Wu Zhen's words sounded like the most vicious curse.
Qing Wu's eyes turned red in an instant, like the blood surging from the blood-red purgatory.
She pinched her left hand and suddenly, her ghost power turned into black thorns, which broke out from the ground in all directions, sharp and sinister. They ruthlessly pierced through Wu Zhen's body and nailed her firmly to the ground, like a human-shaped target that was lifted up by thorns.
Wu Zhen coughed up a mouthful of blood. A thorn pierced her lower jaw diagonally and pierced her left eye socket.
There are dark characters floating on each thorn. They are the power of the origin of the underworld, gnawing at the soul, and the pain is comparable to being crushed again and again in the millstone hell.
But even so, Wu Zhen still smiled and said, "I caused you to die tragically when you were overcoming the tribulation last time. It is only right that you take revenge on me this time. Have you calmed down?"
Qing Wu stared at her coldly, and suddenly said, "Keep an eye on her."
These words were not spoken to Wu Zhen. A figure appeared behind Qing Wu. It was Yan Lan.
The next moment, Qing Wu’s figure disappeared.
Yan Lan looked at Wu Zhen coldly, raised his hand, and pulled Wu Zhen directly into his own divine domain.
Qing Wu used the Yin-wen thorns to pierce Wu Zhen's body. The rules of the underworld contained in the thorns firmly gripped her soul, making it impossible for her to abandon her body and escape.
Yan Lan added another "prison" on top of this one and pulled Wu Zhen into his divine domain.
The sun's scorching heat burned Wu Zhen's body, and a burning smell filled the air.
Wu Zhen looked at Yan Lan and smiled: "Long time no see, little Jinwu."
Yan Lan couldn't laugh. He looked at Wu Zhen with disgust in his eyes: "Fan You, that old bastard, must be really hungry. He betrayed the underworld for a thing like you."
Yan Lan thought to himself that his brain was not working quickly enough, so he didn't like to get involved or think about complicated things.
But he's not really a stupid bird.
Before that day, he had suspected that old man Fan You had been bewitched by the witch clan, but he never dared to believe it.
After coming to the human world, Qing Wu never said too much about the matters between Fan You and the Wu Clan in front of him.
The bird and the ghost tacitly avoided talking about this topic.
But the truth cannot be ignored by deliberately avoiding it.
From the moment Wu Zhen was captured, and from the moment Wu Zhen confessed his deal with Fan You, something broke in Yan Lan's heart.
He could no longer deceive himself.
Wu Zhen described it miserably, but she was still smiling. She looked at Yan Lan with a nostalgic look in her eyes, "Your temper has not changed, you hate evil as much as you hate evil. But, little Jinwu."
"Shasha may not know the past between Fanyou and I, but you should understand that I never owe Fanyou anything."
Wu Zhen had a smile on his face, but there was madness in his smile: "It was Fan You who deceived me first! I believed him! He used myself as bait and tricked me into meeting him on the eve of the war between the Wu Clan and the God Clan."
"He trapped me! He caused the Ten Witches' formation to collapse, and countless people of my Witch Clan died in the battle, and were slaughtered by the God Clan!"
"All this blood feud is owed to me by Fan You!" Wu Zhen's eyes were filled with tears of blood: "I just asked him to atone for his past sins. This is reasonable."
Yan Lan pursed his lips tightly, "I don't understand any big principles, and I don't know how to explain any big principles."
"The old man lied to you at first, but in fact, he trapped you to protect you. Even if you appear on the battlefield of the Godly Witches, even if the Ten Witches Formation is successfully launched, your Witch Clan will not be able to win."
Wu Zhen laughed coldly: "My Wu clan was the loser in the war. We have different positions, so there is no point in arguing about this."
"I'm too lazy to argue with you." Yan Lan spat, his eyes full of murderous intent: "I don't want to hear about the nasty things between you and the old man."
"Even if Fan You did you wrong in the past, it has nothing to do with my niece!"
"She has never harmed you, nor has she harmed your witch clan in the slightest! What you did to her is enough for me to cut you into pieces!"
"I don't dispute that." Wu Zhen smiled, his only remaining eye darkening, "But her existence itself is the biggest threat to our Wu clan."
"Don't feel unconvinced. In fact, she should thank me."
"Thanks to me, I had someone kill her when she was going through the tribulation last time, so that she could stay away from my king's son."
Yan Lan's head suddenly tilted: "Your king's son? Chi You's son? Who?"
Wu Zhen’s smile froze.
I was stunned by Yan Lan's sudden stupidity.
Yan Lan realized it belatedly and widened his eyes: "You said Xiao Chenyan... No, you said Cang Ming is Chi You's offspring? That's not right, he is..."
The greedy little bird tried several times to figure it out.
Before Wu Zhen revealed this shocking secret, Yan Lan thought the relationship was like this:
Xiao Chenyan → Cangming.
Cangming spirit → Chiyou’s nourishment.
The facts left him dumbfounded.
With Yan Lan's brain, he would not be able to figure out the witch clan's nesting doll-like conspiracy even if he was given eight hundred years.
But after knowing the answer, he worked backwards and finally figured it out.
"The father hides in the son's soul. I guess this is what you guys are up to! One trick after another, your witch clan's tricks are really endless!"
Yan Lan cursed with a strange look on his face: "The Emperor of Heaven destroyed your Wu clan, and Chi You slept with his wife and cuckolded him. You guys are really good at it."
Wu Zhen stared at him, remained silent for a long while, and then let out a long sigh.
Yan Lan heard a kind of pity in this sigh.
It seemed as if he had pity on his brain.
The reason why Wu Zhen said that was because he thought Qing Wuyi told Yan Lan the truth, but he didn't expect that.
The little silly bird knows nothing.
However, this is not necessary.
After being surprised for a moment, Yan Lan felt that it didn't matter whether Xiao Chenyan was the son of the Emperor of Heaven or the son of Chi You.
"To put it bluntly, you are targeting Shasha because her existence will restrain the power of your Wu clan."
Yan Lan sneered: "Even if she didn't come to the human world to survive the catastrophe in her last life, even if she has been staying in the underworld, wouldn't your Wu clan have taken action against her? Don't flatter your Wu clan!"
Wu Zhen's lips moved, but he didn't say anything else.
She closed her eyes to hide the mockery in them.
It seems that Yan Lan really doesn't know the biggest secret of Shasha.
Fan You should have noticed it, but he obviously didn't tell anyone about it.
The power of Shasha will indeed restrain the Wu Clan and the awakening of their Holy King.
But from the beginning to the end, the real threat to Shasha was not the Wu clan.
Wu Zhen looked at Yan Lan with a smile that was not a smile.
She spoke word by word, as if speaking a prophecy:
"When the next iris wilts, you will regret the choice you made."
"Little Golden Crow, preventing my king from reviving will be the decision you regret the most."
Among the ten witches of the witch clan, the holy witch Zhen has the power of prophecies and can predict the future.
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