Chapter 2283

"After all, it involves your own life. Everyone wants to be cautious.

Liu Dawu immediately blew up, "presumptuous! You Dalits! I'm a great Witch and the spokesman of the witch God. You let me bleed. This is a humiliation to me and a great disrespect to the witch God!"

"Yes, Liu Dawu is a recognized great witch. In ancient China, the prestige of the witch family is very high. Servant patriarch, you actually listen to others' slander, help a foreigner, humiliate Liu Dawu, and where do you put the majesty of the witch God!"

At this time, Lei long suddenly stood up to help speak. Other supporters of Liu Dawu also stood up and stood in front.

There are also several tribal chiefs, who naturally support Liu Dawu.

The servant and Yunlong were stunned.

I didn't expect these people to object.

The patriarchs of these small tribes are all right. Unexpectedly, Lei long is also among them. It's not easy to do.

"Patriarch, the patient is here!"

At this time, the servant also brought a patient.

The patient came unsteadily and vomited continuously. The people were so frightened that they covered their mouths and noses and retreated far away, like avoiding the God of plague.

The patient brought it, but the two sides were deadlocked.

Now Liu Dawu is protected by Lei long and others. I'm afraid it's not easy to let him bleed.

Even the servants are considering whether to give up.

And just then.

Whoosh!

A harsh sound came, and a stray arrow shot away quickly from a distance, directly through the human seam, and stabbed Liu Dawu's arm!

Ah——

Liu Dawu immediately screamed and fell to the ground. The red blood flowed down his arm and dripping all over the ground.

Everyone was surprised. Qi Qi looked up and saw that the archer was a tall, strong young man with dark skin.

Who is not Qinglin!

Leilongton roared angrily, "you are so brave that you dare to assassinate the great wizard. Come on, take it for me!

Suddenly, leilong's people rushed up immediately.

"I don't see who dares!" Jiang Beichen shouted and stood directly in front.

Dong!

Just a gentle stamp, a group of people suddenly flew out. Leilong also sat on the ground.

Qinglin quickly took the opportunity to come forward and pulled the arrow rain off Liu Dawu.

He immediately ran back and handed it to Jiang Beichen.

Naturally, he shot this arrow to take the blood from Liu Dawu.

Jiang Beichen sneered and took the arrow. In full view of the public, he came to the patient and sent the blood on the arrow directly to the patient's mouth.

The patient was lying on the ground with white foam in his mouth and was dying.

But after inhaling Liu Dawu's blood, he stopped pumping, stared and sat up straight.

Immediately, he vomited out.

Vomit is a pool of black mucilaginous liquid, in which there are dense things like maggots crawling.

"Is it poison?"

"It's really a bug!"

"Liu Dawu's blood is effective against poisonous insects!"

"So, this plague is really a poison under Liu Dawu!"

The people were shocked and immediately became angry and looked at Liu Dawu.

Liu Dawu's face was very white. It was miserable.

Servant Lai and Yunlong angrily brought people over.

Lei long wanted to stop, but his eyes flickered for a moment. After all, he gave up, stood aside and decided to look on coldly.

"Liu Dawu, should you give us an explanation?"

The servant looked angry and said angrily, "because of your poison, our whole ancient witch family, thousands of people died in less than two days. As a great witch, you are respected by thousands of people. How should you face those dead souls now!"

"Damn it, what shit witch, kill him!"

"He is a liar at all. He is not qualified to represent the witch God!"

"He is the sinner of the ancient witch clan!"

The wall fell and everyone pushed. The people who supported Liu Dawu just now turned against each other.

Even want to kill Liu Dawu to apologize!

Liu Dawu's face is ugly. He really can't argue at the moment. I can only look at jiangbeichen insidiously.

"Foreign boy, you're not only blocking my way, you're blocking the way of the witch God. You can't die! Blood witch..."

Pooh!

However, before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped, lowered his head slowly, and found a dagger inserted in his chest.

When he looked up, he saw a fat man with a ferocious sneer at him.

This man is none other than Lei long, the stronghold leader at xiaheyan.

Plop!

"You, you..." before Liu Dawu finished his words, he fell heavily to the ground, staring fiercely, obviously dying in peace.

The crowd was stunned for a moment and finally calmed down. Yunlong shouted angrily, "Lei long, why did you kill him!"

Everyone heard it just now. Liu Dawu obviously still had something to say. Lei Long's move is too abrupt.

Lei long twisted his neck and said coldly, "this traitor has killed so many of our people. It's hard to solve my hatred if I don't kill him!"

"Besides, I think this is clearly his own conspiracy. It is estimated that he designed such a play because he wants to be the Witch King. If this beast doesn't kill him, should he keep it for the festival?" Lei long said coldly as he wiped the dagger.