"Elder Wu Jiu, look who I am?" Mu Jingyu tore off the human skin mask on his face in front of the three of them, revealing his true face, and said with a smile.
"You are..." When Elder Wu Jiu saw Mu Jingyu's appearance changing instantly, he was amazed and at the same time looked at him carefully.
Although the voice of the visitor was somewhat familiar, and the appearance seemed familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, he couldn't remember it for a while. In fact, it is not surprising that Elder Wu Jiu did not recognize Mu Jingyu immediately. It was all because he and Mu Jingyu had not met each other a few times. In addition, the light in the cell was dim and he relied on a small oil lamp to illuminate him. It made sense to recognize Mu Jingyu.
"Mu Jingyu?"
"Brother Mu!" Elder Wu Jiu didn't recognize him, but brother and sister Valen and Tingna recognized his identity at a glance. They both rushed forward excitedly, surrounded Mu Jingyu, and talked non-stop.
"Shh~" Mu Jingyu's head hurt from the chattering noise of the two people, and he hurriedly shushed: "Please keep your voice down, I came in secretly. You keep arguing, don't let outsiders hear you."
The brother and sister realized that they were making too much noise, so they quickly shut their mouths and moved a chair together so that Mu Jingyu could sit next to Elder Wu Jiu.
After being reminded by the two brothers and sisters, Elder Wu Jiu finally recognized Mu Jingyu, but he would not yell like Warren and Tingna, and asked calmly: "Mu Shaoxia, how did you find this place? It can be seen that Have you arrived at Yingzi? How...is she doing now? "
Mu Jingyu replied: "Elder Wu Jiu, don't worry. Miss Jin is staying in the prison safely now and is fine."
"That's good, that's good." Elder Wu Jiu was reassured, but at the same time he was a little curious about Mu Jingyu's purpose of coming here tonight, and continued to ask: "I wonder what happened to you when you came here today? If you want to I advise you to give up on rescuing Yingzi and our tribe."
"Brother Mu, are you really here to save us?" Tingna looked at Mu Jingyu with hope: "But what Elder Wu Jiu said is right. Most of the tribesmen outside are controlled by Elder Wuluo. Even if We can escape with your help, but it will be difficult for the remaining clan members to escape."
"Of course I'm here to save you, but not now." Mu Jingyu didn't dare to waste time and told the three of them the plan. Finally, he covered his face with a human skin mask, according to Elder Wu Jiu's appearance. , disguised as him.
"Elder Wu Jiu, do you think I look like you now?"
"Like, there is almost no difference." Elder Wu Jiu smiled and said: "But if you stay here, pretend to be me, and suddenly take action tomorrow to take down Wu Luo, Feng Protector and others, there are risks involved Too big, how can I allow you to take risks? Why not...why not let me stay, and you can lead everyone outside."
Mu Jingyu patted the Jiuyao Xuanguang chain on his wrist, then pointed at the Chi You Demonic Ax at his waist and said: "Elder Wu Jiu, don't you understand the strength of this junior? You are just a Wuluo Hefeng protector, what can you do? If you can't help me, just don't worry."
Wu Jiu wanted to say a few more words, but Wallen on the side said: "Elder, Wallen knows that you don't want Brother Mu to take risks. But your cultivation level is almost the same as Elder Wuluo, and he also has the wind guardian to help him. , how can he be their opponent? And with the help of ancient artifacts, Brother Mu will definitely defeat the two elders of Wuluo. So..."
"Okay, okay, I'm getting old too. There are some things that I should give way to you young people." Elder Wu Jiu seemed to be laughing at himself, but in fact he was unwilling to admit defeat. However, time is not forgiving, and new trends on the riverside have swept away old trends. , each wave got higher than the last, and he couldn't help but refuse to accept it.
Mu Jingyu took out the human skin mask that he had used to help Ba Zheng disguise himself, and carefully disguised Elder Wu Jiu into his own appearance. Finally, he called Dayou to give some instructions, and quickly left here with Elder Wu Jiu.
At the same time, Qin Yunchuan and Ba Shu were not idle. After avoiding the clan members who were patrolling the night, they successively found the wooden house where more than a dozen clan leaders were resting. After taking out the letter written by Jin Yingzi, she recounted her plan for tomorrow.
In fact, when these clan leaders came, they were worried that Wuluo would be detrimental to them. He was reluctant to keep the appointment, but because of the high priest and others behind Wu Luo, he had no choice but to come. Seeing Jin Yingzi's letter now confirmed what I had thought before. They all said they would follow the plan set by a few people and pretended not to know, allowing Wu Luo to poison him smoothly.
After finishing all this, it took almost an hour. Ba Shu hurriedly arranged for everyone to leave the Zhuli tribe in batches and hide in the mountains outside. Just when he returned to the surroundings, he saw Wuluo coming back from a distance. Judging from his confident face, Ba Shu guessed that his trip must be smooth and he invited many tribes to help.
For the rest of the night, almost no one could sleep peacefully. When the sky became slightly brighter, Jin Yingzi was extremely tired and fell into a deep sleep.
I don’t know how long I’ve been here, but several guards’ greetings came from the wooden house below. Jin Yingzi got up from the bed, rubbed her red and swollen eyes, and pushed open the window.
It's bright outside, and people in the Zhuli tribe are coming and going, wondering what they're doing. Jin Yingzi moved her gaze to the high platform in the middle and found that dozens of chairs had been placed there. The place in the middle, which was originally a martial arts arena, had been transformed into a magic altar. It seems that Wuluo is preparing to interrogate himself in public.
With a thud, the secret pavilion in the middle of the room was pushed open from below. Jin Yingzi looked back and saw Wu Luo coming out with a smile. It seemed that the guard in the wooden house below was just greeting him.
"Elder Wu Luo, you are a rare guest." Jin Yingzi's face was frosty. She moved a chair and sat down. She poured a cup of tea by herself, raised her head and drank it in her mouth, without any intention of greeting Wu Luo.
Wu Luo didn't care. Today Jin Yingzi was going to be killed by the sword. How could he, Wu Luo, care about her? He moved another chair, sat across from Jin Yingzi, and said with a smile: "Young patriarch, things in the clan have been busy during this period. I didn't come to see you, so I hope to atone for my sins."
"You are busy catching me so you can punish me." Jin Yingzi rolled her eyes and looked at Wu Luo with a sneer.
Wu Luo shook his head and said: "Hey, the young patriarch has misunderstood. You are the patriarch of my Zhuli tribe of this generation. How can Wu Luo have the courage to commit the crime below and punish you?"
Jin Yingzi said: "If you don't want to hold me accountable, why did you set up an altar in the martial arts arena? Why don't you let me out and keep me under house arrest here?"
Wu Luo said helplessly: "Young Clan Chief, I really don't want to ask you about your crime. But...but you ignored your identity, had an affair with Mu Jingyu, and secretly contacted the other thirteen clan chiefs in an attempt to disobey the high priest's order. Doesn’t this offend the high priest and the holy aunt? As long as you change your mind now and cooperate with me to lure out Mu Jingyu and others, I promise to convince the high priest to give you a chance to change your ways. By then, not only the Zhuli tribe will You should be the leader of the clan, and the position of Saint Aunt Ya from the Jiuli Tribe will be left to you."
Jin Yingzi's face was expressionless, and she was quickly calculating the meaning of Wu Luo's words in her mind. I wonder if he has discovered that Mu Jingyu and others came here in the middle of the night yesterday. Still want to test myself, is it clear that Mu Jingyu has arrived?
After thinking for a moment, Jin Yingzi snorted coldly: "Wuluo, I advise you to give up on this idea. Our Zhuli tribe has long had ancestral precepts not to leave the Netherworld Ghost State again to avoid the risk of annihilation. You ignore the ancestral precepts, Following the high priest and others to confuse the Jiuli tribes and go against the other states, aren't we afraid that after death we will be ashamed of the tribe's ancestors?"
"Hahaha, Young Patriarch, Young Patriarch, please stop oppressing me with your ancestors! The Jiuli Tribe has been trapped in the barren land of Netherworld Ghost State for thousands of years. Today, God has blessed our tribe and resurrected the gods. With the help of such powerful people as the high priest and the holy aunt, are you willing to settle for this!"
"You fart!" Jin Yingzi scolded angrily: "The righteous sects are upright and powerful, and there are countless strong people in the sect. What are the chances of winning if you start a war rashly? Don't wait until the end, and end up with the whole family dead and injured! Say it again, say it again... "The more Jin Yingzi talked, the angrier she became. She couldn't help but reveal that Chi You's spiritual consciousness was in the demon axe, and Chi You's spiritual consciousness was in the demon ax. Fortunately, he stopped in time and did not reveal this important secret.
"What, what do you want to say? Keep talking, if the reasons you give are sufficient, I will consider listening to your opinion." Elder Wuluo said with interest.
"You want to get some useful information out of me? Hum, Wu Luo, you underestimate me, Jin Yingzi." Jin Yingzi sneered in her heart, and at the same time she understood the reason why Wu Luo suddenly came here.
Apparently, as he had expected, he wanted to find out from her whether she had contact with Mu Jingyu, so that he could change his original plan in time. Now that she knew what he was thinking, Jin Yingzi certainly wouldn't let him get his wish.
At the same time, he held on to a glimmer of hope, hoping that he could be moved with emotion and reason, and persuade him to give up following the high priest. After all, when the battle begins, the final casualties will be those of your own clan.
Jin Yingzi's face softened, and she persuaded in a friendly voice: "Uncle Wuluo, you and your father are both sworn brothers. I have been watched by you and uncle Ba Shu since I was a child. I still remember that when I was a child, I loved riding a bicycle the most. On your neck, I wander around the clan. Although the life at that time was difficult, it was enjoyable and desirable. Don’t you miss it when you grow old?"
Jin Yingzi originally thought that mentioning her past events would bring back memories of Wu Luo, but she never imagined that his face was as cold as ice and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.
"My good niece, if you didn't tell me, I would have almost forgotten that you and your father are sworn brothers. But do you know that when the old patriarch was still alive, he had intended to pass the position of patriarch into my hands! Originally, I I thought that Jin Yuan, my sworn brother, could support me. But what happened in the end? He kept saying bad things about me in front of the old clan leader, saying that I had evil intentions and would not settle for mediocrity. Sooner or later, I would lead the Zhuli tribe into the abyss! What did he know? ! What does he know! I only care about the tribe and don’t want them to live here for generations, hoping that one day they will get rich grassland. Am I wrong? Tell me, am I wrong! "
is it wrong? Still not wrong? Jin Yingzi fell into deep confusion. You might say Wu Luo was wrong, but he really was thinking about his people. You may say that he is right, but following the footsteps of the high priest regardless of the ancestral precepts is very likely to cause the Zhuli tribe to be exterminated.
For a moment, Jin Yingzi didn't know how to answer.
"Why, do you also think that I am not wrong?" Wu Luo looked up at the sky, feeling infinite unwillingness in his heart: "I once naively thought that Jin Yuan got the position of clan leader by relying on these despicable means. In the end, he will lead his tribe to live a good life, but things often happen in unexpected ways."
"Eight years ago, the Divine Lord was born in the flesh. The high priest and the Holy Aunt secretly summoned the heads of all clans to discuss the matter of resurrecting the Divine Lord and returning to the Netherworld Ghost State. After Jin Yuan came back, he told Wu Jiu, Ba Shu, and I about the matter. The three of them learned about it. They made it clear that in order to follow the group training, they would not obey the orders of the high priest! I must have disagreed at that time, and I was about to persuade Wu Jiu and Ba Shu to persuade Jin Yuan together."
"But...hehe...but this guy Wu Jiu has been brainwashed by your father's tricks a long time ago. He doesn't agree with anything. But Ba Shu just doesn't want to help and keeps himself out of the matter! Do you think that I will easily Do you want to give up? God is really wise, or maybe my ancestors have spirits in heaven, and finally I found an opportunity one day three years later."
At the end of the sentence, Wu Luo laughed wildly, and Jin Yingzi watched in horror. At the same time, a terrible thought emerged from the bottom of my heart.
