"Grandpa, what's weird? The two-member spiritual sense is extraordinary. You can see the disguise of most races in the world. If it can get close to that person, the person next to that person will definitely not be from a foreign race."

Xiaoqing, who knows Erhe's talent, is a little puzzled.

"Look at the blue and purple flowers near the temples of the tribe, are they familiar in shape?"

"The blue-purple flower? Is it... it is the Jile Demon who can make the king-level beasts estrus." As a witch doctor in the clan, Xiaoqing carefully identified it and remembered what the blue-purple flower was.

This is a strange flower that can affect the emotions of king-level beasts. If there is no special bloodline to protect the drug, even the kings of all races will have to retreat three points when they are in full bloom!

"The Virgin Demon will be filthy when it blooms. Its medicinal power and fragrance will only be spread within a radius of one foot to avoid attracting powerful beasts to be uprooted.

You go find a stick, and use the rattan rope you carry to make a stick, stand ten feet away and hook the foot of the tribe member to hook him out of the envelope of the Jile of the Pure Land."

The mature and steadfast did not have to use his rusty mind, so he taught Xiaoqing a perfect rescue plan.

Following the guidance of grandpa, Xiaoqing dragged Wang Yu out of the envelope of Jile Yaoji without much effort.

It’s just that Wang Yu was dragged in a bit indecent manner.

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Wang Yu, who knew that the two people who were muttering and discussing were not hostile, let Xiaoqing take advantage of his indecent actions.

If he could, he wouldn't want to be surrounded by a strange flower that could affect his emotions at all times.

After pulling Wang Yu out of the cover of the Jile Demon, the old and the young looked at Wang Yu's tall figure and felt sad.

Such a tall and upright man, the two old and weak, can't carry them away!

After thinking about it, the old and the young looked at the second round that was braked with their face because they failed to chase the butterfly.

Although this guy looks small, he is really just looking at it.

As the descendant of Tiangou, if these two guys stimulate bloodline power, they can become the size of a calf.

Erhe, whose mouth was covered with mud and grass, stared at the dog's eyes, "What are you looking at?", and responded to the old and the weak.

Unfortunately, the saying that a good dog does not fight with people is not in vain. Dogs are real dogs, but it is not certain that a human or a human being is still not human.

Therefore, under the gaze of the old and the weak, Erhe acted as a pack dog with a grievance on his face.

When he was caught on this second-hand man who had bullied him twice, Wang Yu had thought about whether to let go of his control and let his body, which was of no importance, swelling the stuff under him.

If it hadn't been for leaving the scope of the Jiji Virgin, his Taoist heart would be more rational and calm.

I am afraid that the two-way carriage that is carrying Wang Yu running around and chasing butterflies will never see the sun tomorrow again.

After letting go of the stuff that he had urinated twice from the bottom of his heart, Wang Yu instantly felt that his Taoist heart had improved a lot (illusion).

Dog meat hotpot or something else should be used to watch the effect!

As long as this guy is not fooling himself, Wang Yu still has some stomach.

There was no surprise along the way. Before dark, an old, a weak, a dog and a man successfully entered a tribe made of long bluestones.

"Grandpa, you and Xiaoqing bring back another tribe member!"

"Grandpa, did Erhe make you angry? If so, I will put my Erhua in the dog cage today and let it fuck around the dog cage tonight!"

Heep and hilarious greetings were heard everywhere. As a tribe's witch sacrifice, Grandpa's reputation in the tribe is extraordinary.

"Grandpa, he kept lying on Erhe's body and motionless all the way. He must have been seriously injured. Did he send him to the ancestral temple for a night to undergo the postgraduate entrance examination? Or should he take him home first to settle down?"

Xiaoqing pointed his hand at Wang Yu who was lying on Erhe and asked his grandfather for advice.

Although he is kind by nature, his grandfather, who knows the importance of rules in the clan, looked at Wang Yu and made up his mind to give an explanation.

"Send it to the ancestral temple according to the rules. Although Erhe is gifted and able to distinguish those aliens who have ulterior motives and pretend to be my human race, I can't guarantee that this stock will make mistakes.

In order to avoid trouble, I should send this clan member to the ancestral temple and let the ancestral temple make the final confirmation!

The ancestral temple brings together the will of the heroes who have died on the battlefield for countless years. They can judge from their bloodlines and even from their roots whether this person is a member of our tribe or an alien with ulterior motives."

Xiaoqing, who got the order, didn't think much about it, and immediately drove Erhe to walk towards the ancestral temple located in the center of the tribe.

The little dog was very playful, and after throwing Wang Yu into a room made of black stones, he disappeared.

Looking at Xiaoqing and Erhe who were running crazy, they stood outside the door to guard the ancestral temple and shook their heads with a smile. The carefree childhood was so beautiful!

Looking back at Wang Yu, who was still silent after falling into the ancestral temple, the warrior guarding the ancestral temple quietly moved his big hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

The human ancestral temple cannot be worshipped by humans. If Xiaoqing and Erhe brought the human beings not humans but aliens, they would have been exposed at this moment.

After confirming that Wang Yu in the ancestral temple was a warrior who guarded the ancestral temple with the same clan, he relaxed. People were not steel robots, and no one could keep his nerves tense.

In the center of the small ancestral temple, Wang Yu was trying his best to solve the differences between himself and the Hunyuan Realm, in order to restore his ability to move as soon as possible and not be controlled by others.

But a somewhat erratic shout interrupted the process.

‘Taiyi? How could you be Taiyi?’

‘You have deceived everyone and are worthy of being the master of the demon clan. I lost this game!

But do you think I can't kill you without a backhand? Haha, Cang Zu, come!’

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Listening to the loud shout of the disagreement spread in his ears, Wang Yu became more and more confused.

How could this tribe, whose total population does not even reach five digits, have something to do with Taiyi?

Could it be that it was once wide?

Wang Yu, who has solved some rules and was able to find some spiritual consciousness, was puzzled?

However, even though he was puzzled, Wang Yu did not immediately break the casserole and ask the whole story.

After all, he is not able to move freely and has poor ability to resist risks.

This ancestral temple cannot run away, so it is not too late to find out when he can move freely.

Although the intelligence investigation about the loud shout was temporarily shelved, Wang Yu still thought in his heart.

Who is this person who was shouted as Taiyi?

The demon clan in the prehistoric eternal world, Donghuang Taiyi? Or is the demon clan strongman in this world?

Time flies overnight, the jade rabbit sinks west to the morning sun and is reborn, and a new day is coming.

After Wang Yu's unremitting efforts, Wang Yu, who was lying in the ancestral temple, had liberated part of his hands.
Chapter completed!