Zhao Ling'er is about to be furious by the popularity of Nanzhao Kingdom.

Although she grew up on an isolated island, her grandmother and the sisters on the island both loved her very much. After meeting Chen Mang, Li Xiaoyao and others, she also liked her very much.

When did Zhao Ling'er suffer such bird energy?

Dare to call yourself a witch, and make a clay man and beat them up to cry!

While she was working on the clay man, Chen Mang had already arrived at the residence of the Holy Gu. Looking at Zhao Ling'er squatting beside the mud pit from afar, he felt amused and crying.

After all, Zhao Ling'er is not Nuwa. According to her current cultivation level, she cannot create a human being. Although the clay figure he made can move, she is just a clay warrior without souls.

But this is good. Zhao Linger really made a million troops, and Nanzhao Kingdom could not afford to support so many people.

Seeing Chen Mang and Li Xiaoyao coming, Zhao Ling'er, who was pouting, immediately showed a smile: "Brother Xiaoyao, Mr. Chen, you are back!"

Chen Mang nodded, looked left and right, and asked, "Why didn't you see Jin Yuan?"

Zhao Ling'er said: "Oh, Brother Jin Yuan was named Prime Minister by his father, and joined forces with the Southern Barbarian General to fight with the Moon in the court. I may not have time to come for a while."

Chen Mang nodded with relief: "This kid Jin Yuan has finally gotten out of the army."

Li Xiaoyao had already arrived beside Zhao Ling'er, grabbed her little hand covered with yellow mud and said, "Ling'er, the boss has a way to save your mother!"

Zhao Ling'er was inexplicably surprised and came to Chen Mang excitedly: "Mr. Chen, please save my mother!"

Chen Mang smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will save her. Speaking of which, I have some fate with her. Her name is Qing'er, my wife is also Qing'er, and we both have a daughter, but my daughter is called Baobao and her daughter is Duoduo."

Zhao Linger was stunned by the question mark.

My mother’s daughter is called Duoduo, can I pick it up?

Looking at Ling'er's confused appearance, Li Xiaoyao couldn't help but laugh: "Don't listen to the boss's nonsense. After dealing with the moon, we will go and save your mother!"

Zhao Ling'er nodded with a serious face, then turned around and looked at the mud pit, turning into a half-human and half-snake Nuwa's true body. Then she spread her hands and used her magic power to scatter the essence and blood on the mud man's body.

A golden light enveloped the clay figure. The clay figures grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming the same size as adults, and ten thousand troops appeared in the bamboo forest instantly.

Amid the sound of clanging footsteps, Zhao Ling'er led the army of clay men and marched towards the direction of the palace.

Soon after, several people entered the city, and the streets were empty and there was no one to see. Li Xiaoyao couldn't help but frown when he saw this: "What's the name of Baiyue? Where are the people on the streets going?"

At the same time, in the square in front of the palace, the people of the city knelt in front of the Witch King under the leadership of worshiping the moon.

The Witch King looked angry and pointed at Baiyue with a trembling body and said, "Why do you want to force me? I only have Ling'er, a daughter! Over the years, I have been following your arrangements. Why did you force me to such a level!"

Wen Yue said expressionlessly: "Your Majesty, please think carefully. Over the years, I have always made suggestions and all the decrees were made by you. Including the 100,000 troops encircled and suppressed the witches ten years ago, it was also yourselves."

The Witch King was speechless for a moment and was trembling all over and couldn't speak.

Baiyue pursued the victory and said, "Your Majesty, although the demon queen is dead, her daughter is still alive. Now she is back to take revenge. If this girl is not eliminated, I, Nanzhao, will never have peace. Your Majesty must not be as kind as a woman!"

The people kneeling under the steps shouted in unison: "I beg your Majesty to kill the witch!"

"I beg your Majesty to kill the witch!"

Amid the union of everyone's shouts, Zhao Ling'er led the troops with a dark face and surrounded the people all over the ground.

Looking at the vicious clay man with murderous aura on his face, people immediately became frightened, and the slogan of killing Zhao Ling'er immediately ended.

"Master, this witch knows magic!"

"Master, you're almost breaking her magic!"

Baiyue stood up calmly and said, "Don't be afraid, as long as this leader is here, there is no evil spirit that can hurt my disciples." Then he turned to the Witch King, "Your Majesty, you have seen Zhao Ling'er use the magic method with your own eyes. Do you still have to persist?"

The Witch King looked at Zhao Ling'er with a tangled look on his face: "Ling'er, please withdraw your spells soon, don't scare the people."

When the people heard this, they seemed to hear God's will, and their terrified expression immediately returned to peace.

Zhao Ling'er glanced at her foolish father and said, "Father, why are you so naive? Now Baiyue and I are enemies. What is the difference between asking Ling'er to remove the spells and let Ling'er surrender? Ling'er can remove the spells, but father, can you guarantee that the people deceived by Baiyue will not hurt Ling'er?"

The Witch King opened his mouth, shook his sleeves and sighed: "Does it take for blood to solve today's affairs?"

At this time, Liu Jinyuan smiled and walked forward a few steps and said, "Your Majesty, leave this matter to Jinyuan."

The Witch King looked at his new prime minister and couldn't help but feel happy: "Prime Minister, do you have any solutions?"

Liu Jinyuan nodded and said to the people kneeling on the ground: "You worship Master Yue so much and regard him as an omnipotent god. Have you ever thought that he could not do anything?"

A monk who was a civil servant in the court shouted angrily: "Don't let the people talk, there is nothing in this world that the leader cannot do!"

Everyone behind him immediately agreed and accused Liu Jinyuan.

Liu Jinyuan remained calm and continued, "Since you think the Moon Worshiping Master is omnipotent, do you think he can create something that he cannot lift?"

The civil servant said disdainfully: "Of course, the leader can do such a simple thing!"

Liu Jinyuan smiled: "If there is something in the world that the Moon Worshiping Master cannot lift, doesn't that just mean that he is not omnipotent?"

The civil servant was stunned, and then his expression became more complicated, and the people also discussed it one after another. Soon, the crowd divided into several factions and argued with each other. The more they argued, the more they believed in the myth of worshiping the moon.

Chen Mang was overjoyed in the crowd.

This topic was originally used by him to tease Liu Jinyuan, but he didn't expect it to be used here. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "It turns out that the leader is not omnipotent, so the teachings he issued may also be wrong. The teachings are not right. Then what have we gained after we have believed in the Moon Worshiping Teaching for so many years?"

Then he ran to another place and changed his voice and said, "I have been joining the Moon Worshiping Sect for so many years, and my life is getting worse and worse. Someone at home has passed away. Could it be that this is all a trick of Moon Worshiping Sect!"

After saying that, it was changed to a woman's voice: "Oh, my family is dead too!"

The people's hearts were sniffed and they sucked in cold air, not for anything else, just because most of them had relatives at home!

A few crying sounded immediately in the crowd, followed by anger and cursing, and remembered the Moon Sect, and fell apart in an instant.

Li Xiaoyao looked at Chen Mang who was back beside him and said in surprise: "Boss, has Baiyue killed so many people?"

Chen Mang laughed and whispered: "The Moon Worshiping Sect has been established for decades, but the average life span of the people in Nanzhao is only over thirty years old, so there is no reason why there is no death in the family. But this is not important. As long as the general trend is 100% successful, they will only think in the same direction. This is what people often call a mob."

Li Xiaoyao glared at his eyes and looked at Chen Mang in shock: "Boss, you have taught A Qi what you have taught him? Why do I feel even more evil than the one who is like "Waiyue..."

While he was speaking, the declining situation in the Moon was no longer reversible. He looked at Chen Mang deeply and quickly disappeared from the square.

When he appeared again, he had already arrived at the lake where the witch queen suppressed the water monster, cast spells, and used the water flow to lift the witch queen's stone statue high, and had already prepared the plan to fight to the death with Chen Mang and the others.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Mang and others also came to the lake one after another, waved their right hand and pulled the statue of Queen Wu to his side.

Baiyue curled a smile on the corner of her mouth and turned around and said, "Thank you, Mr. Chen, for your help!"

As the words came to the ground, a roar sounded from the bottom of the lake, and huge waves suddenly soared into the sky.

The water waves fell to the ground, and a pink water monster appeared, opening its bloody mouth and roaring at everyone.

The moment he saw the water monster, Chen Mang couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and said with disbelief: "Pakishen?"
Chapter completed!