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"Catastrophe" 10 Years Chapter 137 The Legend of Hou Yi

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    Before Kuafu died1800 years ago

    "How are you, mother?"  -< >./

    In the dense jungle, Hou Yi, dressed in camouflage uniform, was moving on the treetops. Under his looming figure, his aura had disappeared in nature.

    She had just left her master, a legendary and obsessed man.  She was making the journey home alone. Although she was a little lonely without anyone to accompany her, leaving her master made her feel painful, and there was some inexplicable emotion in her heart. But when she thought of returning to her mother, her heart suddenly changed.  Rejuvenated.  At the same time, he thought to himself that after defeating the demon clan and honoring his mother, he would return to his master and never leave.

    Soon after walking through the jungle, Hou Yi arrived at a canyon.

    The canyon is long and dangerous, and the cliffs hanging straight down are frightening. Looking at the bottom of the canyon, it is so dark that it looks like a bottomless pit.

    As a second-generation witch clan, Hou Yi had experienced hundreds of battles under the training of his master, so how could he be afraid of this small canyon.

    When he was about to jump during a run-up, there was an inexplicable throbbing in the valley, which made Hou Yi stop his movements and lie down on the edge of the valley. Hou Yi listened to the noise in the valley and murmured in confusion: "It seems that someone is shouting below.  I, is there a treasure down there? This is what Master said about divine objects having spirits."  As he spoke, his eyes lit up like two lights, making it difficult to look directly at him.

    Standing up again, Hou Yi exhaled and returned to the jungle with a cheerful smile.

    Hou Yi, who was often taken to the wilderness by Dante, naturally knew how to use nature for his own benefit.  Not a single time.  Hou Yi made about 200 meters of jungle hemp rope.

    "This is enough."  After saying this, Hou Yi picked up a stone and threw it into the valley, while counting in his mind.  But after a long time, Hou Yi didn't hear the sound again.

    "It seems it's still not enough." Hou Yi stood up and returned to the jungle, continuing to weave hemp rope.

    "Let's make it longer."  Thinking like this, one day passed before she knew it, and Hou Yi had woven 10,000 meters of hemp rope. This workload was nothing for a witch tribe like her.

    After fixing the fixed point, Hou Yi pulled the jungle hemp rope.  Drop down a steep and vertical cliff.

    We descended 1,000 meters very smoothly, but we still couldn¡¯t see the bottom of the valley. The wind from the bottom of the valley blew up from below, like a monster blowing there.  It's really chilling.

    Even Hou Yi, who had experienced hundreds of battles, swallowed his saliva at this time, but it was not her character to go back with nothing.

    ¡°If you go back like this, you will definitely lose your master¡¯s reputation.¡± After muttering, Hou Yi descended another thousand meters.

    ¡°At worst, I¡¯ll go back later.¡±

    Thinking like this, Hou Yi gained momentum again and kept falling down to the end of the hemp rope, which was 10,000 meters away.

    Looking at the bottomless pit below, which was still dark and cold in winter, Hou Yi was about to give up again.  The throbbing started again, and Hou Yi heard it and said, "I'll make it up again after I get up there. How can I give up?"  With that said, he was about to climb up again.

    But after only climbing one step, I felt a sense of powerlessness on the hemp rope.

    "oops".

    Huh~~, Hou Yi fell into the bottomless pit, and only the sound spread all the way to the top of the bottomless valley.

    At the point where Hou Yi fixed the hemp rope.  A rodent kept chewing the hemp rope, and when it heard a "ghost roar" coming from the valley, it was frightened and rushed into the jungle.

    Hou Yi, who was free to fall to the ground, didn't know how long he had been falling. He was just too bored and fell asleep.

    when Wake up.  Hou Yi found himself on solid ground.

    He jumped up and Hou Yi noticed.  There was something in his hand. When he lowered his head, he saw that it was a white long bow as tall as himself.

    The thick bowstring gave her a very comfortable feeling, and a sense of intimacy between flesh and blood.

    "Shetian Gong. Ah, your name is Shetian Gong. It turns out to be made from the eyelashes of Father God Pangu and a fragment of Kaitian God's axe. Although it's weird, it sounds super powerful. I've decided.  From now on, you will be my Hou Yi¡¯s exclusive weapon.¡±

    I just heard a faint whisper coming from the bow.

    "What a treasure. With you, the demon clan will no longer be our opponent, and our witch clan will be the only one in the world, haha~".

    Shetian Gong was vibrating violently, as if a little excited.

    "Haha~, I accidentally imitated the master's tone, but forget it, don't worry about such trivial things. Oh, how are we going to go back? I seemed to have fallen asleep when I fell down just now."

    Looking up, I saw that this canyon was not very high, only twenty meters high.?About.

    The Sky Shooting Bow vibrated again.

    "I see, it turns out that you are protected by the heaven and earth magic circle here. Now that you have recognized the master, the heaven and earth magic circle can no longer be defeated. That's it."

    With a slight bow and a slight jump, Hou Yi jumped out of a height of more than a hundred meters, fell from the air, and landed heavily on the ground.

    "Let's go home."

    Feeling the faint vibration coming from Gong, Hou Yi carried him behind him and jumped across the canyon.

    Not long after, Hou Yi returned to the main camp of the Houtu tribe.

    I also met my mother, Empress Houtu.

    Like countless children seeing their mother, Hou Yi also acted coquettishly towards her mother.  Hou Tu also doted on this child who was born from his own essence, blood and flesh.

    Hou Tu also naturally asked what Hou Yi had learned from Dandin. Looking at the magic bow on Hou Yi's back, she thought it was given to her by Dandin. She thought to herself that Dandin was good to the child.

    However, when Hou Yi pinched his fingers and told all the things that Dante had done with her, Hou Tu's face became even more livid. If it weren't for her daughter in front of her, her murderous intent would have enveloped thousands of miles around.  .

    "Mom, you don't know, if you put that bug in your mouth and bite it, there will be a sound, it will snap and snap."

    As Hou Yi spoke, there was glistening saliva left on the corner of his mouth.

    The corners of Hou Tu¡¯s mouth were twitching, and his head was already covered with black lines, ¡®That bastard made my daughter suffer so much¡¯.

    ??Thinking to myself.  Next time I meet Dante, I want him to look good.  However, my daughter, who never seemed to grow up, is now tall and graceful, and she still has a trace of gratitude to Dante.  However, when she thought of what Dante had done to her, Houtu felt the urge to beat Dante up no matter what.

    At this time, a first aid letter was sent.

    She is Empress Xuanming among the Twelve Ancestral Witches. Her main tribe was attacked by the ten demon saints led by the demon master Kunpeng of the demon clan and needed support.

    Houtu set out immediately, taking with him the six great shamans of the Houtu tribe.  It was time to set off, and Hou Yi naturally wanted to follow. However, Hou Tu still only regarded Hou Yi as a little girl who had not grown up, even though his own daughter had grown up physically.  But his strength has not improved much, it is only a little more powerful than ordinary immortals, so naturally he disagrees.  With all the troops and horses together, they rushed towards the Xuanming tribe at full speed.

    Although Hou Yi, who stayed at the Houtu tribe's base camp, was disappointed that he could not fight alongside his mother, after ten years with Danding, she also knew what is enough, otherwise it would only make people angry. When Houtu was about to leave, he also  No more fussing.

    Climbing to the observation tower in the center of the tribe, I thought about venturing into the jungle later.  The sky of the Houtu tribe.  The sky was covered with dark clouds. Looking carefully, I saw that a group of monsters had arrived.

    Jiu Ying and Shang Yang, one of the ten demon saints of the demon clan, and a group of demon kings want to sneak attack here if Zeng Houtu is not around.

    Hou Yi admired in his heart that he could attack the east and the west with one hand. He had seized the opportunity to sneak attack here just after his mother left.  Admirable.

    I admire him, but that doesn¡¯t mean Hou Yi will surrender.

    Scooping up the sky bow from behind, Hou Yi extinguished his breath, and a pair of divine eyes glowed with a faint blue light.

    Hou Yi knew that his master liked to call his eyes the "Devil Eye of Direct Death".

    In fact, Hou Yi was not completely able to understand the special meaning of this title to his master.

    but.  Hou Yi liked the look in his master's eyes when he showed interest in his eyes, that was the only way.  Only then did she feel that Master did not regard her as a simple little girl.

    Of course, there is no doubt about the power of these eyes.

    As far as the eye can see, the world is filled with countless red lines and dots.

    The line is the line along which an object is prone to collapse, and the point is death itself.

    Under Hou Yi¡¯s full gaze, he quickly saw through the vague dead center on Jiu Ying¡¯s body.

    When Hou Yi's eyes glowed with blue light from the God's bow in his hand, he started to tremble with excitement.

    Hou Yi pulled out an ordinary arrow from the quiver, and when he set up the bow to shoot, the bow of the God of Shooting Heaven became stable without any trembling.

    At this time, Jiu Ying and Shang Yang had just fallen from the demon cloud. The two demon saints confronted a group of great witches guarding the Houtu tribe's base camp.

    This great witch had a serious expression and was determined to die, while Jiuying and Shang Yang looked at the witches with amusement.  Obviously, they are very confident about this war.

    But before they could be proud, an arrow flew over at an extremely slow speed.  Compared with the reaction speed of the Monster Clan and the Witch Clan, thisArrow did yawn slowly.

    Many people present had time to look at the archer.

    When I saw that it was Hou Yi, a weak and inexperienced member of the witch clan.

    ??The demon clan is a joke, but the witch clan is, well, a bit embarrassing.

    Jiuying yawned and slowly twisted his waist. It seemed that he wanted to use this matter to laugh at the Wu clan.

    It¡¯s just that the unexpected thing is.

    Jiu Ying, who was supposed to have completely escaped, was not hit by an arrow at all.

    I saw Jiu Ying let out a miserable scream, and then Jiu Ying turned into a beast shape, with big white eyes, spitting and fell down.

    The people present were dumbfounded, but Hou Yi did not remain stunned. Zhang Gong shot another arrow.

    Looking at the slow arrow again, Shang Yang didn't know it yet, but it was a life-threatening soul-chasing arrow. He used the law of rain, and the power of rain formed a curtain of rain and pressed against the arrow.

    The arrow was blocked by the rain curtain and was about to fall down.

    "Ah~~".

    Hearing Shang Yang scream again, he saw an arrow stuck in Shang Yang's chest.

    At this time, the witch clan could only look at Hou Yi as if they were looking at legends. Taking this opportunity, the surviving demon kings fled with the bodies of Jiu Ying and Shang Yang.

    They don¡¯t have the strength of Jiuying and Shang Yang, so they don¡¯t think they can catch this arrow.

    A great witch below also knew the principle behind chasing after a poor enemy, so instead of pursuing him, he went to meet the 'Legend'.  (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (shuhaige.) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)-

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