Wei Han's figure
Finally walked out of the passage!
He faced everyone's surprised, shocked, and disbelieving gazes with an expressionless face, but deep down he felt irritated and confused, just because the woman of unknown race hatched from the blood-colored dome looked like a koala at the moment. Lie on top of him.
Wei Han tried to communicate with her!
But no matter what method he tried, the woman remained silent. She was as ignorant as a newborn baby, with only the most basic mood swings. She had obviously regarded him as her own relative.
In short, she relied on Wei Han.
This was not a good thing, because he didn't know how to explain to everyone why he could bring out a strange woman from the ancient demon's corpse.
There are all problems with her identity!
Once the bosses of various sects learn that she was hatched from the blood-colored dome, it will definitely cause a bigger wave and bring him endless trouble.
As a Gou Sheng who likes to keep a low profile, Wei Han is naturally not very happy about this.
But just when he was full of tangles, thinking about how to hide the woman's origin, he realized something was wrong. Everyone's eyes were on him, not behind him.
"Isn't that right? With her lying on me like this, everyone will look at her immediately. Why is no one showing any surprise?"
"Could it be that other people can't see her?"
Wei Han had a bold idea in his heart.
As a Yuanying stage monk, his six senses are very keen.
He can generally sense where anyone's eyes fall. Obviously, there are so many people around, and all their eyes are falling on him.
The woman behind him started babbling, but everyone seemed to turn a blind eye.
"Master!" Wei Han walked back to the Zixiao Holy Land camp with doubts. He ignored the complicated looks from the people around him and bowed his hands to Lei Wanjun: "The disciple has returned from slaying demons and has been delayed for some time. Please forgive me. !”
"Okay, okay!"
Lei Wanjun nodded with a complicated expression. He opened his mouth to say something more, but all the words were stuck in his throat and it was difficult to speak.
He wanted to laugh but couldn't, because the trouble caused by Wei Han was so big that all the major holy places were now furious, and even he didn't dare to talk about it.
But Wei Han gave Zixiao Holy Land such a face, and he couldn't even say any words of blame.
So in the end, all the words were stuck in the throat, and some were just deep appreciation.
"Well done." Lei Wanjun patted him on the shoulder and said solemnly: "You are the pride of this sect."
"Senior Brother Wei!"
Lei Feifan and others also respectfully handed over their hands.
Although no one said a word, the enthusiasm and respect in their eyes already showed a lot, and everything seemed to be unspoken.
The monks from all sects also had complicated faces at this moment. In the dead silence of the whole place, only the eyes of the powerful ones in the realm of the gods were particularly terrifying.
Obviously, after learning about Wei Han's terrifying methods!
The big bosses of various sects were so worried at the moment that they wished they could turn against Wei Han on the spot and kill him to avoid future troubles. This guy was hiding too deeply.
Now I can kill sixteen Holy Sons of the late Nascent Soul with one sword. If I break through to the realm of gods, wouldn't I have to suppress the invincible opponents of all sects?
Who wouldn't be frightened by such a serious threat?
Especially the several hostile forces in Zixiao Holy Land will have sleepless nights, right?
But facing everyone's hostile gazes, Wei Han didn't have the slightest fear. Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously!
Because he discovered that everyone seemed to really not be able to see the woman on his back.
She was like a ghost, or a higher-level species, so that ordinary people couldn't see her at all, otherwise they wouldn't have such a posture.
"What kind of race is she? Why can't even the powerful gods see her?"
Wei Han felt a little uneasy in his heart.
He could clearly feel the woman's body and softness, her body temperature and fragrance, and even the roots on her back were like pairs of tentacles, which would gently caress his cheek from time to time.
All these touches were so real that he didn't dare to doubt the woman's existence.
"whee!"
She has a smile on her lips, and when she gets tired of being held, she will fly around and play.
But her eyes refused to leave Wei Han, as if she were afraid that he would run away, and the people around her still turned a blind eye to her.
"call!"
Wei Han shook his head helplessly, his mood was extremely complicated.
This time during the trip to the Ancient Demon Corpse, he made such a high-profile public appearance, which is not a good thing for him. In addition, if he provokes this woman who is not sure whether it is a blessing or a curse, he will be in constant trouble in the future!
"Master, withdraw!" Wei Han said in a deep voice.
Lei Wanjun naturally understood what he meant. Now all the bosses of various sects were full of anger. A melee might break out at the slightest spark, so it was wise to evacuate while they still had sense.
No matter how evil Wei Han is, he is only in the Nascent Soul stage after all!
He still needs a long time to develop, so it's best to keep a low profile for now.
"Fellow Taoists, the matter of sealing the Earth Demon Realm has come to an end. Can this operation be completed?" Lei Wanjun looked around and said with a gentle expression: "If nothing happens, our group from Zixiao Holy Land will withdraw first. Got it!"
After saying that, he made a hidden gesture!
Hundreds of warships in Zixiao Holy Land are all silently preparing for war. Once any sect cannot hold back and wants to overturn the table, a melee is definitely inevitable.
When the monks from various sects saw this tense scene, they also tightened their grip on their magic weapons.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the smart people had already retreated quietly, fearing that they would accidentally endanger Chi Yu.
After all parties were silent for more than a dozen breaths, a middle-aged scribe from the Holy Land of Taichu smiled softly: "If Fellow Daoist Lei wants to leave, who can stop him?"
This sentence is a wake-up call for everyone!
Lei Wanjun is not someone to be trifled with. Regardless of whether Wei Han can be left behind if a full-scale war breaks out, if Zixiao Holy Land really goes crazy, no matter what happens, all the other holy places will suffer a big loss.
And the sects have no excuse to start a war!
Who saw Wei Han killing the saints of various sects? I didn't see it, and no one dared to say that I saw it, so the matter could only be left like this.
Thinking of this, the complex expressions of the various sect bosses finally turned into sighs.
"Everyone, farewell!"
Lei Wanjun cupped his hands without saying anything else, and slowly left with hundreds of warships.
Wei Han stepped back to the deck and took a special look at the middle-aged scribe who had just spoken. The two looked at each other, and the other person responded with a friendly smile.
"This is Chu Zhan's master Xu Feng. He is a strong man in the early stage of the Divine Realm. He is good at planning!" Lei Wanjun reminded him through a voice transmission with his spiritual consciousness without looking back.
Wei Han raised his eyebrows when he heard this, but he still didn't understand what it meant.
(End of chapter)
