The moment the black shadow appeared, Wei Linchen's voice also sounded from outside the door.
When Fu Yuheng stepped into the room, he paused slightly and stood there for a few seconds without looking back.
After a while, he raised his feet and continued walking into the house.
Wei Linchen looked at his back without looking back, ignored the Wu clan members guarding the door, and rushed directly into the house.
He didn¡¯t even take half a step into the door when he was blocked by the wizard guarding the door.
The moment Ji Shuzhen saw Fu Yuheng, her eyes turned red.
Her eyes were as bright as blood, and she shouted with a trembling voice: "Ghost Sixteen! You actually killed our son!"
??Fu Yuheng is wearing a blue Taoist robe, with long hair tied up with a wooden hairpin. He has an exquisite and handsome face that is too fair, and he is full of scholarly atmosphere. He is noble and ascetic.
The emotion in his eyes was neither joy nor sadness, it could be said that there was no emotion at all.
Seeing Ji Shuzhen's furious look, she raised her thin lips slightly and said in a calm voice: "Mian'er is already dead, I just helped him get out of your control."
Qin Ruan looked at the man who walked into the room. He had a figure like a bamboo, eyes like stars, and an alienated temperament. His face was somewhat similar to Wei Linchen's, and they were related by blood at first glance.
Ji Shuzhen¡¯s red lips trembled, and the anger bursting out of her eyes seemed to burn everyone.
She teleported to Fu Yuheng, grabbed his neck and lifted him into the air: "Mian'er wanted to lead the human world, but you destroyed him! I'll kill you!"
With the Holy Son¡¯s body gone, her plan to lead the Witch Clan to unify the human world was ruined.
¡° Then, Fu Yuheng would have no value in existence.
"Let go of my brother!"
Wei Linchen saw this scene outside the door. Regardless of the Wu clan's obstruction, he used all his strength to shake away the person who blocked him.
The strength in his body was exhausted, his face turned pale, and his legs became weak when he walked into the room.
¡°Seeing the second brother being choked by the witch saint, he staggered into the house gritting his teeth.
Qin Ruan saw Wei Linchen rushing in and wanted to get close to Ji Shuzhen, knowing that once the other party got close, his life would be at risk.
She let go of the third master¡¯s hand, rushed in front of Wei Linchen at a very fast speed, blocked the other man¡¯s forward body, and said sternly: ¡°Leave this place to me, you stay away!¡±
Ji Shuzhen is really crazy. The room is filled with overwhelming witchcraft power released from her body.
When Qin Ruan approached the other party and Fu Yuheng, he felt that the witch power was full of crazy killing intent.
Ji Shuzhen really wants to kill Fu Yuheng.
Thinking of the holy son they talked about, Qin Ruan intuitively felt that the Wu clan was in chaos.
" A man and a puppet have a child, and he still wants to rule the human world. This is something that even if he had a cerebral thrombosis in ten years, he would not be able to think of it.
Everyone is crazy!
Before Qin Ruan could go to rescue Fu Yuheng, the other party had already escaped from death by Ji Shuzhen.
She didn¡¯t know what the other party had done. Ji Shuzhen stared at her hand in disbelief, as if she had been stimulated by something, and her whole body was trembling.
Fu Yuheng still had the same modest and elegant posture, and his expression was not disturbed at all.
He met Ji Shuzhen's face full of anger, and said in a cold voice: "There must be an understanding of the grievances of more than ten years. I have been living alone for so many years, just to one day take revenge with my own hands."
Ji Shuzhen didn't hear this at all. She was now filled with the knowledge she had just gained. She was so excited that she couldn't calm down. She stared at Fu Yuheng with her eyes: "You have swallowed Mian'er's power!"
Fu Yuheng frowned slightly, not understanding what she meant.
Ji Shuzhen, however, determined that the powerful witchcraft power he had just easily broken free from, and the powerful witchcraft power he had inadvertently leaked from his body was due to the fact that he had devoured the power of the Holy Son.
Looking at the familiar light in her eyes, Fu Yuheng finally understood what she meant, and his face instantly darkened.
¡°You think I¡¯m as shameless and despicable as you?!¡±
No matter how much of a beast he is, he will never do anything to devour the power of his own child.
Ji Shuzhen¡¯s face also became ugly. She originally hoped that Ghost Sixteen would inherit the power of the Holy Son so that they could continue their plans in the future.
But judging from Fu Yuheng¡¯s expression, things were not as she imagined.
Ji Shuzhen gritted her teeth and asked: "Then why do you have witchcraft power higher than mine? This is definitely not what a puppet can possess!"
"Because he received the inheritance from the twelve witch ancestors, Di Jiang, which is more than the inheritance from Hou Tu that you received."
Mr. Huo¡¯s sweet and deep voice slowly sounded in the room.
?As soon as he spoke, everyone looked over.
Qin Ruan also looked at the third master with a puzzled expression, wondering why he knew about this.
Huo Yunqian received Qin Ruan¡¯s curious gaze, blinked at her, and smiled tenderly.
When Ji Shuzhen heard these words, she didn't even have the slightest doubt, but her eyes brightened at Fu Yuheng.
She asked eagerly: "Have you really received the inheritance from the witch ancestor Di Jiang?"
There was an unspeakable surprise in the tone, and there was no longer the anger of losing the Holy Son before.
Fu Yuheng's expression changed slightly, his mouth was pursed tightly, and his eyes fell on Huo Yunzhen.
The man who came into view had an extremely eye-catching appearance, his temperament was even more indifferent, and he was full of dignity and elegance.
He knows this person¡¯s identity, his true identity.
From the moment he entered the room, Fu Yuheng felt the cold aura of death that was more frightening than bloodline suppression.
Because he received the inheritance from Di Jiang, he was more or less familiar with the cruel and iron-blooded methods of Fengdu in the underworld.
The third master received Fu Yuheng¡¯s gaze and seemed not to see the fear in his eyes. There was a faint smile on his lips and he even nodded slightly to him, which was both self-restrained and generous.
Perhaps it was his seemingly friendly behavior that made Fu Yuheng feel relieved.
The moment he looked back, he breathed a sigh of relief.
In just a few seconds of looking at each other, he actually forgot to breathe.
Although the puppet does not need to eat or drink, he still needs the energy of heaven and earth to nourish this body that is neither human nor ghost.
Ji Shuzhen couldn't get Fu Yuheng's answer for a long time, so she stepped forward, held his wrist tightly, and asked in a deep voice: "Let me ask you, have you obtained the Dijiang inheritance?"
"Let go of my brother!"
When Wei Linchen saw this woman getting close to his second brother, unknown fire welled up in his heart.
He knew Fu Yuheng, and with a slight frown from his second brother, he knew how much he hated this woman.
Wei Linchen rushed forward, knocked down Ji Shuzhen's grip on Fu Yuheng's wrist, and stared coldly at the woman in front of him.
"The Wu Clan destroyed my second brother and made my second brother what he is now. It's all the Wu Clan's fault. Today, as Fu Jin, the third generation direct descendant of the Fu family, I will officially challenge the Wu Clan. Declaring war, the Fu family will fight against the Wu clan for the rest of their lives!"
Wei Linchen¡¯s eyes were bloodshot and his expression was cold and tense. He was not afraid of anything at this moment.
His second brother is extremely eye-catching in terms of demeanor and appearance. He also heard the conversation between the two just now.
The second brother actually had a child with this woman. He didn't care about the child's life or death. He only knew that the second brother hated the woman in front of him from the bottom of his heart