The Emperor's Life of a Wretched Man

"Wu begs him...he said that he is not interested in becoming the high priest of the Wu clan, he regards the high priests and elders of the Wu clan as like chickens and dogs... At the same time, he asked his subordinates to send a message back, he said... He said..." After the High Priest Wu Zi said this, he carefully glanced at the First Elder.

"Talk..." the prophet's voice became low.

"He said that he handed over Wu Heng only for Wu Heng alone, and he would retreat to the mountain. If not...he would wipe out the forbidden land of the Wu clan..." The high priest, Wu Zi, broke out in a cold sweat after he finished his last sentence. .

"Hmph! Since he committed suicide, it's no wonder we, High Priest, led people to the forbidden area to bury stakes on the mountain road and set up a court..." the prophet said.

"Yes..." The high priest, Wu Zi, trembled all over, but still kowtowed and left the hall, but the face of the first elder turned paler, with a look of despair.

When the high priest left the hall, the voice of the prophet sounded again: "Hang'er is so confused, alas... Let's do it according to the family rules, and take him to the voice of the Dharma, I want to come in person..."

After the prophet's voice fell, the hall instantly became deathly silent. After a long while, Great Elder Wu Jin seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and said in a trembling voice, "Yes..."

In the middle of the road leading to the mountain from the forbidden area of ​​the Wu people, there are tall pillars more than two feet long, with ancient and strange patterns engraved on the piles.

In front of the stakes, the statues of the ten witches have been placed. The statues of the ten witches headed by Wu Xian hold a green snake in their left hand and a red dragon in their right, with different descriptions and dusty faces.

Under the statue, the altar table has been set, the three sacrifices, the incense burner is complete, the whole grains and salt are gathered, the cigarettes rise into the sky like clouds, and the strange musical instruments have been played, making people feel that the soul is leaving the body at any time of fear.

The prophet of the witch tribe, wearing a strange mask, led eight elders and twelve high priests, kneeling before the statues of the ten witches and praying silently...

Behind the statues of the ten witch gods is a picture of the ancient Great Desolation. From left to right, the ten witches are Wu Xian, Wu Ji, Wu Pan, Wu Peng, Wu Gu, Wu Zhen, Wu Li, Wu Da, Wu Xie, Wu Luo...

Wu Heng's body was cut upside down and her arms were tied to the stakes. She was wearing a large white robe, which was more snowy than snow, completely covering her swollen abdomen after giving birth. There were no tears on her beautiful face, but she was full of despair. .

Under the huge stakes, firewood and logs were piled up like a mountain. Just waiting for an order, the blazing fire would take away Wu Heng's young life.

"Let me give birth to my child, the child is innocent..." Wu Heng muttered to himself, his words dissipated in the loud sound of musical instruments.

There is nowhere in the sky, and dark clouds are rolling in, heading towards the forbidden area of ​​the Wu Clan.

rumbling...

The heavy roar was like thunder coming down from the nine heavens, and the earth kept trembling.

The thunder was getting closer and closer, and suddenly there was a strong wind, which turned into a gust of wind and blew into the forbidden area.

"Catastrophe..."

"catastrophe……"

……

Although all the high-ranking members of the Wu Clan are not weak experts, and their cultivation is beyond the scope of people's understanding, but under such a tide of beasts and birds, they don't think they have the ability to escape and ascend to heaven...

However, although the prophet of the Wu Clan has no skills and her fragile body is not as good as that of a mortal, her calmness has deeply infected the great power of the Wu Clan, making our hearts gradually calm down.

Tens of thousands of galloping horses are not enough to describe the turbulent beast tide that is gradually approaching, and the earth is trembling accordingly, while the sacrifices of the witch clan are still going on in an orderly manner.

Ow...

oh oh oh oh...

In the pitch-black bird stream, a high-pitched voice roared between the sky and the earth, his voice sounded like a single sound, the vicious birds chirped in unison, the beasts echoed, and the sound stream rolled and surged.

Finally, with the boy's loud roar, all the beasts stopped, and all the fierce birds flew to the execution ground, guarding the Wu Qi on the giant eagle.

"Twelve Priests, stop them..." The prophet's voice was soft and steady.

"Yes……"

The twelve high priests led the order, soared into the air, flew above the nine heavens, and came in front of Wu Heng.

"Hand over Wu Heng, and I will retire to the mountains and forests from now on, and I will not set foot in the wilderness for half a step..." The giant eagle hovered above the nine heavens, and Wu Heng's begging sounded like thunder.

"Wuqi...do you still know me?" The prophet stood up slowly. She was less than 30 years old and looked like an old man. The beast tide looked up to the sky and asked.

"You are..." Wu Qi bent down and looked down, his eyes full of doubts.

The Prophet slowly removed his mask, but the eyes of the Prophet, who was as old as seventy years old, were shining brightly, as clear as a spring in a deep mountain, without any impurities...

"You are……"

"Ten years ago, in Qiyuan Town, by the Qiyuan River, the Beastmaster..."

"Ah... Impossible, impossible, you are Sister Wushen? How is it possible? It's only been ten years, why are you so old?" Wu Qi exclaimed.

"You owe me a life and an art, but you used a life art to take tens of thousands of lives in Qiyuan Town, causing Qiyuan Town to die, and give me back my life and art..." The prophet looked remorseful.

"You...you are a prophet? Well, I will return your life spell, but I have one condition..." Wu Qi cried.

"I can't agree to your conditions, but I allow you to have a child with Wu Heng. It's like giving birth to a daughter. You can be a nobleman of the Wu clan. I will raise it with my own hands. It's like giving birth to two daughters. One is noble and the other is low. The low one follows the father. I will be a pariah of the Wu tribe forever, living by begging..."

"No...it's enough for me to die, this matter has nothing to do with Wu Heng..."

"Shut up! I ordered Rushan, if you don't agree, you, Wu Heng and the twin girls in her womb will all be executed today..." The prophet's tone insisted, but the words were calm...

"Wu Qi, promise the Prophet! This is our fate... If you don't agree, I'll just bite my tongue and kill myself in front of you..." Wu Hang cried out in tears!

"Okay, I promise you..."

Ow...

ooh ooh...

Wu Qi looked up to the sky and screamed, the tide of beasts and birds receded towards the mountains and forests in all directions, the giant eagle flew down, Wu Qi jumped into the firewood and sat cross-legged, the giant eagle sang low and circled three times and flew away.

"Put down Wu Heng and make her give birth..." the prophet ordered.

On that day, Anyi was also in the ancient wilderness where all the flowers were in full bloom. All the plants that could bloom and those that could not work were all blooming, and the flowers were in full bloom...

And when all the flowers were blooming, Wu Heng gave birth to twin babies, both girls, and both of them were born with super spiritual power, but the one born later was identified as the prophet of ten witches, because of her spiritual power It has reached an unimaginable level.

So the Wu Clan prophet designated this baby as the future Wu Clan prophet, and the first born baby was demoted to a pariah and sent to the poorest family in the wilderness for adoption. When he was able to beg, he was kicked out of the house and made to beg for life...

Then, the prophet ordered people to light a fire, and the raging fire engulfed Wu Heng and Wu Qi, the lovers, and they returned smiling and hugging each other...