Chapter 5588: What is the misunderstanding of 5588?
Chapter 5588 What is the misunderstanding of 5588?
This battle will determine the final fate of the two clans, and even the future of ancient witchcraft. Everyone nervously looked at the direction of the valley entrance, and no one noticed the strangeness in the hall.
"Here, they are here." Finally, an excited and a little nervous voice resounded from the crowd.
Hundreds of men and women in weird robes walked through the narrow valley and walked towards the hall of the holy witch.
"Ling Wu clan elder Duan Mu Linxiu, met Elder Ji, met all of your family members. I haven't seen him for many years, and the style of Elder Ji remains the same. The old man is very comforted, very comforted." Approaching the front, a man with a long stature and a clean face The old man said with his hands.
"Huh, you wish I was dead." Ji Mingfeng sneered, and said yin and yang weirdly.
"Elder Ji's words are wrong. Although there are some disputes between the cultivators and the spirit witches, they are of the same blood. How can I have that kind of thought?" Duanmu Linxiu was not angry, still smiling, yes. Ji Mingfeng said.
"Despicable villain, do you dare to say that my son did not die in the hands of your Hag Clan?" Seeing the smile on his face, Ji Mingfeng's hatred suddenly broke out, gritted his teeth and cursed.
"What, Ziwei is dead?" Duanmu Linxiu's expression was startled, and then solemnly asked, "I don't know anything about it. Could it be that Ziwei was out traveling. What happened? Or, is there any misunderstanding? ?"
"The great elder of the dignified dark witch clan, don't even have this responsibility? These years send people to sneak back to the holy witch valley to assassinate the genius juniors of our clan. Isn't it the work of your dark witch clan!" Hearing this, Ji Mingfeng tears in his eyes. The light flickered, and his eyes were cracked with hatred.
Her only son, Ji Ziwei, who is regarded as the first wizard of the Lingwu clan for thousands of years, died in an assassination twenty years ago.
"Misunderstanding, it must be a misunderstanding! Listen to me, Elder Ji, this is definitely not the work of my dark witch clan." Duan Mulin said in a loud voice, resolutely denying it.
"Who else can you be? Except for your witches clan, who else can sneak back to the holy witch valley silently and count against my descendants?" Ji Mingfeng asked harshly.
Duanmu Linxiu was speechless when she asked. After thinking for a moment, she groaned and said, "This is a bit weird. It's better to postpone this test and wait until the truth is found out."
"Hehe, did I not see the person you sent and wanted to delay time?" Ji Mingfeng glanced at him contemptuously, and said with a sneer.
He identified Gu Fenghua and others as spies sent by the Dark Witch clan, but thought that Duanmu Linxiu hadn't seen them, guessed that something had changed, and wanted to delay time.
When she managed to poison Jiang Liang, she quietly confined Gu Fenghua and others in the Saint Witch’s Hall, how could she give them another chance to stab them in the back.
"I don't know why Elder Ji said this?" Duanmu Linxiu frowned, her expression even more puzzled.
"Great Elder, is it really not the work of the Hades?" Seeing that Duanmu Linxiu's expression did not seem to be fake, Jiang Liangshi's heart moved, and he whispered to Ji Mingfeng.
"If you did such a despicable act, would you honestly admit it in person? If there is no evidence, you just pretend to be crazy and stupid. Who wouldn't." Ji Mingfeng glanced at him, but even Jiang Liangshi despised it.
Jiang Liangshi thought for a while, it seemed that this was the same reason, so he didn't say much.
"Old thief Duanmu, I don't have the time to grind my lips with you. If you compare, then you roll!" Ji Mingfeng turned his head, and screamed at Duan Mu Linxiu.
"What did you say, old witch, dare to be so rude to my eldest man!" Behind Duanmu Linxiu, the Dark Witch tribe was furious.
(End of this chapter)
