Chapter 227 The grass on the tomb is thousands of feet high

Hell.

The third Pluto - Emperor Song's Mansion.

Dressed in a black Pluto robe, wearing a royal crown, the domineering and glamorous empress looked Han Shou up and down, her tone cold:
"Emperor Han is not in the Great Emperor's Palace in Fengdu to enjoy blessings, what is your order here?"

Han Shou and the empress sat opposite each other, with a warm smile on his face: "Would you dare to say that you are in front of the ancestral witch? 'Shou' is entrusted by the empress Pingxin to deliver the treasures of the witch clan that all the saints paid to the empress."

"Shhhh~"

Han Shou flicked his sleeves, and there were eight white as jade jade bamboo shoots with 36 knots, and a low-grade congenital spiritual treasure that showed its sharpness and righteousness--Xiexie Sword.

"Mother bamboo shoots are rare treasures in the world, and they are also of great benefit to the empress and the ancestors."

"Although the Punishing Evil Sword is a low-grade innate spiritual treasure, Madam Pingxin once said that the Empress is short of a weapon in her hand. If the Evil Punishing Sword is in the hands of the Empress, it will definitely have a miraculous effect!"

The empress is surprisingly the ancestor witch Xuanming.

Xuan Ming nodded silently, raised his hand and took away the eight female bamboo shoots and the evil sword.

Then slowly closed his eyes and said no more.

Han Shou hesitated for a moment, stood up and cupped his hands: "If that's the case, 'Shou' will leave!"

Xuan Ming nodded and remained silent.

A little haze flashed in Han Shou's heart, and he turned to leave the hall. When he stepped out of the main hall of Emperor Song, Xuan Ming's cold voice came from behind:

"If there is a strong enemy coming to Netherworld Palace in the future, I and the four ancestor witches will take action!"

"We are not greedy for the authority of the underworld. Emperor Han just chooses the assistants who assist the five palace kings of Pluto."

"The various divisions of the underworld are also manipulated according to the emperor's will. Even if you don't like the descendants of our family to be in charge of the divisions, you only need to deprive the descendants of their priesthood, and please don't hurt their lives!"

"Most of the descendants of our family don't like to manipulate common affairs. Most of them have been in charge of the various divisions of the underworld until now, and most of them are because of sister Houtu. Otherwise, I am afraid that there are not many who are willing to be the yin gods of the divisions."

Han Shou froze.

Turning around and smiling bitterly: "Your Majesty is worrying too much."

"Ms. Han has been greatly favored by Empress Pingxin many times, and the Wu clan and the human race also have a lot of kindness. How can 'Shou' repay his kindness?"

"Please rest assured, Madam, 'Shou' has no intention of harming the righteous gods of the divisions."

"It's just that the witch clan is really difficult to serve as a god. Therefore, Han Shoufang used the establishment of six main gods to redistribute the power held by the gods of the underworld. However, Han Shou dared to swear to the Heavenly Dao that he had no intention of harming the lives of the witches."

Xuan Ming opened his eyes, and said softly: "This is... the best!"

……

After leaving the majestic Song Emperor's Mansion, Han Shou frowned and his face was uncertain.

The scene of seeing Xuanming Zuwu just now still echoed in his mind.

Thoughts swirled in my mind: "I thought Xuanming was the first to respond to Empress Pingxin's seal, and he should be the one who is the easiest to use for me among the five ancestral witches."

"I didn't expect to meet in private. She had a cold attitude and even hit me deliberately."

"The ancestral witch has an unruly temperament, except for the peace of mind of Houtu back then, the myths of the prehistoric world... are indeed true!"

"After all, my strength is too low. Even though the Pluto of the first five temples in the underworld is an ancestor witch, it is difficult for me to use them."

"This matter... still needs to be discussed in the long run!"

With this in mind, Han Shou thought for a while, and simply mobilized the divine power of the lord of the underworld, and his figure disappeared in the underworld in a flash.

……

Baixi Tribe.

Han Shou stood suspended in the air, surprised by the hunter overlooking the ground.

"Tom tom tom~" The earth trembled, rolling up dust all over the sky.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Quick, stop it, the fox-eyed bull is fleeing west!"

"Moo~" The bull roared loudly.

More than twenty vigorous human races, holding bone spears, ran like flying, striding more than ten meters in one step, chasing and intercepting a giant bull with red and white fur and fox-like eyes from all directions.

"Hoo...boom~"

Under the four hooves of the fox's eyes and bull's hooves, there is a black and gray demon mist, roaring angrily, opening its mouth to spew out a fierce invisible wind to the girl who is blocking the front.

The girl holding a three-foot-long bone spear is heroic, with a proud figure protruding forward and backward, a pretty face that is exquisite and glamorous to the extreme, and long black hair fluttering in the wind.

The girl stared closely at the gigantic bull, which was so huge compared to her, that she didn't panic at all in the face of the howling wind.

"Whoosh~"

"bang bang bang~"

The long bone spear in her hand danced like a flower, and the fierce wind that howled was scattered by the spear.

"Go!"

"Whoosh...poof!"

"Roar... Boom~"

Seeing that the giant bull was about to collide with the girl, she let out a coquettish cry, a faint light flashed on the spear, and the three-foot-long bone spear turned into a white light like lightning and flew out, piercing the fox-eyed bull's chest. Soft, rolled and rubbed against the girl and slid out for several miles.

"prick!"

The girl held her head up, her fair cheeks were full of courage, and a loud roar shook for miles.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa~"

"Pfft~"

Surrounded by twenty young men and women running in all directions, they shot the bone spears in their hands without hesitation, and the bone spears pierced through every vital point of the fox's eyes like a torrent.

"Ow~"

The shrill screams gradually weakened.

In one siege, more than [-] human races unexpectedly forcibly besieged and killed a monster that was not far from Transcending Tribulation and Transforming the Demon.

More than 20 human races cheered and rushed towards the corpse of the fox-eyed bull.

The girl glanced at the clansman, her big eyes gradually turned into a pair of crescent moons with a smile, and a shallow dimple appeared on her cheek that could be broken by bullets.

Subconsciously look around, alert to other possible dangers.

When she caught a glimpse of a figure standing on a small hill hundreds of meters away, she trembled all over, and her eyes widened suddenly, staring at the figure on the hill in disbelief, the figure gradually resembled the one deep in her memory. The figures overlap.

"Yeah!" He covered his mouth with an exclamation.

She let out an exclamation, and immediately alerted more than 20 fellow clansmen who were still celebrating, and quickly looked around.

"Patriarch?"

"dangerous?"

"Are there other monsters nearby?"

"Sister Xuannv?"

……

The girl didn't care about other things, and suddenly rushed to the small hill, her beautiful eyes were full of excitement:
"master!"

"Ah, oh, master, you are finally back!"

Han Shou stood on the hill with his hands behind his back, looking at the girl running towards him with a smile on his lips.

Hundreds of meters, but only a few breaths are crossed.

The young girl's pretty face was like the ever-changing weather. In an instant, she was excited and excited at the beginning, and when she rushed to Han Shou, she became ready to cry and full of grievances.

"Master, it's been 15 years!"

"You finally realized that you still have a Taoist boy left behind!"

"Xuannv thought that when you came to Baixi someday when you thought of me, the grass on Xuannv's tomb would be thousands of feet high!"

Han Shou's face darkened.

Gently flicked the girl's forehead with her fingers: "You girl, I haven't seen you in 15 years, and you still love to talk nonsense like a child. Whose grave grass can grow thousands of feet high?"

"Ah yo!"

"It hurts!"

"Master, Xuannv is a big girl, why do you still like to beat people's brains when you see them?"

Hundreds of meters away, more than 20 young people from the human race were stunned.

Is this...or the decisive patriarch of their Baixi tribe?

The patriarch, who has always kept his word and had a lot of prestige in the tribe, actually... was blown out of his head by someone?

The point is that not only did the patriarch not get angry, but instead he showed the grievance and acting like a little girl?
Who is that person?

(End of this chapter)

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