Forty, brothers are united

"Bang", Xia Lieshan slapped the table in front of him with a palm. At the same time, several sounds of Titicticacia were heard around. Some witch warriors who could not control their witch power. Their strength was so strong that they broke the big rocks underground. Han Wenzheng's words were considered to have stabbed a hornet's nest. It can be said that Han Wenzheng was the first time that the ancestor had been invented since the founding of the world.

"Class leader walks slowly. Let's stay for the time being." These eight words were from the trembling hands, calm and sounded, and word by word. From his tone, you can tell how angry he is now.

Han Wen turned around and said with a smile: "Does the leader think I was scolding wrong?" "Class leader, if you can't give a reason today, then even if you have the Xuanyuan Sword to save it, my witch clan will want you to splash blood for five steps. Today, only one of your clans can survive in the world." Xia Lieshanqiang said with anger in his heart.

Han Wenzhen turned around and laughed and said, "Am I wrong? Back then, the twelve ancestor witches were everywhere in the prehistoric world, and that clan was not afraid, and that clan was not afraid. As soon as the twelve capital heavenly evil formation came out, even the saints had to retreat, right? The demon clan had to rush to the sun and Houyi shot the sun. The beasts in the heaven and earth were raging and harming creatures, and they wanted to kill countless witch warriors who were great monsters and giant beasts. If the heavens were not kind, there was Xing Tian who dared to fight with the sky, and finally he could break his head, but his will was invincible. There was a flood between heaven and earth, and the prehistoric world turned into a marsh country, and there was a great witch, the Emperor Dayu, who dared to control the water. These were the witch clans, and these were the witch clans."

Hearing Han Wenzheng talk about the achievements of the great witches in ancient legends, the warriors of the witch clan all smiled a little. "When Empress Houtu saw that there was no conversion after the death of the creatures in the world, she was willing to sacrifice herself to transform into the cycle of reincarnation. In the whole universe, who dares not praise the kindness of the Houtu Empress? The twelve ancestor witches were unable to build the twelve capital god evil formation, and their combat power was not reduced. The other eleven ancestor witches knew that they were not the opponent of the two emperors of the demon clan. However, in the last battle, which ancestor witch retreated? Even if they self-destructed, they would pull the two emperors of the demon clan.

Let's go together, who dares to say that the Witch Clan is afraid of death? In the end of the Xia Dynasty, foreign races invaded, and the Witch Clan warriors knew that they would die when they went to the battlefield, but all the Witch Clan warriors would rather die than protect the earth and protect the ancestral star. In the end, only a few Witch Clan warriors survived the world. Although the Witch Clan is no longer majestic, when talking about the Witch Clan in the world, there is another one who doesn't praise: 'Witch Clan is a real man, a man.' And who dares to scold the Witch Clan and say that they are afraid of death? But what about you today?"

Han Wen continued to say in a louder voice: "My Yanhuang tribe is in a big disaster, and the road to revival is still far away. However, I, Han Wen, have never retreated. I came to the new earth alone. For six or seven years, I was the only one in the world. I have to do everything with one hand. I didn't even ask someone to say something, I did not retreat. Shui'er and my husband, without the help of others, built a watch fly bridge with my husband's hands, which greatly shortened the time for our tribe to accumulate energy.

It took a total of fifteen years before and after the project. It is not necessary to say that the difficulties we couple experienced were hard. We almost died in accidents many times, but we did not retreat. Yes, my Yanhuang clan is now only 5,000, and we are weak, but we will not retreat. As my son Tiexin said, we have other friends, we have White Tiger, Xuanwu, Qinglong and Natural God clan to help. I firmly believe that as long as we do not give up, my Yanhuang clan will eventually revive, and my Yanhuang clan will stand in the human world again."

Han Wenzheng's voice became higher and higher, and later it was simply like a huge thunder: "The Witch Clan, as well as my Yanhuang Clan, are the bloodlines of the same ancestor, and are the only two direct relatives in this universe. We are brother races, and even if there were any grudges and grudges between the two tribes in the past, they were all gone. I often say a saying in the Yanhuang Clan: "Cousin, aunt, aunt, break the bones and connect the tendons." It is said between ordinary relatives and relatives, not to mention that we are brother races connected with blood.

What? There is nothing to say about us in peacetime, but when we are in trouble, should we help us as brothers? But what about you? After I repeatedly begged, but still refused to promise to help. Why are you unwilling to help? Isn’t it because as long as I come out to help us, there will be countless wars waiting for us in the future. You are just afraid of death on the battlefield. You are just afraid of death. Did I scold you for fear of death because I was wrong?"

All the witch tribes' faces turned red and white. After a while, the high priest Xuan Ming sighed and said, "The clan leader is indeed powerful. He knows that the general is not as good as the general. However, it is a bit too much for you to say this. We don't agree to you. We are not afraid of death, but just a little bit unhappy in our hearts. Our ancestors were wandering here and they were not close to each other. To put it, they are similar to the clan leader, but they are better than the clan leader. If you don't say anything, don't say too much. We don't use this to each other. However, the clan leader is right. We are a brother race. Even if there is anything wrong with each other in the past, it is still a quarrel between the two brothers and fighting each other for a little benefit. Now, when the brothers are in trouble, it is unmatchable if we don't help. Therefore, Grand Wu Gong, I suggest that we should take action."

Xia Lieshan laughed and said, "Xuanming Fang, you said this, what else can I say? The leader of the Han clan cursed it like this. If we don't help, wouldn't it make people scold our witch clan for being afraid of death? We can't afford to take this charge." The high priest woke up the word "exciting general". All the witch clan warriors were much more calm. Although they were not as smart as the Yanhuang clan, they were not stupid. Naturally, they understood what aggression general was.

Seeing that the plan was discovered, Han Wen just smiled and said, "I offended it just now, so please forgive me." "Forget it, the clan leader is very cunning, so let's sit down and discuss it." "Okay, but, the great wizard master, to be honest, the wizard clan has been silent for too long, and you should come back to let the world know each other. No matter how you say it is, they are all the bloodlines of the ancestors. Everyone in the world knows that you can't lose the face of the ancestors. The glory of the wizard clan revives depends on the wizard clan itself. Our two tribes can also be said to be helping each other, right?"

Xia Lieshan smiled and said, "You kid, this is still a human word. Okay, our two tribes need to cooperate. The specific matters need to be discussed after I hold a meeting. The relationship between our two tribes also needs to be determined well. The past things cannot happen to us anymore." Being able to scold Han Wenzheng as a boy proves that Xia Lieshan has put down his past grievances and grievances in his heart and began to accept the Yanhuang clan again. "The Great Wizard King is really visionary, and I think so, but there is no hurry. The Great Wizard King, we have been here for so long, you can't help but invite us to drink a bar. Making wine is a great merit of Emperor Dayu, haha." Han Wenzheng laughed and said.

Xia Lieshan laughed and shouted, "Boys, the Han patriarch said we didn't invite them to drink. Do you think we can let them go today?" "No." The witch warriors answered loudly. When they heard the roars of countless witch warriors, Han Wenzheng and others felt that they were in trouble today.

"It's fun to cook sheep and slaughter cattle, and you have to drink three hundred cups at a time." This is the poem by the immortal poet, but it's almost the same thing to cook sheep and slaughter cattle. Although there are not so many sheep and ox, it doesn't matter. Many monsters are in trouble. I don't know how many monsters have become treasures for the guests at this time. However, it's a bit incorrect to drink three hundred cups at a time. When did the witch people use the glass to drink? All the big ones are bowls, and this bowl is not too big, at most two at most

A pound of pounds is worthy of Han Wenzheng's unluckyness. He actually said that the Witch Clan did not invite him to drink. Now, every senior member of the Witch Clan came to toast him one or two bowls, or even three bowls. Even though Han Wenzheng had a very high alcohol tolerance and was super strong, he could not withstand so many wines. Besides, the Witch Clan's ability to brew wine was obviously not as good as their strength. The wine brewed was extremely strong and not much distance from alcohol. This time, Han Wenzheng was definitely in trouble.

The other Yanhuang tribe members were not having a good time. They were all drunk by the witch tribe. They were all drunk. What was even more funny was Luo Tieniu. This guy was drunk and kept calling for alcohol and got drunk. He almost fought. As a result, in the end, he didn't know the human affairs and fell asleep in the hall. The sound of snoring was thousands of meters away, which was amazing.

After a meal of wine, all the Yanhuang people were drunk, even Qiu Shui was no exception. Han Wen was the worst. He was forced to drink more than 30 bowls of wine, but he was not allowed to use his true energy to force the wine. Therefore, his stomach was also rounded by the wine. In the end, he was so drunk that he was so drunk that he didn't know the situation. Moreover, he was drunk for a whole day.

When the people of the Natural God clan saw the Witch Clan's method of drinking, they all flashed far away. Just kidding, their bodies were not as strong as the Yanhuang Clan. Dozens of kilograms of wine could be drunk like water. If they had drunk so much wine, they would definitely be drunk to death. However, from then on, the Natural God clan had an unwritten rule: "You can drink with the Yanhuang Clan and the Witch Clan, but you must not compete with them, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."

One day and one night later, Han Wenzheng woke up and felt that his head was still heavy. After drinking dozens of bowls of wine, the consequences were naturally serious. He was already healthy when he was able to wake up so quickly. A girl from the Witch tribe walked into his room and saluted Han Wenzheng and said, "Captain, are you awake?" "I woke up, my head hurts so much. OK. Next time when there are too many of us, they will know the taste. I will definitely get them to have a headache like me, it hurts so much."

Han Wenzheng said irrelevantly, and while getting up, he asked, "Are the rest of my tribe awake?" "Most of them are awake, but they all have a headache like the patriarch. You should rest for a while. The Great Witch is having a meeting. The Great Witch asks you to go to the Witch Palace tonight." "Okay, I understand, help me prepare a plate of water, I want to wash my face." "Okay, patriarch, please wait for a while." The maid hurriedly went out to fetch water for Han Wenzheng.

Han Wenzheng left the room and walked towards the Witch Palace. The witch warriors he saw along the way bowed to him. Han Wenzheng returned the salutes one by one, and the Yanhuang tribe members also woke up one after another, but they were still unhappy. No one was drunk. Although the Yanhuang tribe could use his true energy to force out all the alcohol, they just lowered their heads in front of the Witch Clan, because if they used true energy, what's the point of drinking? Furthermore, the other witch clans did not use the witch force to force wine, but you used the true energy to force wine. This was a very out-of-cord behavior, so they naturally seemed to be defeated roosters.

However, after this drunkenness, the witch clan became much more intimate with the Yanhuang clan. This was an unexpected gain. Finally, they were not drunk for nothing.
Chapter completed!