In the dense jungle where there is no sunlight, a hot spring is gurgling with bubbles.

At the bottom of the hot spring, which is visible at the bottom, is a layer of delicate white sand. The surroundings of the spring are clean and a large black stone slab. The spring water that constantly gushes out from the ground flows out along several traces on the stone slabs, and soon seeps into the thick humus surroundings and disappears.

Ji Wushu was soaked comfortably in the hot spring, and a faint light of fire appeared on her skin from time to time.

Jiang Xi was carrying a red monster python about a meter long, walking slowly around the hot spring, reciting obscure and ancient spells. The monster python's neck was cut open by a black jade knife on Jiang Xi's hand, and the red red snake blood emitted from high temperature continued to flow down, and it condensed into dozens of strange runes the size of human heads on the stone slab beside the hot spring.

Seven or eight women with a height of nearly three meters, tall and big, and covered in tendons, stood by the hot spring, constantly throwing medicine bags made of grass leaves, big and small, into the hot spring.

Sometimes, they throw some strange things into the hot springs, such as the length of the animal teeth of adults, various strange poison glands, poison sacs, various inexplicable insect corpses, carapaces, etc.

The originally clear hot spring slowly changed color. Under the urging of Jiang Xi's magic, the spring water gradually turned into a blood-stripped red juice. A trace of red gas kept drilling into Ji Wu's body from the spring water. Ji Wu's body twitched violently, and his rough face gradually became distorted and ferocious.

A few miles away, Ji Hao stood at the top of a towering tree, smiling at the movement here.

Old stone was wandering around the big tree in distress. His body was too heavy, and no tree could bear his weight. He could only look at Ji Hao anxiously, curious about what he saw.

A tree demon, who can generally see the division of human limbs, still looks like an old tree, stands beside the old stone, holding a huge wine jar with branches coiled on its body, opening its big black mouth, and tasting the wine in small mouths.

Every time Lao Shi wandered in front of him, the old tree demon would stick out a branch and suck Lao Shi's butt hard. However, Lao Shi had no response to the pain, and the branches had no effect on him.

At the top of the treetops, beside Ji Hao, a girl covered in vines and was extremely beautiful, smiling and playing with a long bow. The girl's temperament changed rapidly. When she frowned and pondered, her breath was clear and ethereal like a fairy in the mountains; when she smiled gently and raised her eyebrows, it was like thousands of roses and peonies blooming, and her boundless charm made her look like a demon.

The girl rode a leopard with red hair and silver spots dotted with red hair. This big guy, who was more than three feet long, was like a ghost, standing lightly on a branch as thick as a child's fist, and the thin branches did not shake at all.

The old stone is a "stone monster", a "stone monster" alien that is nourished by the power of stars.

The old tree monster is a "tree monster", a "monster" clan that has mastered the wisdom of the ancient trees in the mountains and forests, obtained the creation of heaven and earth, and practiced to become human-shaped by themselves.

The girl is named "Hengluojun", which is the name Ji Hao gave her. She is the "mountain ghost" or the "mountain god" clan. The spiritual energy naturally breeds in the mountains and forests gathers together, and is born to raise it, gathering strange creatures formed by the beautiful world. She is born with the ability to control groups of beasts, identify plants, and communicate with monsters and ghosts.

Ji Hao has been unwilling to hang out with little kids of the same age in the tribe since he was a child. Since he could walk, he has been appearing in the mountains and forests all day long. In the past few years, Lao Shi, Lao Tree Monster, Heng Luojun, and some other strange creatures have been the friends Ji Hao has made.

With a 'rattle' sound, Hengluojun suddenly reached out and pointed a branch beside him. A green bud on the paper strip grew out quickly and soon turned into a flower the size of a human head. The fragrant fragrance spurted out from the flowers, and the sounds of Jiang Xi and Ji Wu were also heard.

In the mountains and forests, the flowers, plants and trees within ten miles of Hengluojun will become her eyes and ears.

Ji Hao squatted beside Heng Luojun, listening quietly to the conversation between Jiang Xi and his son.

Jiang Xi walked around the hot spring quickly, throwing all kinds of strange medicines into the hot spring while teaching Ji Wu a lesson.

"Wu, you are the son of my Jiang Xiong, your grandfather is the great witch ritual of Bifang tribe. The most powerful elder of Bifang tribe, your bloodline is much nobler than this lowly Fire Crow tribe. Did you actually lose to a little boy who is three or four years younger than you?"

Ji Wu grinned and howled in a low voice: "Em, I was just accidentally plotted against him. At the ancestor worship ceremony, I won't give him a chance, I want to smash him with an axe."

Speaking of the proud part, Ji Wu raised his hands in excitement and waved them into the air a few times.

Jiang Xi narrowed her eyes and said coldly: "That's right. You are flowing with the noble blood of our Bifang tribe. How can you lose to the descendants of a group of black crows? In front of countless people in the Fire Crow tribe, kill Ji Hao... My Jiang Xi's son cannot lose to the son of a despicable Qingyi tribe woman."

Heng Luojun looked at Ji Hao curiously: "Women from Qingyi tribe? Are you talking about you? Hao, I like the smell of you, Emu very much."

Ji Hao listened to the sound from the flowers and said slowly: "I like me too, but if someone doesn't like it, I can't do anything about it."

Among the huge flowers, Jiang Xi's voice continued to come.

"But Wu, don't kill him. At the ancestor worship ceremony, you and Ji Hao made a blood oath of ancestor spirit. Whoever loses will be the other party's slave."

"You want to make that cub Ji Hao your slave, do you know?"

Ji Wu roared in a muffled voice: "Slave? I don't lack slaves. Em, Dad has destroyed more than a dozen small tribes over the years. I have hundreds of slaves. Why do I want Ji Wu to be my slave? I want to kill him."

"Let him become a slave, stupid boy." Jiang Xi's voice became particularly strange and gloomy: "Let him become a slave... If Emu killed Qing Fu at the ancestor worship ceremony, you will do whatever you want. But if Emu did not succeed, use Ji Hao's life to force Qing Fu to hand over the two inherited witch treasures she dowry!"

Ji Hao was so angry that he sincerely applauded Jiang Xi's wishful thinking.

"It's so good, it's so good. Her man wants to take my dad's position, she wants to take my father's inherited witch treasure; his son wants to kill me! He is such a good and good person in the family!"

Amid laughter, Ji Hao pointed to the hot spring.

The old tree demon opened his mouth, stuffed the wine jar into his mouth and swallowed it, shaking his huge body and walking towards the hot spring.

***

Solemnly remind: Hengluojun is not the heroine! At most, she is a beautiful friend, not the heroine!
Chapter completed!