"Yu Xiao, are you determined to protect this kid?"
The tall and burly Zhen Cang had the ugliest expression on his face. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Yu Xiao who was sitting cross-legged in front of him.
Hongsong on the side sighed: "If I had known this, why bother in the first place, Yu Xiao, it was so hard for you to hide it from us."
Shen Mo never said a word, but his eyes looked at Yu Xiao, obviously a little gloomy.
Yu Xiao slowly opened his eyes, twisted his neck and let out a sigh.
"Are you teaching me how to do things?"
"When you hid it from me and quietly let Zhen Liuli seize him, did you ever get my consent?"
"What? Now that it's the other way around, you feel unhappy?"
Yu Xiao turned his head slightly and looked at everyone from the corner of his eyes: "If you don't like it, come and have a fight. Don't just talk."
Zhen Cang was immediately furious: "Yu Xiao! Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
Yu Xiao chuckled: "Aren't you afraid? I'm not afraid of you coming."
Zhen Cang was furious and immediately took a step forward.
Hongsong quickly spoke out to dissuade him: "Zhencang, it is war time now, there can be no internal strife!"
Veins popped out on Zhen Cang's thick arms, and the explosive power felt unparalleled oppression.
Shen Mo suddenly said: "This matter must come to an end."
Yu Xiao said: "As I said just now, the twelve spirit race fires and the twelve inheritances, is this enough to end?"
"But this matter has not been settled until now. Who can guarantee that he will definitely be able to accomplish this?" Hongsong frowned.
Just as they were talking, the expressions of the four Demon Ancestors changed slightly.
Yu Xiao turned his head and looked at the windy sand, with a nice curve at the corner of his mouth.
"It seems that the dust has settled."
Zhen Cang and others all frowned.
In their view, this matter may not be impossible. The only thing that is impossible is the human race named Luo Yi. Why would he help them?
They would never believe that Luo Yi was acting from his own heart and had a reason. He was a human monk, so he must have some agenda.
The current spirit race will never trust any human race, anyone!
While thinking, the thirteen figures became increasingly clear in the wind and sand.
After a while, Luo Yi took the lead to walk out of the wind and sand.
Facing the demon ancestors not far away, Luo Yi had no expression of surprise on his face. He had expected this scene.
It's just reasonable and expected.
Luo Yi looked at Yu Xiao, then nodded slightly.
Yu Xiao also smiled and nodded.
Then, behind Luo Yi, twelve figures appeared one by one.
Chen Chen, Hong Lian, Feng Zhao, Yun Jun, Tao Xiang, Feng Shu, Xiao Ji, Wei Jiang, Qi Xiuping, Shi Tianlu, You Zimo, Yun Shiliu.
Twelve people walked out of the wind and sand one after another, but they were all stunned when they saw the four Demon Ancestors not far away in front of them.
The next moment, twelve people were kneeling on the ground at the same time.
"I've met Lord Demon Ancestor!"
Yu Xiao smiled, and the other three demon ancestors felt the long-lost spiritual aura in everyone. Even if they didn't want to believe it or admit it, a touch of joy and emotion flashed in their eyes.
How many years have passed, our Spirit Race...
Finally there is a fire inheritance!
"Get up quickly."
Zhen Cang, who had always been serious, rarely smiled at the moment.
But the strange scene at the moment was that everyone who walked out of the wind and sand was basically kneeling on the ground.
Only Luo Yi was still standing there with a calm expression.
Zhen Cang's eyes moved to Luo Yi, and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared.
He said coldly: "Why don't you kneel?"
Luo Yi looked indifferent: "I don't want to kneel."
Zhen Cang narrowed his eyes: "You are indeed deviant, you are really brave."
Luo Yi twitched the corner of his mouth, "This junior, Lord Demon Ancestor, cannot understand what he said. What kind of teachings do you have? What kind of rebellion do you have?"
"In Lord Demon Ancestor's heart, the juniors and the seniors seem to have never been on the same page."
The twelve people standing behind Luo Yi were all stunned at this moment.
"How dare he talk to Demon Ancestor like this? Is... is he crazy?"
"Zhen Liuli, what are you talking about?" Fengzhao looked shocked. He quickly looked at Demon Ancestor Zhencang: "Demon Ancestor Zhencang, he just experienced a great battle. At this moment, his soul may be unstable and his words are rude. Why don't you ask Demon Ancestor Zhencang?" Sir, please don’t blame me!”
Saying that, Fengzhao quickly knelt down on one knee and quietly tugged on Luo Yi's sleeve, trying to prompt him to kneel down and apologize.
It's a pity that Luo Yi has been indifferent, as if he didn't notice these small actions of Feng Zhao at all.
Most of the others looked at Luo Yi with shock and confusion. They didn't understand why Zhen Liuli, who had protected them all the way to obtain the inheritance and protected them all the way out of the ancestral land, was talking to their ancestor like this at this moment.
There were only Hongsong and Shou, and their expressions changed slightly, as if they had noticed something.
Yu Xiao looked at Luo Yi with a playful expression, as if she had guessed that he would take the initiative to open the window paper.
Zhen Cang snorted coldly, "Do you really think that if you find a backer, you can escape this death?"
Luo Yi smiled lightly and did not refute anything.
Demon Ancestor Hongsong frowned slightly, "Luo Yi, you took the body to suppress Liuli. This matter was concealed for a while, but not forever. Now that the Dongchuang incident has happened, you must give an explanation."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.
"Seize... seize the body?"
The people who had entered the ancestral land of the Spirit Clan with Luo Yi earlier all looked at Luo Yi in astonishment.
"What do you mean? He...he's not Zhen Liuli?"
"Luo Yi? Who is Luo Yi? How could he seize Zhen Liuli?"
"Could it be... that he is a human?"
Everyone was shocked. At this moment, everyone looked at Luo Yi's back in shock, their eyes full of disbelief.
Hong Lian closed her eyes in pain. No wonder, no wonder she always had a vague feeling that Zhen Liuli seemed very different from before.
I see……
The so-called Zhen Liuli turned out to be dead a long time ago.
The old brows frowned slightly, but after a moment, the old brows relaxed and he took a step quietly.
Luo Yi turned to look at him.
Coincidentally, Chen Chen also looked at him at this moment, and their eyes met.
Luo Yi's eyes were calm, and his old eyes were equally indifferent, but this indifference was mixed with a hint of complexity.
Chen Chen walked to Luo Yi's side and silently pressed the hilt of the sword with his right hand.
Luo Yi glanced at him and moved his eyes down to the hand holding his sword.
Chen Chen took a deep breath and said, "As a human being, if you seize the Zhen Liuli, you should be punished by death."
Unexpectedly, Luo Yi didn't refute at all, but just nodded.
The old sword in his hand was slightly unsheathed.
Luo Yi remained indifferent, while Yu Xiao sat aside and stretched.
Everyone in Zhen Cang stared at Luo Yi. As long as Luo Yi dared to make any move now, these demon ancestors would kill Luo Yi without hesitation.
The old hand held the hilt of the sword and slowly pulled it out.
The wooden sword of unknown quality was also unsheathed inch by inch.
Although it is a wooden sword, it still has a cold glow.
A cold light flashed across Luo Yi's eyes, like a fleeting light in the dark night.
The old voice was cold: "This crime must be punished."
The aura of a first-grade heavenly immortal suddenly surged up.
The words rise with the sword, and the sword falls with the words.
One sword, cut through.
