"If you don't speak, accept the punishment of death."

The old man in the temple of witchcraft gave a cold drink and his body was shocked. A breath of terror like flood swept away towards the old man in white coat.

Such as a vast expanse of pressure towards the other side of oppression, just like a high mountain towards the other side of repression.

That power made the void of the witch Temple almost collapse. It can be seen that the old man's horror was absolutely terrifying.

But in the face of such a terrible attack, the old man who intruded into the temple of witchcraft, wearing a white coat, showed a faint smile at the corner of his mouth and waved his palm gently.

All of a sudden, the terrible breath of void disappeared, and everything was calm. The old man of the witch Temple stepped back a few steps, and looked at each other with a look of horror in his eyes.

The old man in the white coat just waved his hand and wiped out the strong breath that could easily kill the powerful people in heaven and earth. It can be seen that his strength is mysterious and terrible.

"You Who are you? "

The old man of the witch temple was staring at the terrible old man in front of him.

"Don't worry. I won't do anything to you. I just want to tell you something."

The old man said with a smile, and then said something.

"How do you know that exists? It's impossible

As soon as the old man's face changed, a look of shock flashed in his eyes again, and he quickly shook his head.

"It's useless for you to keep this thing. It's better to give it to others. In this way, someone inherits the inheritance of the God of witchcraft."

The old man in the white coat said faintly.

"He doesn't have the blood of sorcery. He can't absorb those things, otherwise he will die."

The old man of the witch temple said coldly.

"You don't have to worry about this, and I want to tell you that there is indeed a person with witch blood in the world!"

The old man in the white coat said again.

"What? How is that possible? "

The old man's face changed, his pupils shrank, and his eyes looked shocked.

"Nothing in the world is impossible."

The old man in the white coat said faintly, and then he said something.

"Now I understand. I don't know whether you agree or continue to refuse. If you still refuse, I can only make some excessive moves."

The old man in the white coat looked at each other with a twinkling light.

The witch Temple old man's eyes twinkled and said, "I can promise, but who are you?"

"Who am I? Ha ha... "

The old man in white coat laughed, turned around and left the temple.

After walking out of the temple of witchcraft, the old man in white coat stood on the peak, glanced at the Phoenix Village and said faintly:

"smelly boy, I can only help you so much, the rest is up to you to go by yourself. I hope you don't let me down."

With these words, the figure of the old man disappeared without a trace.

As time goes by, a new day will soon come.

In a hall of Fenghuang village, Lin Fang sits in the first place. Lin Feng stands on one side and looks at leituo sitting on the other side.

Next to leituo is a middle-aged man in purple Miao clothes, with a rough face and a big body. He is leimu, the leader of Leigong village, and leituo's father.

"Brother Lin, believe me, you should know my intention. Before you said that you wanted our two villages to marry and let your daughter marry my son, we in Leigong village agreed with you very much."

"Today, I specially brought leituo to the door. I just want to confirm their wedding day with you, and let all Jiuzhai get together to have a good time. Of course, I will help you become the head of the Miao nationality."

Leimu looks at Lin Fang and says.

"I don't agree. I won't marry him!"

Lin Feng refused on the spot, looking at leituo with disgust in her eyes.

"Xiaofeng, is there anything more suitable for you than me? And if Uncle Lin wants to be the head of the Miao nationality, he can only rely on the help of our Leigong village, otherwise you are not the opponent of the Miao king village at all. "

Leituo said directly, in a confident tone.

"What do you mean, brother Lin?"

Leimu looks at Lin Fang and asks.

"I..."

Ding Ding Ding

Just when Lin Fang wanted to speak, suddenly bursts of loud and harsh bell rings, spread all over the Miao Jiuzhai.

"Why did the call bell ring? What happened? "

The thunder wood Mou son one coagulates, the eyes twinkle surprised look.

"I don't know. Go and have a look!"

Lin Fang said a word, four people walk toward outside, just met Xiao Yifeng."You're not dead yet!"

When leituo saw Xiao Yifeng, a cold look flashed in his eyes.

"What? Do you think I should die? "

Xiao Yifeng looks at Lei Tuo with a smile, and the latter hums heavily.

"Big brother, don't pay attention to that guy!"

Lin Feng looks at Xiao Yifeng and says.

"Well, I don't care about idiots."

Xiao Yifeng nodded.

"You..."

A flash of anger flashed in leituo's eyes, staring at Xiao Yifeng.

"All right, let's get together in the square."

Lin Fang said.

"Xiao Feng, what's the matter with the bell?"

Xiao Yifeng looked at Lin Feng and asked.

"That's the call bell of our Miao people. When the bell rings, all the Miao people have to gather in the square. Generally, the call bell only rings when something big happens to the Miao people."

Lin Feng explained.

Soon they came to a square in the middle of Jiuzhai. At the moment, the Miao people of Jiuzhai are gathering here one after another. There are nearly a thousand people in total, and they are divided into nine directions, representing Jiuzhai.

It seems that Jiuzhai of Miao nationality is a whole, but it exists alone. There are many contradictions between some villages.

At the front of the square, there are nine middle-aged men in Miao costumes. They are the leaders of the nine Miao villages, and they are also the most authoritative of the nine Miao people.

"Brother Lei, what do you think the elder wants to do when he suddenly rings the call bell?"

At this time, a slender Miao man with a deep face and deep eyes came up to Lei Mu and said that it was Miao Cheng, the leader of Miao Wang Village, and also the most important one among the leaders of Jiuzhai village,.

Only because of its strength has entered the holy land, but also because most of the clan leaders of the Miao people are from the Miao Wang Village, making the whole Miao Wang Village in the Miao people's status is high.

"I don't know!"

Leimu said calmly.