New White Snake Asking Immortals

The ancient village leans against the mountain and the pavilion has a wide square.

Countless mountain people gathered in the square to surround the sacrificial platform in front of the attic. There was no noise and no words. Men, women and children silently watched the absurd speeches of the degenerates on the platform and watched their last struggle.

The skin is no longer rough and the chubby belly of the Fallen wears gorgeous clothes, and the gold necklace and gold ring decoration show their status.

The masters in the ancient village are no longer willing to approach the fallen. They bow their heads in silence as if they were speechless to face the clansmen, and feel guilty for being tempted. No matter how beautifully they say, they will not join in again, and the traitors are isolated.

The first order of the fallen people after taking control of the ancient village is to make themselves a noble, enjoy the support of ordinary villagers, and become slaves to the nobles like those from Kurobe.

The fallen are still struggling to quibble, and the ridiculous language echoes in the quiet cottage.

In fact, they are afraid that this kind of person will hold the power. Good things will not be good or bad things will be achieved. When disaster strikes, they will not give up their former position and run away. Without any status, even the Heibu would not accept these useless people, unless he took the whole village to join the Heibu, which is even more impossible.

The clouds drifted away and the sun shone...

A young girl squinted to the top of the pavilion, the light was bright and dazzling, as if someone was there!

More and more people looked up, and the speaker had to stop speaking and look back to the roof, and saw the familiar figures again, the saintess and totem saint beasts...

The sunlight that suddenly appeared was finally no longer so dazzling, and I saw a dragon crawling on the roof.

"Holy beast! It's a holy beast!"

The mountain people cheered, as if the holy beast killed the sun to disperse the cold and bring warmth...

Mu Duo stood on the edge of the roof, condescendingly looking at the fallen people on the altar and the masters of the ancient village with no face. No one doubted the authenticity of the saint, because the holy beast stayed with the saint.

Bai Yujun's front paws stood on the roof with his head held high, while his hind paws and tail were wrapped around the pavilion.

Anyway, not to the ground.

Before the high priest arrived, a certain white just came to see the fun and paid homage to the high priest's demeanor. Those people below couldn't make trouble. If he really couldn't bear his position and refused to escape, he still wanted to wash the white.

Fortunately, many formations were drawn at the time of construction of this building, which is extremely strong, so there is no need to worry about crushing it into ruins.

Mu Duo only said one sentence.

"Wait for the High Priest to decide."

The villagers around the altar in the square roared, and there were many people talking, and Mu Duo found a roof and sat down and waited quietly. Bai Yujun shook his head to watch the fun.

Several degenerates in power turned pale, and many experts in the ancient village stayed away for fear of being implicated.

After waiting for a long time, the high priest and his party arrived at Yunyao Ancient Village...

He is an old man with a unique style of walking stick and several accompanying masters. His face is cold and resolute. When he arrives, he will let the old patriarch and the old priest be released, and without listening to any explanation, he will directly order the traitors and degenerates to be punished by the rules of the Jiuli clan. Executed without any hesitation.

"The High Priest spare your life... spare your life..."

"To betray the ancestor gods is to dig up the roots of the tree! Forget the legacy of the ancestors and harm the clan! The rotten and moldy rice cannot be left! Kill!"

Several powerful men stepped forward to restrain the fallen who wanted to escape, and dropped their knives to the ground, grabbed the heads and threw them on the altar to comfort the ancestors.

Many masters were reprimanded by the high priest and bowed their heads in shame. After killing the mastermind, the rest had to stay, and they could not all be executed.

Bai Yujun stayed on the roof to watch the excitement.

In order not to be conspicuous, he simply turned back into a human form and reclined on the roof of the building to watch the clouds. Mu Duo, the priest and the patriarch were busy together to regain power. Bai Yujun felt that this kind of excitement began to be interesting. After a long time, he found it very boring. It is better to sleep in the territory and continue to adjust the luck of the Central Plains.

Lying on the top of the building, the wind is light and the clouds are light, and I can't see the broken things below, very comfortable~

The long-running turmoil in the ancient village has come to an end. Finally, the strength is strong and the vitality is severely damaged again. It seems that most of the time in the future will have to rely on myself.

In vain, I have been busy for so long to help adjust the feng shui for the stockade, tossing around.

I don't want to get involved too much here.

He raised his arms and turned to look at his palms in the sunlight, covering the sunlight and opening his fingers. I was embarrassed to leave and I could only stay on the roof to pass the time.

In fact, the pure sky sunlight shines in the mountains and forests with a slightly golden light.

I didn’t pay much attention to it before, but I suddenly remembered some more and more distant memories. I found that the air in that world was dirty, and I couldn’t see the beauty of the sun. The emerald green trees in the distant mountains were inlaid with light yellow gold edges, the pavilions were more beautiful, and the green flowers and trees Set off Jiuli's wild style buildings like a paradise.

It rained too much and basked in the sun in the first two days to remove moisture and restore body temperature to make the brain more intelligent.

"Human, too impetuous, always reluctant to stop and feel the sunshine~"

...

The matter of Yunyao Ancient Village has been solved.

Mu Duo has been very busy recently and has no time to come to Baifu to play. Bai Yujun flew back to Baifu to enjoy a few days of happiness and started to work again. He worked hard to help the rise of the emperor and weakened the princes and kings. Those who dominated the sky, a certain white Just a coolie to help with the tiring work.

Qingling, Iron Ball and a hundred demon soldiers followed Swift to Qingmu Mountain~www.wuxiamtl.com~ to search for snake demons and bring them back to the Snake Valley territory.

The iron ball swayed along with the legs of the ants that had been collected for half a year.

"Does Boss Bai have any requirements, such as his favorite white snake or something?"

"My elder sister said that I don't want king cobras. I don't like them either. In human terms, king cobras are the most hated black sheep in the snake clan."

The black horse is no longer a mount. This is referring to Sang scolding Huai... It refers to the king cobra scolding the horse.

"drive?"

"Uh, don't get me wrong, I'm talking about the black sheep."

"I don't know how many little snakes and demons I can bring back. I want to be the commander-in-chief of all armies, so that I can dig graves openly..." Tie Qiu's eyes were blurred and intoxicated, unable to extricate himself from his dream.

Qingling didn't like graves, and he couldn't eat carrion.

"Strange... my sister has always refused to teach us how to cultivate dragons. Why is this?"

Qingling didn't understand, and after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't understand why. If he could transform into a dragon, wouldn't it be more powerful, at least he could be invincible with the realm, and the strength of Snake Valley could make all those with bad intentions fear.

Iron Ball shook his head, he knew why Bai Yujun didn't spread the method of transforming a dragon into a dragon. Unless the world favors him, whoever cultivates will die. It is better to take the snake demon route to be stable and safe, otherwise those sects have not done experiments. Well, I don't know how many snakes and demons have been raised secretly to try to transform into dragons, but none of them have succeeded. This is the question they most want to understand.

Maybe Western religions understand, but understanding is one thing and doing it is another.

"The dragon-turning person is one of hundreds of millions of living beings. Boss Bai said that if she was allowed to turn back time, she would rather be a little snake demon. This is not only a road of thorns, but also a road of life and death..."

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