The Special Forces King In The Mountain Village

Heavenly Corpse Gu!

In Hong Fu's hand is a Heavenly Corpse Gu, although Yang Xiaoqin who lost the tricky Gu doesn't seem to be a big threat, but her body has been strengthened by the tricky Gu!

Even if there is no tricky Gu to possess, just ordinary corpse Gu to take over, the power it possesses is unparalleled!

Because of the deceitful holy dragon's blood, it has been refined in Yang Xiaoqin's body, and the refining time is much longer than that of Caesar. It is only because the child's body is weak that he is not as strong as Caesar. Extremely corrosive black blood as a means of defense.

"Crack, click."

Yang Xiaoqin slowly got up from the ground, there was a sound of bones rubbing against her body, there was no trace of anger on her little face, only coldness and indifference.

Perhaps due to the influence of deceitful Gu, she showed an extremely strong aggressiveness after she got up, and looked at Hong Fu violently.

Hong Fu didn't care, but said in a gentle voice: "Mother-in-law."

Yang Xiaoqin's grandma stepped forward stiffly upon hearing the words, she had been dead for many days, she could no longer speak fluently, but it was a very simple matter to appease the corpse Gu Yang Xiaoqin.

"Roar!"

Yang Xiaoqin roared in a low voice, with a look of struggle in his eyes, and then he was hugged obediently by the other party, with a little calm in his eyes.

Chen Qingyun couldn't help being very surprised: "Is...is she dead? Or is she not dead? Why is she still a little sane?"

Li Li said in a low voice: "Maybe it's because of the deceitful gu. Once the corpse voodoo possesses a person, the person is already dead, but Caesar is not affected by the deceitful gu. .”

Chen Qingyun looked at Caesar's body, and said after a while: "Differences do not conspire with each other, but I have to say, whether it is Long Shitian or Caesar, they are indeed geniuses."

A gold warrior who plans to refine hundreds of gold warriors.

One is to forcibly create a deceitful Gu.

Although these two people were hostile to each other, Chen Qingyun had to sigh with emotion at how powerful they were.

"hiss……"

At this time, all the wizards present gasped in unison.

Hong Fu was able to control that corpse, and thinking about the powerful performance of that corpse just now, how can they play it?

The Mistress of the Witch Cult had a gloomy face, and said coldly: "It's just a corpse voodoo. There are so many of us, everyone, as long as we kill those two people, so what if she can control the corpse voodoo?"

This is true, Hong Fu and the others are just two of them, if they rush forward, it is not certain who will win.

But Hong Fu wasn't prepared?

Hong Fu said flatly, "Master Zang."

The old man Zanghua coughed and stepped forward. His true energy was really crippled, and he was seriously injured. However, this did not affect the aura he displayed that belonged exclusively to the peak warriors.

He stepped forward and said in a low voice: "Where is the Dragon Witch, where is the Tiger Witch?"

The face of the mistress of the witch religion changed, as did Bo Jin and Jiang Tianting's faces, and they suddenly turned to look at their own people.

"Elder Poggin."

"Elder Jiang."

"And the mistress."

"I'm sorry, but we have received a lot of favor from the previous dragon god."

Half of the elites from the Criminal Hall and Law Enforcement Hall came out and looked at the crowd indifferently.

"Where are the tribes?"

Then people from more than a dozen tribes came out and respectfully saluted Hongfu: "I have seen the saint, I have seen the guardian."

Hong Fu said lightly: "Mistress, I am not a little girl who will come back without any preparation."

The mistress of the Witch Cult stared at Hong Fu, and suddenly laughed a few times: "Hahaha! I didn't expect that I would have been kept in the dark by you all this time, thinking that I had you in control, and finally discovered that all of us They were all used by you!"

Hong Fu didn't speak.

The mistress of the Witch Cult suddenly turned her head again, and looked at Ye Qiu: "The big inspector, even you were used by her, and now she has fulfilled everything, how do you feel?"

Ye Qiu said flatly: "I don't feel much, even if I do, I don't have much strength."

The Mistress of the Witch Cult wanted to say something again, but she turned her head and looked at Chen Qingyun, who had become a disabled person, and Caesar, who had become a corpse, with a look of sadness in her eyes.

The mistress of a sect, the Lord of Longshui, has led dozens of tribes for more than ten years.

What she is most proud of is that she won the witch religion in the hands of Long Shitian, the previous dragon god, Chen Qingyun and others, and became the mistress of the witch religion with more than ten thousand people in Miaojiang.

But now everything is in vain, and those plots and calculations of his own are not even as good as a little girl.

This made me feel sad and at the same time feel ashamed.

A cunning Gu is already scary enough, and now the other party has secretly attracted so many people, is there any point in fighting?

"I lost."

The mistress of the witch cult became even older, and her figure became even more stooped.

At this point, there is no point in resisting.

"Let them take the sealing Gu."

Hong Fu said lightly.

The former landlord of the red building, who dominated the sea and the business world, and who did not give in to his men, is back again.

...

The Mistress of the Witch Cult didn't resist, and the others naturally didn't have the thought of resisting either. They obediently accepted the ending of being sealed with aura, and were taken to the cells by teams.

As for how to deal with it, that's a matter for later.

Hong Fu and the old man Zanghua didn't care about those people anymore, but came before Ye Qiu and the others.

Hongfu opened her mouth, her voice soft and soft: "Young Master Ye."

Ye Qiu looked at her calmly: "The owner of the Red Chamber, the daughter of the former Dragon God, Murong Yanran, or can I call you the new Mistress of the Witch Cult?"

Hong Fu had an apology on his face: "Just call me Hong Fu."

Ye Qiu said flatly: "It doesn't matter what you call it, the landlord is planning to kill someone to silence him?"

Hong Fu's eyes were a little stiff, and he sighed immediately, knowing that he had designed Ye Qiu, and the relationship between the two of them could no longer be repaired.

She just shook her head: "How dare Hongfu frame Ye Shao, it's just... Ye Shao, it's fine if you don't forgive me, but I still have to say sorry to you."

The corner of Ye Qiu's mouth twitched: "Why should the host say sorry, intrigues are a normal thing in this world, and those who sincerely treat people as friends... are fools."

Hong Fu's eyes trembled slightly, and he opened his mouth to say something, but the words were all blocked in his throat, and he couldn't utter a single word.

Ye Qiu looked at the old man Zang Hua again: "Old Zang, you are really courageous. You have lost all your true energy. I'm afraid it was your own cruelty, right?"

The old man Zanghua sighed, nodded and said, "Young Master Ye, Miss is also eager to take revenge, and it's also for Miss Miss... I absolutely don't intend to really harm you."

Ye Qiu waved his hand: "I can understand."

Hong Fu's eyes lit up, and he said, "Young Master Ye, I'll have someone arrange a place for you to rest and heal your injuries."

Ye Qiu reluctantly stood up: "No need, this little injury won't kill us, we have a place to rest ourselves."

After the words were finished, Long Ji, Lin Jingyun, Zhang Hongfei, Yehu, the old patriarch and others all got up unsteadily, supported each other and left without even looking at Hong Fu.

Li Li sighed, gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, staggeringly chasing after Ye Qiu, Hong Fu wanted to help her, but Li Li also dodged.

Hong Fu's heart trembled, as if something important had been lost in her heart.