The ancient martial arts master traveled through time

The news that the three Foshill brothers were defeated by Ruan Xiaojiu spread throughout the entire intersection in a short time. People were talking about it. The merchants and gangsters passing by learned that several people were injured, and those who had some grudges against them came to their door, trying to take their lives while they were injured.

But although the three Foshils were no match for Ruan Xiaojiu, nor were they to be bullied by any loser, after they killed a few of those who were causing trouble, it was considered a tribute to the old man. From then on, the border area returned to its normal state.

After Rong Jialuo left the danger zone, he said goodbye to Ruan Xiaojiu and others.

Because just after Ruan Xiaojiu defeated the three Buddhist brothers, there was a big commotion, and Rong Jialuo's people also followed the clues and found Rong Jialuo.

Someone was waiting for Rong Jialuo, and Ruan Siqi felt relieved. Before leaving, Rong Jialuo felt a surge of emotion, some of which he couldn't express. He bowed and said, "Although great favors are not appreciated, I still want to thank you for saving my life." He bowed deeply and said, "I don't have anything to repay you with at the moment, but there is still a long way to go. If you come to Mingyue Kingdom, this prince will definitely treat you well."

Ruan Siqi smiled and said, "You're welcome, Third Prince. It's our fate that I was able to save you. Don't worry about it." Ruan Siqi said politely.

"How can this be? You saved me, I'm not ungrateful. I mean what I say, don't disbelieve me. If there's a chance to use me in the future, I will definitely do my best to help you."

Seeing his serious expression, Ruan Siqi could only say, "Thank you, Third Prince. I will definitely visit your Mingyue Kingdom when I have the chance in the future."

He looked at the guards behind Rong Jialuo, then looked at the sky, and said, "It's getting late. Let's say goodbye here and see you later." Ruan Siqi bowed.

Rong Jialuo also knew that all good things must come to an end, so she could only say, "See you later..."

Ruan Xiaojiu was waiting lazily not far away, while Xiao Zeming and Ye Tingshen were guarding beside them. They were unwilling to have too much contact with Rong Jialuo.

Before leaving, Rong Jialuo glanced at Ruan Xiaojiu, turned around and left without looking back.

The few of them finally arrived at the territory of the Witch Clan. Most of the people here wore the same clothes, which was very strange.

Unlike the costumes of other countries, the Wu tribe's clothes have a very special totem pattern on the collar.

Ruan Siqi and the others took a closer look and saw that it was actually a giant python with bared fangs and claws, which was a bit creepy.

But judging from the expressions of the Wu people, they care a lot about this totem, otherwise they would not have embroidered the totem in such a conspicuous place.

Except for Ruan Xiaojiu, Ye Tingshen frowned slightly, and Ruan Siqi was a little worse, Xiao Zeming was the most uncomfortable. He felt like he was being stabbed in the back when walking among the crowd of Wu people.

The Wu people were wary of their arrival and looked very unfriendly.

Although Ruan Xiaojiu and the others were puzzled and didn't understand why they were so hostile to them, since they didn't take any action, they just pretended not to see anything and no one asked what was going on.

It wasn't until they entered their valley that they realized what was going on.

It turned out that they had just been attacked by Kunlun Mountain not long ago. If Di Jingchen had not returned in time, their Wu clan would have been controlled by Kunlun Mountain and forced to provide them with poisonous insects and work for them.

No one wants to live a life of dependence on others, so they are very resistant to outsiders.

The Wu tribe does not occupy a large area, but it is very united and has a clear division of labor.

Ruan Xiaojiu and his companions were walking down the street when someone suddenly shouted, "The Saint's carriage is coming! Look..."

As soon as the voice fell, several people saw three particularly large white horses pulling a luxurious carriage slowly approaching not far ahead.

By the time the saint lady approached, Ruan Xiaojiu and the others had been pushed aside by the crowd.

But a few people still saw the saint. She was sitting upright in the carriage, her plain white dress fluttering in the wind, and her face was covered with a veil, like a newly blooming lily, exuding a pure and flawless aura.

The gentleness and peace between her eyebrows and eyes are like moonlight falling on a quiet lake, which makes people feel respect and dare not easily desecrate this holiness and elegance.

Ruan Xiaojiu found this saintly lady more pleasing to the eye than Shangguan Xue.

Ruan Siqi and others looked at this saint who was supported and respected by everyone, but felt something strange.

They couldn't put it into words, but after just a few glances, they felt that this saint was extremely beautiful and charming, and they were deeply attracted to her.

The Holy Maiden of the Wu Clan is in charge of the cultivation and reproduction of all poisonous insects of the Wu Clan. Since the death of Shangguan Xue, the Wu Clan has re-elected a Holy Maiden, named Wu Xinlan.

The Holy Lord is the source of faith and courage for all the people in the Wu clan.

The saints are there to assist the Holy Lord in protecting the witch tribe and maintaining order among the witch tribe.

The clan leader and elders are there to teach the clan members knowledge and are responsible for passing on the culture and skills of the witch clan, teaching the younger generations and ensuring the continuation and development of the witch clan.