Many people in black knelt down and said in unison.

"How's the news inquiries?" The figure on the cliff did not look back, and a faint voice came out. It can be vaguely seen through the black robe, that the figure is very graceful and the curve is moving, even if the wide robe can't hide it, it can be imagined that it must be a beauty.

"Enlighten Saint, the caravan of the Yan family is a hundred miles away from Heifeng Mountain, and it will be here tomorrow." A man in black said.

"Very well, the Yan family has taken away many "obsidians" of our Wu clan. We must let them all spit out, and let them kill the Yan family caravan without leaving a piece of armor, so that they can remember this **** lesson... "The man in black on the cliff said. The voice was cold.

The obsidian is a kind of stone that is a special product of the witch tribe. It is used to cast witch gods and has a lofty symbolic meaning.

This time, the Yan family went through their Wu clan and wanted to buy the obsidian in large quantities. The Wu clan did not agree, but the Yan family found a black flares mine in the outer area and dug up a large amount of obsidian. And that area is the important place of the Wu clan, the other party doing this is like digging away other people's belongings in front of other people's homes. Naturally, the Wu clan will not stop, so they have to pursue it all the way.

"Saint, in the Yan family caravan, there is Miss "Yan Qingqing" who has reached the level of Yin and Yang, and she is all geniuses in the central area. Are we rashly grasping them?" A man in black pondered. Asked.

"Yan Qingqing, I will deal with him naturally, you just have to kill all the caravans and grab back the obsidian." The black-clothed woman on the cliff said lightly.

"Yes!" The people in black nodded, knowing that this newly promoted saint, who was inherited by the Wizard of God, had reached an incredible level of strength, and it would be no problem to deal with Yan Qingqing if she took action.

"Well, you guys step back and get ready to prepare."

"Yes."

The people in black retreated.

On the cliff, the woman in black finally turned around slowly, revealing a pretty face that could be broken by a bomb.

Under the moonlight, I saw this pretty face with white skin, curving eyebrows, and a beautiful nose. From the back, it’s hard to believe that the sage of the Witch tribe is such a sweet and moving woman. Teenage girl.

If Lin Han sees it, he will be surprised, this girl is really Xiao Lan!

"His Majesty, I don't know how your life is now?" Xiao Lan looked at the moon in the sky and whispered softly. Now she doesn't have any cold appearance in front of the Wu people, just like a little woman missing her lover. , Full of sadness.

She has indeed become a witch saint!

Because her parents were the last high priests in the Witch clan, her blood was pure.

The most important thing is that the "lonely predecessor" in the Flame God Sect was very fond of her, so a group of high-level officials elected her as a saint. Now she has successfully obtained the inheritance of the wizard god, and her strength is strong enough to make everyone shocked. .

But she was not happy at all.

Now because of her inheritance of the Witch God, her clan has once again burned hope, hoping that she can be stronger than Lin Han, one day overthrow the Guli dynasty, and avenge the Witch clan.

But in the dynasty, she committed herself to being a maid, staying with Lin Han all day long, and she fell in love with the prince uncontrollably long ago.

Now after she awakens the witch **** inheritance, she has to deal with that person!

No one will understand this sorrow.

"Xiao Lan, what are you thinking about?" At this moment, an old voice came not far from the cliff, and an old woman walked in the darkness with wrinkles.

"Nothing..." Xiao Lan put away her emotions, her expression returning to indifference again.

After becoming a saint, she shouldered the mission of revitalizing the Witch clan and avenging her hatred. She was only cold to others. That sweet and well-behaved appearance, except when he thought of Lin Han, would never show up.

"You are thinking about the little prince of the dynasty again, right?" The old woman Wu is Xiaolan's grandmother. Watching Xiaolan grow up, she naturally understands her well. Seeing that Xiaolan's eyes are a little red, she immediately understands something. Sternly shouted: "Have you forgotten the mission of the clan? Lin Han is your enemy. You are stronger than him now, and you can only kill him in your heart! Killing him is equivalent to breaking the foundation of the ancient Li Dynasty. do you understand?"

"I understand!" Xiao Lan lowered her head.

"Then you swear to the moon now, saying that if you have a chance to kill Lin Han, if you are soft, call Granny Wu and I will not die!" The old woman Wu said coldly. She was afraid that Xiaolan would feel soft.

"Grandma Witch, how can Xiao Lan use you to swear..." Xiao Lan's pretty face changed.

"Hmph, if you can make up your mind, this oath is nothing. If you can't make up your mind, then I can only apologize for Grandma Witch with death." Old woman Wu said.

Xiao Lan did not speak, but lowered her head, seeming to be in a huge struggle.

"Xiaolan, if you don't swear, Grandma Wu will immediately smash her head to death on the mountain wall. Otherwise, I will teach you this emotional girl, and grandma will have no face to live in this world." Seeing her expression, the old woman Wu Heartbroken, I was about to hit the next mountain wall.

The Witch Clan hope that Xiao Lan carried was too great, she must make Xiao Lan make up his mind.

"Ah, don't want Grandma Witch, Xiao Lan swears." Xiao Lan quickly took hold of Grandma Witch, then red eyes, knelt down, looking at the bright moon in the sky, and said: "Xiao Lan swears in the name of the Witch Sage. If you have the opportunity to kill Lin Han, you must never be soft...otherwise...otherwise, Grandma Wu will die..."

After Xiaolan said these words, she softened suddenly as if she had collapsed.

As a cultivator, in the spirit of communication between the world and the earth, under normal circumstances, no one swears at will, and if you are not careful, you will be condemned by heaven.

Xiao Lan knew that after she had said this vow, she and Lin Han had become enemies. So in her big watery eyes, two lines of tears rolled down...

Seeing Xiaolan's sad look, the old woman sighed, knelt down and gently wiped the tears from Xiaolan's eyes with her sleeves, and said softly, "Silly Nizi, you are now the inheritor of the wizard god, and you will reach the gods later. It’s okay to be in the realm. There is Lin Han in a small area, and there is nothing to leave. When you overthrow the Guli dynasty, you will be the queen of this area. Then there will be no men in the world, don’t be sad."

Xiao Lan didn't speak, but her expression was numb.

After the vow was issued, her life was nothing but revenge and no warmth.

"Xiao Lan, do you remember your sister..." Old woman Wu suddenly laughed softly.

"Sister?" Xiao Lan blinked blankly, and there was a long-lost bloodline warmth in her heart.

She vaguely remembered that Emperor Guli's personal conquest more than ten years ago, her parents took her and her sister all the way to this prairie, and died in the hands of Emperor Guli in order to cover their sisters. At that time, due to the chaos, she and her sister also separated...

At that time my sister was still very young, and she really can't remember it.

"Sister, are you still alive?" Xiao Lan couldn't help asking.

That was her only relative in the world, of course she cared a lot.

"Maybe, this prairie is sparsely populated, there are only a few small human towns, she has the mark of my Wu clan on her body, as long as she is still alive, we will definitely find her one day..." Old Wu said with a smile.

"I hope my sister is still alive and reunited with me soon..." Xiaolan nodded gently, looking at the prairie under the night sky in the distance, with a strange light shining in her big eyes.

Because of the inheritance of the wizard god, she also possessed many incredible methods, and there was a vaguely peculiar feeling. Not only is my sister alive, but...will meet her soon...

This feeling is particularly strong.

And she always feels that something special will happen to the Yan family tomorrow...