Chapter 1699： , the ancestor of wood

parliamentary hall.

The Twelve Ancestors looked at Lin Que curiously.

They could sense that Lin Que was a human being, but what they didn't understand was why a human would appear by Chi You's side, and the relationship was not normal.

Lin Que just sat there quietly as if he had nothing to do, without speaking.

Chi You Soul Body sat in the first place, looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witch, and said softly.

"You have worked hard all these years."

Zhu Jiuyin said with a smile: "Everything is for the tribe."

"When Lord Demon God did not return, I was in charge of all things of the Demon Race. Now, Lord Demon God has returned with glory. Please come out and lead the Demon Race to fight in all directions."

As soon as these words came out, the rest of the ancestral witches opened their mouths to agree.

"Please Lord Demon God, lead us to fight in all directions and return to the earth."

Chi You shook his head: "My body hasn't recovered yet, and things about the Demon Race are business as usual. It's not too late to talk about the future when my body is remodeled."

Zhu Jiuyin nodded: "Everything needed by Lord Demon God to reshape his body is already under preparation, and it will be ready in less than three days."

"Um."

Chi You waved his hand: "Except for Jumang, everyone else should step down!"

"Here!"

The great ancestors bowed their hands and exited the parliamentary hall one after another, not forgetting to take a look at Lin Que before leaving.

"Master Demon God." Jumang knelt down on one knee, clenching his right fist on his chest.

Lin Que looked up and looked at the Ancestral Witch of the Wood, surprised.

The skin is as green as green bamboo, the three thousand hairs are scattered around the waist, the figure is graceful, and the vitality lingering around the body is extremely powerful, which is almost equal to the effect of the happiness of life water, no...

To be precise, this vitality far exceeds the happiness water of life.

"It's been hard work for you all these years."

Chi You changed his coldness from before, stood up, and helped Jumang up.

"It's not hard work, it's the incompetence of the subordinates that has caused Lord Demon God to be suppressed in the human race for thousands of years." Jumang said in a deep voice, his face full of self-blame.

Lin Que frowned as he watched this scene, feeling that the relationship between the two was unusual!

"Stinky boy, put away your disgusting thoughts." Chi You glared at him and introduced.

"Introduction, Lin Que, my disciple."

Hearing the words, Jumang bowed respectfully.

"The ancestor witch of the wood, I have seen the young master!"

Lin Que: ? ? ?

Little Lord?

He raised his head, looked at Chi You's expressionless expression, and had an ominous premonition in his heart.

This old fox must have no good intentions, and he doesn't know what he is plotting.

Chi You continued, "I need you to do him a favor."

"It is the responsibility of the subordinates to solve problems for the young master." Jumang said directly, without the slightest imagining and condescension, very simply.

"Boy, release your wife's soul power." Chi You said.

Lin Que hesitated.

Chiyou left the Demon Race for thousands of years and suddenly returned. He couldn't believe that the Twelve Ancestral Witch would still be loyal to him, and he had no other meaning.

"Don't worry, the entire Demon Race, anyone can betray me, she won't." Chi You saw through Lin Que's thoughts and explained.

"Jumang is Sword Demon's sister."

"My sister!"

Chi You added: "A friend of this kid has inherited the inheritance of the Sword Demon and is considered a family."

Gumang heard the words, his eyes were a little red, and he looked out the window stupidly, the broken sword standing under the statue of Chiyou, the capital of slaughter.

"My brother's will be very happy if he sees someone inheriting it."

Sword Demon, the strong man who swept over the previous generation of Demon Race.

Even Di Jiang, the head of the Twelve Ancestral Witch, would be afraid of three points when he saw the sword demon.

It's a pity that all the legends have been fixed on the battlefield of the devil and disappeared forever.

"Let's not talk about the old things, boy, let go of the ghosts' soul body." Chi You sat in the first place, yawned, and said slowly.

"The way I promised you before was to let Jumang take action. If you are worried, then our previous cooperation will be voided, and I will send you back to the human world."

Lin Que hesitated for a while, and finally made up his mind to release Hongye's soul body from the system space.

A white light group inhabited by the broken soul of the red leaves.

"Ghost fairy!"

The moment Jumang saw the soul body, his eyes widened involuntarily, his face was full of disbelief, he couldn't believe his eyes.

Lin Que was ready in his heart. As long as the other party had any strange behavior, he would detonate all the vigorous jackfruit in the system space.

He has no power now, but he has props!

Once all the props are used, even the gods have to cry.

Jumang saw Lin Que's vigilance towards her, shook his head and smiled: "Don't worry, my pursuit of strength is not high. The reason why I cultivate is purely to pursue the footsteps of my brother and Lord Demon God."

"Strength, I'm not the strongest, but I'm not weak either."

"In this world, there are not many people who want to kill me, so my only pursuit now is to explore the truth at the end of all life."

"Ghost Immortal, to be honest, I haven't been healed yet."

After saying that, Lin Que's brows furrowed even deeper.

Isn't the feeling that the ancestor of the wood gave him, the sense of sight of the research madman of the fifth senior sister?

"Are you sure?" Chi You asked.

Jumang looked at the ball of light that carried Hongye's soul body, and said in a deep voice, "If it's just to restore the body, I'm 30% sure, but if it's completely restored..."

"Not at all."

Jumang looked at Lin Que's hopeful eyes and struck mercilessly.

"but…"

Lin Que's darkened eyes suddenly recovered.

"If I can catch Zeus, the head of the twelve gods of Olympus, and use his power to steal the sky for the sun, I have a 100% chance of resurrecting the ghosts."

Lin Que was stunned.

Catch Zeus?

That is the strongest and most mysterious existence in Western mythology.

With his strength, will he die?