A white dress, handsome face, long hair hangs behind her back, and a smile on her face. She stood at the end of the bridge, her eyes were as clear as a lake, without any impurities, looking at Houtu. Houtu is indeed a rare beauty on the prehistoric land, and her appearance is indeed comparable to Nuwa.

However, before Nuwa became a saint, she was charming from the demon clan, but Houtu gave people a sense of heavy and softness. She couldn't have any insignificant thoughts. She swayed the folding fan in her hand, and Chen Yuyang looked like a handsome scholar at this moment, just those pure eyes that looked like stars, which made Houtu's heart pound.

As the little deer bumped into his heart, Houtu quickly took two steps back, with red clouds on both cheeks. He was blessed with a little blessing and said softly: "I have met Brother Qingyang, Brother Dao Jin'an!"

Chen Yuyang broke his folding fan and said lightly: "Fellow Taoist Houtu doesn't need to be too polite!"

He smiled slightly, took a step forward, approached Houtu. Houtu's face became even more shy, and his voice became lighter again, as if he saw his husband's woman, his face flushed, and his voice hummed, "I wonder if Brother Qingyang came out of the North Sea, what advice would he have for Houtu?"

Chen Yuyang said silently, just looking at the human ghost flying around, mocking, disdain and anger. After watching for a long time, Chen Yuyang opened the folding fan, slowly slapped in front of him twice, and said in a soft voice: "I have nothing to do with this time, I am just giving some advice to fellow Taoist Houtu for a chance?"

Houtu immediately moved his beautiful eyes and said, "Oh? What an opportunity?"

Chen Yuyang waved his hand and smiled, "Fellow Taoist Houtu, haven't you seen the human race's ghost disappear?"

Houtu looked around, nodded, and a cold laugh spread throughout the entire prehistoric land. Houtu was a little shocked and trembled. She had never thought that such a small human race would burst out with such ghost power after death. These human races seemed to be swearing with blood and tears. At this moment, Houtu's eyes seemed to see ghosts and ghosts looking at him coldly, and with their endless anger, swearing to the heavens that in the future, the human race would slaughter the witch clan from generation to generation, and never stop until death.

He saluted Chen Yuyang respectfully, Houtu said: "Brother Qingyang, Houtu knows that my witch tribe is seriously killed and slaughtered the human race. Brother Dao seems to have a close relationship with the human race. I just hope that all the sins will be imposed on Houtu. How can Brother Dao bear the anger Houtu bear it? Please be kind to let my brothers go and let my brothers go!"

Chen Yuyang smiled bitterly and stared at Houtu. Chen Yuyang approached Houtu step by step, and Houtu retreated step by step in fear. After a long time, the fallen leaves and flowers kept floating on the lake surface, and the stream was gurgling, Houtu could almost feel the sound of his heartbeat, pounding.

"Houtu, this prehistoric world is not my final say. Although I can change something, I can only change some things. The prehistoric world is unchangeable. Who should die or who should not die, then there will naturally be a cycle of reincarnation. I am powerless. The disasters of human race are the inevitable result of the heavenly way. Although I have taken care of the human race, I don't want to interfere!"
Chapter completed!