"Although the Left Envoy's leg was seriously injured, in my precognitive dream, only the Left Envoy can lead the Southern Barbarians to the top of the Four Kingdoms."

Ladies and gentlemen, I am the chosen one, and you should believe what I say.

Ying Hengzhi had an otherworldly expression on her face.

As expected, the words of the chosen one carried great weight with the Southern Barbarians, and a hint of wavering flashed in the eyes of all the Southern Barbarian ministers.

A strange light appeared in Wulianhe's eyes as he looked at Ying Hengzhi. The chosen one was his only hope now.

Ying Hengzhi glanced at Ying Yufu, a barely perceptible sneer appearing on her lips. She and Ying Yufu were already irreconcilable enemies. In her previous life, Yao Gu had passed on both the position of Holy Son and the position of Witch Ancestor to Shangguan Sheng. In this life, Yao Gu would definitely make the same choice again.

They were destined to be enemies.

Now, she is the chosen one, and her very existence is justice.

She continued, "Gentlemen, if you still acknowledge me as the chosen one, then you should believe me. The Left Envoy is the future of the Southern Barbarians."

I have never met the Left Envoy before; we have only just become acquainted. I have no reason to favor him, and as the chosen one of the Xuan clan, I have even less reason to harm the Southern Barbarians.

The ministers from the southern barbarians immediately began to whisper among themselves.

Some people even looked at Yao Gu with a guilty look in their eyes.

Clearly, they were all persuaded by Ying Hengzhi.

Ying Hengzhi gave Ying Yufu a defiant look, wanting to see what else she could do.

Just then, Yao Gu sighed softly and said, "You are a harbinger of misfortune, yet you dare to impersonate the chosen one?"

The Southern Barbarians, whose minds were initially wavering, instantly changed their expressions.

What does the Right Envoy mean by that?

What kind of calamity star?

Ying Hengzhi's expression changed instantly.

A look of horror flashed in her eyes. How could that old man Yao Gu know her fate?

A look of astonishment flashed across Wu Lianhe's eyes. It was unclear whether he was astonished that Ying Hengzhi was a jinx, or that Yao Gu would actually say that Ying Hengzhi was a jinx.

"Right Envoy, what exactly is going on? What kind of calamity is this?"

The prophecy from years ago foretold that the Xuan clan would produce a chosen woman has been known to everyone in the Southern Barbarians for centuries.

A minister from the southern barbarians asked.

These cunning old foxes just now acknowledged that Yao Gu was the ancestor of witches, but now they call him the Right Envoy.

But it was precisely because of this that Ying Yufu clearly understood the significance of the chosen one in the Southern Barbarian lands.

It was just a single sentence from Ying Hengzhi.

Wu Lingduo said sternly, "Right Envoy, for the sake of the position of the Witch Ancestor, you actually dare to slander even the Chosen One! Aren't you afraid that the Witch Goddess statue will appear in your dreams in the middle of the night to settle scores with you for doing this?"

Yao Gu said, "Since we've come up with the statue of the Witch Goddess, why don't we go to the Temple of the Witch Goddess to check the secret manual and see if the prophecy from back then was true or false?"

I have some knowledge of divination and am capable of seeing through a person's destiny.

The southern barbarian envoys hesitated again.

Ying Yufu chuckled and said, "Whether Ying Hengzhi is a jinx or a chosen one is another matter, but one thing I am certain of is that Ying Hengzhi is the nemesis of the Left Envoy."

Ying Hengzhi suddenly turned her head to look at Ying Yufu.

What is she saying?

Wulianhe looked at Ying Yufu in astonishment, "Princess Anguo, what do you mean by that?"

Ying Yufu said, "It means exactly what it says. If you don't believe me, why don't you ask the chosen one to get up and walk a few steps?"

The beam collapsed and injured the Left Envoy's leg, but in that instant, Ying Hengzhi's leg was healed.

Isn't this a form of injury transfer?

"Ying Yufu, you're talking nonsense!" Ying Hengzhi panicked.

Wulianhe looked at Ying Hengzhi with suspicion.

After all, his injury came about in a very strange way.

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