Qin Hao was so irritated and unnamed, this wasn't forcing himself to change the number of days!

Once you become the saint master of the witch tribe, you can never see the witch tribe being destroyed by the demon tribe.

This is what Qin Hao wonders most.

But once the number of days is changed, the continuation of the flood and famine will be disrupted, and it is very likely that he will suffer a catastrophe.

Finally, it is hard to escape the bad luck of death.

After thinking about it, I was very distressed.

Qin Hao waved his hand and shouted angrily: "All get up first. I promise you that I will be your holy master for the time being."

"Thank you Holy Lord!"

Everyone spoke in unison, as if they had obtained the imperial decree, and stood up in unison.

But no one dared to speak, and the atmosphere was a bit heavy.

"It's all fine, right?"

Qin Hao said casually, and everyone gasped, and they all cheered out of the hall.

"Holy Lord, there was a lot of disrespect before, and I still look at Haihan."

After leaving the Ancestral Witch Hall, Zhu Ronghan followed up with a smile, but he was very serious.

Qin Hao rolled his eyes helplessly, really not used to his tone of voice.

"I still like the way you were before."

"Yes, Holy Lord."

Zhu Rong seemed to be in order, his whole person completely changed, and he put his arms around Qin Hao's shoulders, making them look like two buddies.

"sorry……"

Perhaps the change was too fast, Zhu Rong looked at Qin Hao's face in astonishment.

Thinking Qin Hao was angry, he quickly flinched.

"Don't, that's appropriate just now."

Qin Hao stopped immediately. It would be enough for a big brother to be a buddy for half a year to go back.

It's just that the predecessor is dead, and the possibility of going back is almost zero. It can only dispel the smog in my heart.

"Holy Lord, where are you going?"

Zhu Rong followed and asked a little puzzledly.

"Of course it's going back home!"

Qin Hao glanced at him, ignored his nagging, and ran to Fuxian Cave.

Zhu Rong blinked and ran up to hold Qin Hao.

"Holy Lord, your status is different now, and Dong Mansion is of course also different."

Qin Hao was taken aback, and followed Zhu Rong in the opposite direction.

"This is the holy lord's cave mansion."

Zhu Rong pointed to a blessed place with the three gold characters "Holy Lord's Mansion" engraved on the forehead of the mansion.

They acted swiftly. They just elected the Holy Lord and built the cave mansion so quickly!

If you want to build it when you come, there will be no big surprises.

Qin Hao thought so, but when he walked into the cave, his jaw dropped in shock. Where is the cave!

It's more than the palace, uh, no!

Even more luxurious than the Immortal Palace, is this hollowing out the entire mountain?

There are not only fairy grass vegetation in the cave, but also baths and lotus ponds, and even fish ponds.

Not only that, there is a bucket-sized night pearl floating above the cave, which illuminates the entire cave like daylight.

"Holy Lord, are you back?"

In horror, two glamorous girls came to meet Qin Hao.

Walked to Qin Hao and leaned forward.

The look of this logo, this figure!

No matter which one is more delicate than the red dress, Qin Hao swallowed straight when he watched.

"Old Zhu, didn't you say that the Wu Clan is not more beautiful than the red clothes?"

Zhu Rong, who was next to him, was taken aback when he was asked, and quickly licked his face and smiled.

"Holy Lord, there really is no..."

"Not right now!"

Qin Hao intercepted his words unhappily, obviously just fooling himself, and he said it as if it were true.

And the facts were right in front of him, Qin Hao stared at him to see how he explained.

Zhu Rong smiled "hehe" and said, "These two are for the future... No, they are for you."

Qin Hao didn't believe his nonsense, why didn't he please come out earlier if he prepared for himself!

Zhu Rong continued to explain.

"These two grew up here, and only the Holy Lord has that blessing. Before..."

His explanation was vague, but fortunately, Qin Hao's understanding ability was relatively strong.

"You knew early on that there would be a holy lord in the Wu Clan?"

Zhu Rong shook his head.

"It was a witch who calculated it, so I prepared the Holy Lord's Mansion in advance. I didn't expect it to be the Holy Lord you."

Qin Hao nodded, thinking about coming to a witch, he still has some real skills, unlike the tricks in the TV series.

wrong!

What holy lord!

There is absolutely nothing in the novel and history. Is it because of his own appearance that the witch caught the secret?

In this way, is it possible for oneself to change the continuity and pattern of the prehistoric world?

The more Qin Hao thought about it, the more frightened he became. He had watched many TV shows that traveled through history.

Although pig's feet have various superpowers, they still haven't changed the outcome of history.

However, there is one thing that the prehistoric world does not want history, the authenticity has always been criticized, and various legends have emerged one after another.

With this thought, Qin Hao's eyes lit up, that is, he didn't need to follow the prehistoric novel at all.

Can you do whatever you want?

"Holy Lord, what's wrong with you?"

When Zhu Rong saw Qin Hao wandering into the sky, he asked in a panic.

Qin Hao suddenly slapped Zhu Rong's shoulder with a slap, making him tremble all over, almost falling to his knees in fright.

"Zhu Rong, the two of them..."

Zhu Rong seemed to realize what Qin Hao meant, and shook his head.

"These two are still big girls."

Qin Hao was so relieved now, don't pick up a rags, it would be a shame.

"You go out first!"

Qin Hao was a little addicted and couldn't wait to coax Zhu Rong away.

"Holy Lord, let's take a shower and change clothes first."

The two girls lowered their heads in fear, with shy blushes and thick necks. It must be the first time, and they were as nervous as Qin Hao.

"My name is Ziyi."

"My name is Huang Yi."

The two of them briefly introduced themselves, and their names were concise at that time, because they could call them whatever they wanted to wear.

It's no wonder that they had little knowledge in the ancient times.

It is difficult to pick out any pleasant names, such as Huang Yi, Zi Xuan...

Under their help, Qin Hao was cleaned and cleaned, absolutely dazzling more than the pigs on the shelf to be chopped.

"Which one of you will come first?"

Qin Hao stared at both of them unkindly.

"Yingning!" A cry!

The two girls were shy and shy, you look at me and I look at you, both seem a little scared.

Qin Hao could only order his soldiers and generals. Just as he hit the purple clothes, there was a loud noise from outside the cave, which shook the cave.

Damn it!

The sudden change made Qin Hao very annoyed.

Presumably which two great gods are fighting, otherwise there won't be such a big movement.

The two girls turned pale, and hid on both sides of Qin Hao in a panic.

"Leave those alone."

Qin Hao gave a smirk and directly pushed Zi Yi onto the bed.

"Holy Lord, it's not good!"

Outside the cave, there was a panic shout

Qin Hao could tell that it was the red-clothed voice, burning his body and bathing in the flame, and suddenly went out, as if he was suddenly splashed with a bucket of cold water.

I just took off my pants!

Qin Hao gritted his teeth with hatred, but the key was her, thinking of her first time...

"what's up?"

Qin Hao scolded very uncomfortably, got up and put on his clothes.

"Wait for me, come and go."

There was a trace of frustration on the faces of the two young girls, and they obviously worshipped Qin Hao deeply and voluntarily dedicated themselves.

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