Is the wicked female fat and ugly? All the beast husbands are vying to wash her skirt.

Chapter 452 The Black Witch

Su Luoluo felt a chill run down her spine as she looked at the moving red dot on the map.

He looked away and asked the system, "System, what is that?"

Su Luoluo habitually asked the system, but forgot that the system connected within this map was completely different from that unreliable system.

When asked, there was still no response from the other party.

Su Luoluo: "."

For the first time, she felt that the unreliable system was actually quite good; although it was unreliable, it basically answered all her questions.

Although there are occasional times when they don't speak, those situations are quite rare.

The system in front of us is powerful, but it speaks far too little.

It seems like I only have a one-way response to it.

That is, it can ask itself questions, but it doesn't answer them.

Su Luoluo pursed her lips, wondering whether she should ask that unreliable system for information or send someone to check what had happened in Yangyaozi Valley, when Si Zheng returned from afar carrying a tree branch.

Seeing Su Luoluo sitting blankly on the ground, he quickly put the branch down, bent down and hugged her, his face full of concern as he asked, "Luoluo, what's wrong?"

The other party's silent approach startled Su Luoluo, and a cold sweat began to break out on her forehead. Could this system have been exposed just like that?
She glanced nervously at the sky; the pale blue light map had vanished without her noticing.

Su Luoluo breathed a sigh of relief; the system's response speed was quite fast.

She composed herself and shook her head. "I'm fine, I just feel a little cold."

Upon hearing this, Si Zheng looked her up and down, and after confirming that she was alright, she removed her hand from her and said gently, "I'll start a fire now."

Autumn nights are not as hot as summer nights, so when sleeping outdoors, you need to light a fire to keep warm.

Si Zheng was just worried that Su Luoluo would catch a cold, so she went to pick up some tree branches.

The red and yellow flames rose from the ground, bringing considerable heat.

Su Luoluo wasn't as cold as before, but she hadn't completely calmed down either. After thinking for a moment, she still spoke up: "I had a dream when I was sleeping just now. The gods told me that there was something strange happening in Yangyaozi Valley. Sizheng, do you think there might really be a problem there?"

Si Zheng, who was about to lie down, sat up abruptly upon hearing this. She then took out three white seashells from her pocket and placed them on the ground. Her fingers moved nimbly over the three white seashells while she muttered incantations.

Su Luoluo didn't know exactly what Si Zheng was doing, but she was familiar with the method; Si Zheng was probably telling fortunes.

She did not make a sound to disturb them.

She couldn't tell these people what she saw on the map, so she could only remind them in the name of the gods.

After a while, Si Zheng picked up the seashells on the ground.

Then his expression turned serious. "The Black Witches are coming."

"Black witches? What are those?"

Si Zheng draped the clean animal clothing over Su Luoluo's shoulders, then reached out and hugged her, saying, "They are a rather troublesome existence in the Beast World Continent. Luoluo, I need to take you back first. This matter needs to be discussed with the others."

Su Luoluo nodded upon hearing this.

Before she finished speaking, Su Luoluo was teleported back to the tribe by Si Zheng and taken directly to the cabin.

Seeing him take her back to the cabin, Su Luoluo was still sweating bullets.

He's really fearless and does all sorts of things that invite hatred.

She closed her eyes, bracing herself for the sarcastic remarks of the others, but to her surprise, the cabin was completely silent.

Is the sun rising in the west?

The others didn't come out. Perhaps it's too late, so they've all gone to sleep.

Su Luoluo shook her head. Impossible, those people weren't Jue Shen's.

Su Luoluo felt a little strange, but she wasn't feeling well, so she went back to her room to change her clothes.

After seeing her off, Si Zheng turned and walked back into the tribe.

Exhausted after a long day, Su Luoluo drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up the next day, it was already broad daylight.

Thinking about what she had seen yesterday, she changed her clothes, washed up, and prepared to head to the tribe.

As she left the cabin, she glanced down the corridor and noticed that all the doors were open, but none of the people were there.

I don't know where they went; they've been gone since early this morning.

Su Luoluo walked towards the tribe with doubts in her heart. When she arrived at the tribal square, she found a large group of people gathered there.

She leaned over and looked over.

His eyes widened instantly.

Wasn't that the strange group she saw last night?

How did I end up here?

A group of people dressed in black animal skins and holding shields stood in the square in perfect unison.

Last night it was dark, and Su Luoluo couldn't see clearly. But in the bright daylight, she noticed that what those people were holding weren't shields at all, but clearly white tortoise shells.

Coupled with that sinister face, the overall look is extremely eerie.

The leader, leaning on a skull scepter of unknown origin, led a group of people behind him to bow respectfully to Mo Xuan, saying, "Young Master, the Lord has sent us to take you home."

Mo Xuan didn't even glance at him upon hearing this, and coldly turned his head away, saying, "I'm not going. Go back and tell that person that I will never go back in my life."

"Young Master, the Lord said that he must bring you back."

As soon as he finished speaking, the leader immediately attacked Mo Xuan.

A black, sharp claw suddenly appeared in the air, emitting a dark light, and aimed at Mo Xuan's arm.

Mo Xuan ducked and turned around, instantly freeing himself from the claws on his shoulder. He then produced a large black ball in his hand. Upon closer inspection, the ball appeared to be made of dense, impenetrable fur.

Before Su Luoluo could even see clearly, the large ball was swung from Mo Xuan's hand and aimed directly at the person who had launched the sneak attack. In an instant, countless tiny needles, as fine as cow hair, surrounded the person's head.

Mo Xuan hovered in mid-air, forced the man back, and then withdrew without making things difficult for him.

After being forced back by the fur ball, the man's expression was not angry but rather he smiled and said, "Young Master's skills have improved a lot. The Lord will surely be pleased to know this."

Mo Xuan paid no attention to the man's flattery and snorted coldly, saying, "Tell him that ever since he abandoned me in the wilderness, the father-son relationship between us has been severed."

Upon hearing this, the man did not argue, but lowered his head even more respectfully and said, "Young Master, please calm down. I will definitely go back and report what you have said to the monarch. Please grant me a token to prove that I have been here."

Upon hearing this, Mo Xuan sneered again: "After all this time, he's still as suspicious as ever, and you people are still so devoted to him. Mo Han really knows how to manage his subordinates!"

"Please, young master, bestow upon me a gift!"

Even after being mocked by Mo Xuan, the leader still made his request respectfully.

Mo Xuan casually plucked a leopard hair from his clothes and tossed it over, saying, "Take it! Tell him not to bother me again."

The man scooped up the black leopard fur floating in the air and nodded, saying, "Thank you, young master. I'll take my leave now."

(End of this chapter)