Houtu, wearing a white dress, stepping on a pair of snow-white board shoes, and his long black hair was cut into a good-looking hairstyle, walking cautiously.

Looking at Houtu's appearance, she was obviously afraid that her beloved shoes would get dirty, and by the time she returned to the hill where the Wu people lived, it was already dark.

These people of the Wu clan live in the cave and look like primitive people, but these Wu people are sturdy, like humanoid beasts, and when this dressed Houtu returned to the mountain, naturally all the Wu people were attracted to her, or rather, all the people were attracted by Houtu's beautiful clothes and shoes under their feet.

For these witches, the beauty of this kind of clothing is completely beyond their imagination.

"Little... Younger sister......? Dijiang and other ancestors were naturally inevitably attracted by Houtu, looking at Houtu, Dijiang and others almost didn't dare to recognize each other.

Compared to the surrounding witches dressed in animal skins and leaves, wearing dresses and white sneakers, Houtu and them are almost like people from two worlds.

"Well, big brother, I'm back......", Houtu said with a smile on his face and a heavy nod.

As he spoke, he looked at the familiar people around him with a look of surprise and envy in his eyes, and the little vanity in Houtu's heart was greatly satisfied.

"What are you wearing? Not animal skins, not leaves......".

Di Jiang's eyes were obviously also attracted by the clothes worn by Hou Tu, and after looking carefully for a moment, he couldn't tell what kind of material this dress was made of, anyway, it was very beautiful, and the white dress was also dotted with a few beautiful flowers, which was even more ingenious.

"I don't know, it was given to me by Brother Dongfang Yu, I like it very much", touching the dress on his body, the smooth fabric feels very comfortable to the touch, not at all comparable to animal fur and leaves, and there is a smile on Houtu's face.

"Dongfang Jade, ......", hearing this, Di Jiang's brows furrowed slightly.

For this guy who can't see through it at all, Di Jiang's heart always feels a little uneasy, compared to others, as the head of the twelve ancestral witches, Di Jiang's heart is naturally more mature, a guy who can't see through ability, but is very magical, Di Jiang's defense of him is much stronger than other witch clans.

The heart of defending people is indispensable to such a truth, Di Jiang naturally understands, and besides, Dongfang Yu deliberately lives nearby, who knows if he has any other thoughts?

However, Dongfang Yu saved Houtu after all, and seeing that Houtu liked Dongfang Jade very much, Dijiang would not say anything, nodded and let Houtu rest.

For these primitive people's life mode, they have to rest when it gets dark, which is something they are used to.

It's just that when I returned to the cave where I usually lived, looking at the dim environment here, Houtu couldn't help but think of the lights in the Dongfang Jade House, which was very bright, and as long as you pressed it with your fingers, it was really amazing.

Looking at the place where he slept with leaves and plants, Houtu remembered the sofa he was sitting on before, it was very soft, and it must be very comfortable to sleep on it, right?

Looking at the place where he usually sleeps, Houtu even hesitated a little and didn't dare to lie down, his white dress, he was afraid that it would get dirty if he lay down......

Of course, Dongfang Yu doesn't know what kind of mind Houtu is.

Not to mention that the existence of Houtu is inherently respectful, in fact, even if there is no identity of Houtu, Dongfang Yu will treat her as a sister, just like the fawn she met in the corpse brother plane, and even the fawn has no one to take care of in her own plane, Dongfang Yu has brought her back to the real world.

It's just that after coming to Dongfang Yu's cultivation hut, this fantasy journey is like a seed rooted in Houtu's heart, so that she can't forget it at all, early the next morning, looking at the wild fruits and fresh meat that the second brother Candle Jiuyin brought to him, Houtu just ate a bite and couldn't eat it.

Normally, Houtu has never regarded eating as enjoyment, it's like breathing, just for simple survival, but since eating a bowl of instant noodles at Dongfang Yu, Houtu knows that the original delicious food is also very enjoyable.

"By the way, Brother Dongfang Yu said yesterday that as long as I want, I can go to him at any time......."

After barely eating a fruit, the raw meat couldn't be eaten no matter what, and Houtu was still thinking about the taste of instant noodles in his heart, and then his eyes lit up, and he jumped down the mountain.

Candle Jiuyin looked like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, looked at the back soil that was jumping and leaving, and then looked at the food that had stayed and barely moved, scratched his head, and didn't understand why the little sister ate so little today.

In the morning, the android Xiaohong cooked a pot of porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork, a thick and sticky porridge, sprinkled with a little green onion, and the aroma was compelling.

Hou Tu came to Dongfang Yu's hut, Dongfang Yu naturally greeted her with a smile to dine together, on the dining table, Hou Tu and Dongfang Yu sat opposite each other, it seems that although the breakfast is not very rich, it is just preserved egg and lean porridge with a little mustard shreds, but even so, this is a rare delicacy for the Red Queen.

The porridge drank three bowls, and at the end of the drink, Poros next to him touched his stomach.

Well, as a servant, it seems that this morning's breakfast has to be solved by itself, and this porridge should have its own portion, but it seems that it is gone.

"Well, it seems that the future meals will need to be cooked for four people......", Xiaohong, an artificial man next to him, said silently in his heart.

She can see that if nothing else, from now on, Houtu will come here to eat.

"Ah, it's so full, it's so delicious......", preserved egg porridge with shredded mustard, I ate three bowls, Houtu touched his bulging belly, and lay down in the back with the appearance of a salted fish, squinting his eyes with satisfaction.

This is the real food, where are the wild fruits and raw meat in the mountains?

"If you like it, come here to eat in the future......", looking at Houtu's satisfied appearance, Dongfang Yu smiled slightly and said.

For Dongfang Yu, it's just an extra pair of chopsticks, as long as Houtu is willing to eat, Dongfang Yu will not be stingy to this point.

"Really? Brother Dongfang, you are too good to me......", listening to Dongfang Yu's words, Houtu was so happy that he almost jumped up, looking very excited.

In the following days, Houtu often ran to Dongfang Yu's cultivation hut, and slowly figured out the law of Dongfang Yu, and she refused to leave behind three meals a day.

Fortunately, Dongfang Yu's place of residence is not far from the place where these witch clans are located, and Hou Tu is one of the twelve ancestral witches, even if her current strength has not grown, it is still not a problem for her to rush to the road, and it will not waste much time.

Therefore, in the next half a month, Houtu ran to Dongfang Yu at least three times a day, and gradually, he became obsessed with entertainment methods such as TV dramas.

Slowly, Houtu spent more time with Dongfang Yu than she did with the Wu Clan.

For this situation of Houtu, other ancestors and witches, and even the Wu clan naturally saw it in their eyes, at the beginning, Di Jiang and Candle Jiuyin and the others didn't think much about it, and felt that Houtu was just grateful for Dongfang Yu's life-saving grace, so they were closer to him, and Dongfang Yu had never done anything unfavorable to Houtu, or even to the Wu clan.

But today, Houtu has stayed on Dongfang Yu's side for a longer time, and he has stayed in the Wu Clan for even less, which makes Dijiang and the others a little unacceptable.

There is a situation in modern society, for example, if you have a daughter, who has been raised for more than 20 years, she has always lived at home, that is, family, but when this daughter gets married, she will follow other men, no matter what, as a parent, or even a brother or sister, there will be a sense of loss.

It's the sense of loss that one's own family has become someone else's family.

For Di Jiang and Candle Jiuyin and others, the existence of Houtu is equivalent to their family, slowly, Houtu has stayed on Dongfang Yu's side for a longer time, and the time to return to the Wu clan is getting less and less, this feeling makes their hearts spring up with a sense of disparity that their little sister has been abducted by others.

This sense of disparity made these ancestors feel more or less resentful of Dongfang Yu in their hearts.

After all, at this time, the world was just opened, and these ancestral witches were born for more than two years, and they had no concept of marriage at all, and they had never seen those women who married other people's wives, so for the situation in Houtu, these ancestral witches not only felt emotionally lagged, but even intellectually had no reason to persuade themselves.

On this night, the moon hung high in the sky, and the whole mountain seemed very silent, and Di Jiang stood alone on the side of the mountain, looking at the end of a sheep's intestine path.

As the sky darkened, Dijiang had been standing here for three hours, and Houtu still hadn't appeared.

"Big brother, little sister, hasn't she come back yet? Aren't you going to come back tonight? ”。

At this time, Candle Jiuyin came behind Di Jiang, looked at the uninhabited road, and said with a somewhat ugly face.

"Well, it seems that the guy named Dongfang Yu is indeed very powerful, and he can actually deceive our little sister away, second brother, today the two of us will personally go and bring our little sister back."

As the head of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, a look of anger flashed across Di Jiang's face.