Compared to a few days ago, the new village of Wushanbu has become very different.

The original earth-and-stone parapet at the entrance of the valley has become a copper wall that is three times higher and twice as thick, and is made of pure metal. On the wall, which shone black and shining in the sun, every three zhang was a huge rune witch array, and between the nodes of the runes were inlaid with countless thumb-sized witch crystals of various colors.

On the parapet stood warriors in heavy armor, the fully enclosed armor with smooth lines and exquisite craftsmanship, and the cuirass carved with a blazing flame emblem. The black armor and the red coat of arms are particularly dazzling in contrast.

Ji Hao's divine sense swept over these heavily armored warriors, and his heart couldn't help but sink.

This is not the strength that the Wushan Department should have, on the hundred-zhang long parapet alone, there are actually twenty Wu-level warriors standing, and the other warriors are all Xiaowu's peak strength, with the war beasts squatting beside them, the combat power on this parapet is comparable to several Wushan Divisions.

The giant eagle hovered above the parapet, and Meng Mastiff took out the token representing his identity as an envoy of the Witch Palace, and shouted loudly on his toes.

The warrior on the parapet stood still like a statue.

Meng Mastiff's face turned blue with anger, and his tone became more and more unpolite: "Presumptuous, do you want to usher in the thunderous anger of my witch palace?"

After a while, with the sound of muddy footsteps, Elder Tieyan, who had changed into a neat silk robe, had a pure gold belt inlaid with a large piece of beautiful jade wrapped around his waist, and his hair and beard were neatly combed, and slowly walked up to the parapet.

Ji Hao's pupils narrowed suddenly, the original Tieyan Elder had always been bare-chested and bare-backed, either wrapped in a piece of animal skin or wearing a short shirt made of burlap, and his two thick arms were always exposed, in order to facilitate the exploration of ore veins or knocking iron ingots.

But the Iron Rock Elder in front of him.

Ji Hao's eyes lit up. Waves of divine consciousness were like flowing water constantly sweeping over Elder Tieyan's robes.

Silk, yes, is indeed the primary color of silk, a touch of beige silk, the craftsmanship is extremely exquisite. Although there is no dyeing, there is no jacquard. However, the silk is heavy and silky, and it is a high-quality silk that is extracted and woven into silk by very clever craftsmanship.

Moreover, the sewing skills of this robe are also very exquisite, the needle and thread are smoothly ironed, and they are neatly worn on Elder Tieyan's body, setting him off very tall and burly. A silk robe of this quality is obviously not something that can be made by Wushanbu.

And Elder Tie Yan's hair and beard were meticulously groomed, and Ji Hao even smelled the faint smell of flower oil emanating from his hair. Can you imagine an old blacksmith who spends his days working with ores, furnaces, ingots, and sledgehammers taking care of himself with essential oils soaked in fresh flower petals?

Ji Hao quietly stretched out a finger. Gently point back.

Feng Xing quietly left the giant eagle's back, silently turning into a phantom and fleeing into the distance. He's an archer, and only enough distance can allow him to do his most damage.

Yu Mu hugged his belly and hummed in a low voice: "Stomach pain, I, I have a bad stomach, alas, mine find a pit......"

It's crisp. Yu Mu jumped off the giant eagle and fell heavily to the ground. Then he rushed into the dense forest all the way to find the pit. Ji Hao's divine sense shrouded the mountains and forests, and he found that the dead fat man had indeed circled an arc towards the other end of the valley.

This valley was carved out by Ji Hao and them, and they naturally knew that only one stream in the valley was the only source of water. If Yumu, the dead fat man, sprinkled something in the stream, the people of Wushan would definitely be 'grateful' to him.

Taiji looked at Fengxing and Yumu in the distance blankly, and opened his mouth to say something. The young man curled his right index finger. The knuckles slammed hard into his soft underbelly. The sharp pain hit, Taiji's face suddenly turned pale, and a cold sweat spurted out of his forehead.

Shaosi said lightly: "Brother, are you sick again?" Lord Deacon, I'll take Brother to find some herbs to relieve pain...... Brutal. Help me take care of Taiji!"

Holding Taisi in one hand, Shaosi took the hand of the overwhelmed brute, and also jumped off the giant eagle and quickly broke into the mountains and forests.

Ji Hao couldn't help laughing, unconsciously, this temporary small team already had such a tacit understanding?

This feeling is really good, Ji Hao puffed up his chest with a smile, and then his face changed suddenly, and he pointed at Elder Tieyan and scolded angrily: "Old ghost, do you dare to come out to see us?" Deacon Meng Mastiff, it was this old guy who trapped us underground. If it weren't for the sudden collapse of the rock wall, revealing a dark river for us to escape, we would have been trapped underneath!"

Meng Mastiff was so angry by Elder Tie Yan's demeanor of 'honor and disgrace not shocked' that his brain hurt, in the face of the messenger of the Witch Palace, Elder Tie Yan should have wept and repented continuously, and then knelt on the ground and begged Meng Mastiff to raise his noble hand and let go of Wushan, and then give him a thick bribe!

Why did this old guy dare to appear so swaggering and calm in front of him?

Meng Mastiff was secretly angry in his heart, and he didn't care about how unreliable the excuses they made for Shaosi and Yumu, anyway, with Ji Hao by his side, this was a human witness. With the human evidence, coupled with the strength of the Wu Palace, Meng Mastiff is not afraid of being small, and only the Wushan Department with a population of 200,000 can turn the sky upside down!

Almost jumping on his feet, Meng Mastiff shouted loudly at Ji Hao's words: "Tie Yan, are you guilty?"

Elder Tie Yan looked at Ji Hao, his brows furrowed tightly, and a trace of doubt flashed across his face. But soon, Elder Tie Yan smiled easily, and said with a grinning smile: "What is my crime? Deacon Meng Mastiff, I still want to find justice for your Witch Palace." ”

Elder Tie Yan shouted sharply: "The people sent by your Wushan Tribe, when the beasts attacked my Wushan Tribe's station, actually escaped in fear, causing thousands of deaths and injuries to my Wushan Tribe, this account, our Wushan Tribe, we have to settle it with your Witch Palace!"

Taking a deep breath, Elder Tie Yan said angrily: "I originally thought that these little cubs had already escaped and didn't dare to come back, and I also said that I would go to the Witch Hall to settle accounts with them in a few days, but I didn't expect them to send them to the door again!

Meng Mastiff was stunned, and then shouted angrily: "Presumptuous! Tie Yan, you are so bold!"

A slow voice came from afar: "Hehe, the Wushan tribe is a clan of my Lieshan clan, and the Wushan tribe is the clansman of my Lieshan clan." To look down on the Wushan tribe is to look down on my Lieshan clan...... Meng Mastiff, are you looking for death?"

A tall, handsome young man slowly walked up to the parapet and looked proudly at Ji Hao and Meng Mastiff.

Elder Tie Yan smiled and bowed to the young man: "Emperor Xu, it's a trivial matter, where do you need to come forward?"

Emperor Ji Hao looked at Meng Mastiff for some reason.

Meng Mastiff's face was already ugly, as if he had just fallen into a thousand catties of shit. (To be continued......)