Fortunately, after being in the Demon Sect for so long, Qiu Ying also had some experience in being a saint, thinking that the saint and the witch are actually the same kind of characters. In this case, the competition is about who can pretend to be a god and who has more determination.
However, the next moment, Qiuying broke the effort.
"The Demon God Messenger from Blue Star, welcome to the Rock Tribe."
This sentence alone was enough to make Qiu Ying stunned: "How did you... know?"
A light flashed in Wu's deep eyes, looking at the black sword in Qiu Ying's arms, but it seemed as if through this black sword, it seemed to tear apart time and space, illuminating the eternal.
"The black sword is the demon soldier of the Demon God Messenger. Every Demon God Messenger needs to hold a black sword to enter the Demon God Temple in the Holy Mountain."
When Qiu Ying heard Wu’s words, her first reaction was nonsense and wanted to refute it. However, when she spoke to the tip of her tongue, it seemed as if her tongue was frozen and she could not say a word.
At the same time, a strong panic surged in her heart, as if something terrible was about to happen.
"The black sword is a demon soldier, a ruthless sword, an unknown sword, a bloodthirsty sword. If the messenger of the demon god wants to completely control the black sword, he must enter the Demon God Temple on the Holy Mountain and even the blood sacrifice sword of the closest loved one. Otherwise, he will be backfired by the black sword and become a sword slave of the demon soldier and will never be reborn."
As if she sensed the panic in Qiuying's heart, the witch's voice slowly rang out, breaking her last fantasy.
Qiu Ying's heart trembled, then shook her head hard, comforting herself: "It doesn't matter, even if the demon soldiers want to use the blood sacrifice sword of the closest loved one, if they are not in this small world, the demon soldiers cannot hurt them, at most... at most I and the black sword are burned together!"
An inexplicable look flashed in Wu's wise eyes. He wanted to say anything, but in the end he didn't say anything.
Qiu Ying suppressed the irritability and anxiety in her heart and said to Wu: "My child is sick, please ask Wu for treatment. What reward does it need?"
As he said that, Qiuying put down the fish skin basket and carried the good baby who had a low fever again.
The witch's eyes fell on the face of the good baby, and quickly moved to Qiu Ying, and said calmly: "This child was not born to the envoy of the Demon God. Worshiping the Demon Soldiers will be backfired."
Qiu Ying's face turned black, suppressing Tengsheng's resentment, and said, "I won't use the blood of the closest people to sacrifice the demon soldiers. I want you to cure this child, no matter whether he was born or not. If he dies, you will also be buried with him!"
After talking, Qiu Ying could not suppress the violent murderous intent in her heart, which caused the powerful sword of the Black Sword to rise up and slammed towards Wu Kuang.
The witch raised the bone staff and sang a difficult to understand tone. An invisible energy fluctuation also rose from the bone staff, blocking the sword power and suppressing it.
"Do you're not dry, the messenger of the Demon God." Wu said slowly, a low and soft voice sounded, which made Qiu Ying's anger disappear and the sword power dissipated. Then, he asked Qiu Ying to sit down, quickly picked up some herbs, pounded half a bowl of medicinal juice with his own hands, and asked her to feed her to her good baby.
My good baby was really well-behaved and burned in a drowsy way. When Qiuying asked him to drink medicine, he obediently drank the bowl of bitter medicine. After retching several times, he swallowed the churned medicine again.
The medicine prepared by Wu is amazing. The medicine is cured. Good baby finished the medicine.
Then he subsided and his energy was also refreshed. He grinned at Qiu Ying and said, "Good baby, he's gone, his head will no longer hurt."
"Then let's eat something?" Qiuying asked, took out the barbecue stuffed in the fish skin basket and handed it to her husband. Then, she continued, "If I don't go to the Demon Temple, why do I leave this small world? How far is the holy mountain from here?"
When talking about the holy mountain, Qiu Ying's heart thumped again. Thinking of the undersea teleportation array that Yin Dong mentioned, there is also a holy mountain connected to the small world. Is it this small world?
Yin Dong would not go to the Demon Realm, and would not come to this small world at this time... right?
Qiu Ying's heart suddenly became confused, just like a mess, and she was a little panicked. She couldn't say whether she should have expected to see Yin Dong in this small world.
"The Demon God Messenger, everything is fate, and human power is irreversible." After the Witch God finished speaking, he took a parchment roll and handed it to Qiu Ying, and then said: "This is the route map to the Holy Mountain. When the Demon God Messenger goes to the Holy Mountain, please take the Rock Tribe with you."
Qiuying asked in surprise: "Take the entire Rock Tribe with you, not someone, or a few?"
The witch grabbed the bone staff and pounded it on the ground a few times, saying with certainty: "The Yan tribe is going to migrate back to the ancestral land of the Holy Mountain and go to the temple to worship the ancestral god."
Qiuying asked: "The entire tribe doesn't have to follow me when migrating, right?"
"There are all kinds of dangers during the migration. Walking with the Demon God Messenger can reduce a lot of dangers. The Demon God Messenger takes his child on the road alone. Even if there is a road map, it is difficult not to go the wrong way. There are still many unknown dangers on the ice field. The Demon God Messenger may be able to avoid it, but this child is in danger. It is better for this child to act with the Rock Tribe."
Wu talked happily, and was sure that Qiu Ying would not refuse.
Qiu Ying almost agreed immediately. When she spoke to her tongue, she realized that she was being hinted by the other party. She couldn't help but sneer: "I don't plan to go to the Holy Mountain."
Like all the sages, the witch said in a nagging manner: "Come to the world of the Holy Mountain is the guide of the demon god. Do the demon messengers plan to go to the Holy Mountain? In the end, they will go to the Holy Mountain Demon Temple."
Qiuying sneered.
The next moment, the witch's words became the last straw that defeated the camel.
"This place is located in an ice field adjacent to the Western Regions, and the teleportation channel leading to the outside world is destroyed when the Demon God Messenger comes in. The Western Regions are completely isolated from the other three realms and are only connected to the holy mountain. To enter the other three realms or leave the teleportation array of this world, you need to enter the holy mountain."
"Aren't you lying to me?" Qiuying asked unwillingly.
The witch did not make excuses, and smiled calmly, which was as if you were to believe it or not.
Qiuying really wanted to call him a liar, but she believed it. She had an intuition that even if what Wu said was not all the truth, she really had to go to the Holy Mountain if she wanted to leave this small world.
At the same time, she felt inexplicably panic, as if there was some mysterious force in the dark, making some bad things happen, and she was like a flying insect falling into a spider web, struggling desperately, but unable to break free from that big net.
Qiuying could only pray in her heart: Yin Dong, don’t bring Xiaobao to the Holy Mountain and the Small World, especially not to the Holy Mountain!
She would rather die by herself than let Yin Dong and Xiaobao have something to do. If she inevitably wants to go to the Holy Mountain, she would not want Yin Dong and Xiaobao to be injured in the slightest.
Chapter completed!