Bangtuo Town.

This is a place of sin, a town near the Witch Temple.

The Witch Temple was destroyed, and Chu Feng and others will live here for the time being.

At this moment, in the conference hall, Jiang Lin leaned against a sofa like a second uncle.

On the side, two Wumen girls pinched their legs. On the side, the saint of Wumen was feeding the peeled grapes to him personally. The former looked very relaxed and freehand.

However, compared to Jiang Lin, the saint of the witch clan, Aman seemed to be full of worries. She looked at Jiang Lin from time to time and wanted to speak but stopped.

In the end, she spoke carefully.

"Witch Lord, when will we return to the royal family?"

"Let's talk about it."

Jiang Lin closed his eyes slightly and said perfunctorily.

"But, the masters and the others have urged each other several times. The master of the witch really can't delay it anymore. The inheritance is very important."

Aman looked very anxious when he heard this.

This is her most anxious thing recently.

The wishes of the Wumen over the years have finally come true.

In addition, the great witch god has died, Jiang Lin is particularly important to the witch sect.

Aman’s mission is to urge Jiang Lin to Hui people as soon as possible.

When Jiang Lin frowned and said impatiently.

"I'll say, can you say this in other words, you've said this eight hundred times. If those guys are really anxious, they will come to pick me up in person. Don't think I don't know what they are thinking. I'll tell you, I'm not available now."

In the past few days, the Wu royal family has sent people to pick them up.

However, these characters have very little power, loud thunder, and little raindrops.

Jiang Lin has followed Chu Feng for many years, and how could he not see the tricks?

It’s clear that the masters of the Wu royal family are used to being arrogant, but now someone suddenly appears and wants to be above them. No one feels uncomfortable.

Jiang Lin didn't have the intention to be a puppet.

"Witch Lord, it's not what you imagined. My Wu royal family supports you very much..."

Aman is very anxious and needs to compile a long explanation of the big thesis.

"Stop, stop."

Jiang Lin's ears have been so cruel that he heard these words in the past two days, and he raised his hand to stop them.

"Now I will order you as the witch master to calm me down."

After saying that, Jiang Lin raised his hand and took a small blanket, covered his face, and hummed at the same time.

"Come on, this leg is trying to make a little stronger."

However, at this moment, the small blanket on his face was suddenly lifted.

"Hey, I said why are you like this? I said..."

Jiang Lin suddenly became a little anxious, but before he finished speaking, he suddenly grinned.

"Boss, it hurts, let go."

It turned out that at some point, Chu Feng came to the living room and had one hand twisted to his ear.

"I said you boy is very good at enjoying it now. I was worried about your injury, but now it seems that I am worried about it."

"Boss, I was wrong, I don't know it's you."

Jiang Lin's face turned bitter, raised his hands and said hurriedly.

"Boss, can we let go first?"

"No rude to the witch."

Seeing this, Aman bit his lip and stepped forward and said with a slight angriness.

Her identity gives her the greatest power.

Nowadays, naturally, I can’t stand others disrespectful to the witch master.

In fact, this is because she knows that Chu Feng is their savior, but the others are not so polite.

Brush.

The two girls who originally beat Jiang Lin's legs pulled out their swords from somewhere and were about to take action.

They were sent by the Chu royal family to welcome Jiang Lin this time. Seeing the witch master like this, they were naturally unhappy.

"Let me give it aside. What do you want to do? Do you rebel? Why don't you apologize to my boss?"

Before Chu Feng could speak, Jiang Lin, who was beside him, suddenly became angry and looked at the three of them coldly.

However, he was now being asked by Chu Feng'er, and he looked a little funny when he cooperated with his face.

"Forget it."

Chu Feng let go of Jiang Lin, turned around and sat on a chair, and said with a hint of teasing.

"Indeed, your current identity is different from the past, and it seems that you should be more polite to you in the future."

"Boss, don't make fun of me. No matter how powerful I am, I am, I will still be at the foot of your Five Fingers Mountain."

Jiang Lin smiled and turned to show his composure. He took the initiative to pour a cup of tea for Chu Feng, and nodded and bowed.

Of course, it goes without saying that if Chu Feng is polite to the other party, Jiang Lin will be uncomfortable.

He picked up the teacup, took a sip, glanced up and down at Jiang Lin, and said.

"You're fine with your health."

"It's no problem long ago."

Jiang Lin patted his chest and then asked.

"Boss, when will we leave this place where birds don't shit?"

Although these two days have been leisurely, they are not the days that Jiang Lin likes.

If Chu Feng had not been to restore his cultivation in the past two days, he would have been urging the other party impatiently.

"No hurry."

Chu Feng shook his head and turned to say.

"I heard that the Wu royal family wants to pick you up?"

"Forehead."

Jiang Lin was stunned and then said indifferently.

"Don't worry about him. If they want to pick me up, I will go back, don't go."

However, Chu Feng looked at the saint Aman beside him.

The latter had a complicated expression, and she also knew Chu Feng's influence on Jiang Lin, so she hurriedly said when she saw this.

"Return to Mr. Chu, the Witch Lord is the hope of my Witch Sect. Several heads of the family are looking forward to their return to inherit the throne of the Witch clan."

"Tsk, come on, I have been put on a trait by your great witch god. If you are imprisoned by your Wu royal family again, I will have no place to cry."

Upon hearing this, Aman quickly explained.

"Don't worry, wizard master, no, my Chu royal family has a ancestral teaching. The meaning of existence is to wait for the wizard master to return. In addition, there is also a curse from our ancestors in us. Only the wizard master can solve this curse."

Aman looked serious, and she was anxious, but she told all the secrets.

Jiang Lin was very unwilling to care, but Chu Feng was a little interested. He heard the curse and asked.

Originally, this was the secret of the Wu royal family and should not have been revealed to Chu Feng, but now Aman saw Chu Feng's influence on Jiang Lin, and after thinking about it, he got out of it.

It turned out that the witch master had considered that his descendants were not old and committed the murder of the Lord, so he set a curse on the Direct Army at the beginning.

This curse can only be solved by the witch master who inherits the inheritance.

Because of this, the Wu royal family must now recognize Jiang Lin as the main focus, regardless of whether they are willing or not.

If the curse is unsolved, the Wu royal family not only has this curse always existed, but people over fifty years old cannot use their cultivation at will.

Because of this, the Chu Witch Clan is the most low-key among the four royal families.

Aman finished speaking in one breath, then looked at Chu Feng and begged.

"Mr. Chu, please advise the witch master. He will go back to inherit the throne and do nothing to him."

Chu Feng's mind moved slightly, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Jiang Lin.

The latter suddenly became nervous and said hurriedly.

"Boss, don't, I don't want to go back."
To be continued...