The prehistoric world, the ancestral land of the human race.

The Man's Ancestral Palace.

"Welcome to the Houtu Ancestral Witch to our human race!"

After the guest and host took their seats, Li Luo said to Houtu.

After traveling around the human race, the Houtu ancestral witch finally found the human race's ancestral land.

"Houtu, I have met the ancestor of the human race!"

The girl in purple looked around, and nodded and said when she heard his words.

She looks like she is seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a purple palace outfit and is weak, but Li Luo doesn't dare to underestimate her at all.

"My human race is simple, which makes the ancestor witch laugh!"

Seeing Houtu looking around, his eyes were full of curiosity and no contempt, Li Luo felt good about him.

In the mythology of the previous life, the Houtu ancestor witch was the kindest person in the witch clan. It was precisely because of this that he later became reincarnation and died.

This move earned great fortune and great merit for the Witch Clan. Later, the Lich Decisive Battle also prevented the Witch Clan from being exterminated.

"Yes, your human race has only been around for more than a thousand years. This scene is beyond my expectations!"

Houtu nodded and smiled.

"Thank you for the praise of the ancestor witch, I wonder what is important to come to our human race?"

After a few polite words, Li Luo asked.

Although there were some speculations in my mind, Li Luo hoped that it was not.

Because, he didn't know how to refuse, and he couldn't refuse.

The easy thing for Houtu is to speak, which does not mean that the witch tribe is to speak.

If it is replaced by Zhurong or Dijiang next time, it may be a disaster for the human race.

"My witch tribe and human race are similar in shape, and they all take Pangu Father God as an example. However, the population of our witch tribe is small, and it is extremely difficult to add a new population!"

Hearing Li Luo's question, Houtu organized a speech and said softly: "Last time, the great wizard of our clan, the great wizard of our clan was fortunate to come to your human clan. After learning about the human clan, he reported to us and our ancestor witches. My elder brother wanted to marry the human clan and marry the two clans to increase the population of our wizard clan! What is the idea of ​​this proposal by the ancestors?"

In a few words, the two words not only raised the kindness of the great wizard rain master’s help, but also pointed out the importance of this matter. The twelve great ancestral witches are concerned about it. Can your human race afford it?

Li Luo said in his heart that this statement not only stated the interests of the people, but also used both kindness and power, softness and hardness, and the human race could not agree.

"Before, the Great Wizard Rain Master solved the danger of our human race, and he has not yet thanked the ancestor witch, and he has committed a crime!"

Li Luo had a lot of thoughts in his mind, and looked at Houtu and said, "Mengzu Wu praised him, how can I marry the witch? It's really a terrible human race!"

What to do? Reject or give up?

Ask for foreign aid? The saint of Taiqing can't count on it anymore. As I said before, there is no difference between human race and other races, and he will definitely not care about this kind of thing.

Apart from the Taiqing Saint, who else has the same old relationship with the human race?

It’s just the Holy Mother of the Human race, Nuwa.

Hey, Nuwa...

A flash of inspiration in my mind, Li Luo continued, "How dare Luo make a decision without authorization for the marriage between the two tribes! Our human race has the Holy Mother, Nuwa, and the head of the Human Cultivation Master will take care of you! Luo must report to the two saints and ask the saint to make decisions!"

Your witch clan bullies me, the human race is weak, and my human race is not without a backstage.

Whether it is useful or not, first carry out the two saints.

Of course, if they didn't care, Li Luo would have to agree.

Faced with the strong marriage requirements of the witch clan, what should the human race use to resist?

"Why bother the saints in such a small matter? As the leader of the clan, one can decide with one word!"

When Houtu's pupils shrank slightly when he heard the names of Nuwa and Taiqing, he felt his scalp numb.

She had already experienced the power of the saint during the Lich World War II.

Twelve groups of witches formed the twelve capital gods and demon formation, condensed Pangu's true body, and defeated the demon clan step by step, but they were still not enemies of the saints.

Moreover, although Nuwa has become a saint, she can be regarded as a member of the demon clan camp.

If she had let her know about the marriage between the two witch tribes, how could she agree?

"How can a marriage between two tribes be considered a trivial matter?"

Seeing Houtu's expression, Li Luo smiled in his heart and finally won the game back.

He said, "The temple of the Virgin Mary is above the ancestral temple. Let me pay some sacrifices to report this to the Virgin Mary!"

Then, without saying a word, he stood up and seemed to go to Nuwa Temple.

"Be a man, be patient. This matter can be discussed later, so there is no need to bother the saint!"

Seeing Li Luo's attitude, Houtu hurriedly stopped him.

If Nuwa intervenes, the marriage will definitely be ruined.

Now, there is still room for change.

"It's not that I want to bother the saints. It's really important that the marriage between the two tribes is related. Although Luo is the leader of the human race, he dare not agree easily!"

Li Luoshun got off the donkey and sat back, feeling secretly proud and said.

If it were not forbidden, he would not want to disturb the saint.

As Houtu said, such trivial matters are not necessary.

"Well, the ancestor of the people can think about this matter!"

Hou Tu sighed in his heart, knowing that the purpose of this trip could not be achieved.

"Our human race's life span is short, and in a hundred years it will be just a handful of loess, while the witch race has a long life span! If the two tribes are united, one of them will definitely be lonely for life!"

Li Luo slowed down and stated the pros and cons.

"The gap between the essence of life of the two tribes is like a difference between clouds and mud. There is really no need to marry into the fireflies and bright moon!"

In order to reject Houtu, Li Luo even spared no effort to damage the image of the human race, just to dispel the idea of ​​marriage between the witch clan.

"When I talk about the short life span, I am on the way to the human race, and I see the human race running out of life span and dying from time to time!"

After hearing Li Luo's words, Houtu changed the topic and talked about what he saw on the road to the human race.

Then, she asked, "In the past, I have never seen any creature die due to exhaustion of life. Can the ancestors of humans know why?"

Li Luo stood up, walked out of the Renzu Hall with his hands on his back, and looked at the human tribe outside the billions of miles away.

"Our human race inherits the creation of Nuwa. At that time, we will obtain the innate body, live for a thousand years, and lift a thousand pounds!"

Li Luo said leisurely: "When our human race has been passed down to the tenth generation, all the human races born have faded into acquired bodies, with a lifespan of only 100 years and less than a thousand pounds of strength!"

Turning around and looking at Houtu, he continued, "I was shocked and scared when that was the case!"

"Did the Virgin abandon my human race? Why did it become like this?"

"Later, I finally thought of it! The saint's siege will be killed for nine generations!"

"It is a blessing for our human race to be able to obtain the remaining shade of the Virgin Mary! It is also a test for our human race to be exhausted!"

"Even if the life span is only a hundred years, our human race has endless wisdom and can rely on our own hands to create a better future!"

Speaking of this, Li Luo was filled with excitement and his face was full of pride.

"I only hate that my cultivation is low and I cannot open up a place of reincarnation! Those who die in our human race cannot reincarnate and reincarnate to our human race again. I hate it!"

Speaking of this, Li Luo sighed slightly.

"Reincarnation? What is reincarnation?"
Chapter completed!