The young witch stared at Wei Yuan, with anger burning in her eyes. The strange black sword kept shaking and making a low cry, as if she was vigilant when facing a strong enemy, as well as extreme excitement and desire.
The young witch saw the strange behavior of the Demon Blade, and looked surprised on her face, saying, "See you on the battlefield tomorrow! I will keep your vanguard's remaining troops for one day, waiting for you to rescue."
He integrated into the world, as if he had never appeared before, and even Wei Yuan could not see clearly how he left. This feeling of integration with the world was somewhat similar to Su Xuejing, but it was essentially different.
Su Xuejing reached this level by relying on her own cultivation, while this young witch was purely favored by heaven and earth, so she had such authority.
After the young witch retreated, the killer hidden in the dark also retreated quickly like a tide.
Wei Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief and flew to Tianyu to check his injuries. Tianyu was hit by a giant crossbow, and his lower body disappeared, leaving only his upper body. Black air was filled with black air at the broken mouth, and countless flesh teeth were growing. Every layer of it grew, it was instantly eliminated by black air.
This is a living flesh and blood. Wei Yuan felt unbearable pain when he looked at it. Tian Yu could tolerate it now, he was really a man who was so strong.
But who knew that before Wei Yuan could say a compliment, Tianyu let out a shocking scream. The sound was particularly condensed. He could have shaken a hundred miles, but he forced himself to within one mile, which made the stars in front of Wei Yuan's eyes pop up.
Looking at Tianyu who was wailing in pain, Wei Yuan said helplessly: "Why are you calling me now?"
"The enemy is in front of you, face is important. Even if you die, you can't scream! Now that you are the only one here, it doesn't matter, it hurts me so much! Think about a solution!"
The key to Tianyu's wound is the black gas that has the ability to corrode and eliminate flesh and blood. Wei Yuan took out a wisp of red lotus Bodhi energy and sprinkled it on the wound. Sure enough, the black gas dissipated one by one, with a significant effect.
However, after the black gas dissipated, a layer of extremely light karma fire appeared on the wound and began to burn.
This burn made Tianyu scream through Yuntian!
Fortunately, there was not much karma, and it was soon burned out under the urging of the Bodhi breath of the Red Lotus. Tianyu's suffering finally came to an end, and he collapsed like mud. At this time, although the black gas at the wound had completely disappeared, the growth of blood and blood became extremely slow.
Wei Yuan mentioned the heavenly words and returned to the same path.
Tianyu asked, "Just let that kid go?"
Wei Yuan asked back, "Otherwise, you go?"
Tianyu immediately changed the topic: "I don't know that such a guy appeared in the Leize tribe. Fortunately, I found out early, otherwise when he grows up, there will be a big problem. By the way, can you bear this guy who killed your people?"
"Didn't I have an appointment for him to have a final battle tomorrow at noon?"
"Will he actually agree?"
Wei Yuan said: "You guy is simply ignorant. Although there are not as many sons of luck in the past few hundred years, there are also many. Is there no relevant information in your tribe?"
Tianyu replied: "Our tribe has never had a son of luck."
Wei Yuan was speechless for a moment: "If you don't have a son of luck, don't read the information about the son of luck?"
"We don't have sons of luck, why do we need to read their information?" Tianyu replied with confidence.
This reminded Wei Yuan of the question that when he was teaching in a concentrated manner, a classmate could not answer Feng Chutang's question, and became accustomed to it, and said on the spot, "I was not born when that happened, how could I know."
Of course, Feng Chutang immediately used rattan to let him understand the necessity of those things before his birth.
Considering that the cooperation with the Huangzu tribe will last for a long time in the future, Wei Yuan patiently explained: "Many sons of luck were ordinary people before, and they had experienced various unusual pain and torture.
But they all have one common characteristic, that is, no matter how many hardships they endure, they all firmly believe that there must be great opportunities ahead, and the world is waiting for them to change..."
Tianyu said curiously: "This can also be considered a characteristic? Who didn't do this when he was young? Don't bully the young and the poor, then don't bully the poor in middle age, don't bully the poor in old age..."
Wei Yuan said angrily: "Close your mouth first!"
Tianyu muttered, "Shut up and don't stop me from speaking."
Wei Yuan forced his anger to suppress his heart and continued, "Later, after the luck was added, he basically had constant adventures and did everything very smoothly. Even if he met a strong enemy, there would be a big man passing by and would help him. Then he felt that it would be particularly pleasing to the son of the lucky man, and so on. If this person's luck was stronger, the big man would be replaced by a young man or a young lady of the big man."
Tianyu said to herself strangely: "No, why wasn't it like this when I was a child? When I had the impression that I was beaten by my cousin every day, I would say she was ugly and she beat me up for more than ten years."
"You are not the son of luck."
"Then were you like this when you were a child?" Tianyu asked back.
Wei Yuan said expressionlessly: "I entered Taichu Palace, and all I met were naturally big people. Then the day I cultivated my way down the mountain, the big people gave me an IOU of 20 million."
Tianyu was shocked: "You are really the son of luck!? I just said why can you achieve such achievements instead of me? It turns out that you are just because of your good luck!"
Wei Yuan was furious: "I rely on my own efforts!"
In addition to being furious, he suddenly noticed a corner of the fireworks on earth. More than a dozen people were secretly discussing in the secret room, and they were filled with righteous indignation: "The world has been hard-working for a long time! Today we should do the way for heaven!"
"That is, the Immortal Creation World is a place for nothing, and he does not do his job every day, and he will dominate the immortal plant! Today we should replace it!"
"Let's go! Go and bury the bronze man!"
Everyone looks at me, I look at you, no one can move the bronze man.
So everyone walked to the inner room and quietly burned an incense stick in front of a tablet. The tablet said the words "In the Storm and Rain".
Since then, the Immortal Creation has another crime.
Wei Yuan didn't have time to pay attention to this small group of people who couldn't recognize the reality and insisted on shaking the tree. He continued to teach Tianyu:
"...So after the rise of the son of luck, they like to show their strength in front of everyone. They are unwilling to fight with the small number of onlookers. It was just dark and there were not many people lying around, so this fight was meaningless. I asked him to fight at noon tomorrow, and to fight to the death before thousands of troops. How many people are watching him? He will definitely agree!
In addition, the sons of fortune are all good at being teachers and like to teach others the great principles of life. If you meet them in the future, you must listen carefully to him. It doesn’t matter whether he can understand it or not. Anyway, the son of fortune thinks that there are a group of dull idiots around him. He teaches you just want to talk, not really intending to let you understand anything."
Tianyu was stunned: "Isn't this sick?"
Wei Yuan's nameless fire rose up again, barely suppressed it, and said, "Can you shut up!"
Tianyu raised his hand: "I didn't open my mouth, I was talking with my hands."
Wei Yuan finally understood what a rotten wood cannot be carved. Tianyu is good at everything, but he talks too much, and now he has a hand that can "talk".
At this moment, Wei Yuan no longer beat around the bush and directly expressed his plan, which was to fight head-on tomorrow, defeat Lei Ze's army, and at the same time weaken the opponent's luck.
The Luze tribe, the son of luck, was originally attacked by the three-eyed bird head, and was almost dispersed. As long as the Leize army is defeated tomorrow, this guy will be dispersed on the spot and will easily be killed at that time.
Moreover, his luck is greatly reduced at this moment, and Wei Yuan is not afraid that he will not come to the decisive battle tomorrow.
If he retreats in the face of trouble, he loses his luck and his luck will not collapse on the spot, and he will be exhausted within a few years and become an ordinary person. This is even more uncomfortable for the son of luck than killing them.
This series of exquisite operations in luck cannot be explained clearly from Tianyu, and Wei Yuan was not in the mood to explain it. The premise of everything is that the head of the three-eyed bird severely damaged the other party's luck. But Wei Yuan naturally would never tell Tianyu about this.
Chapter completed!