"Oh, my father has been sent to the heavenly prison by the Wu clan, and his life is in danger. How can I not be in a hurry?" Huang San's eyes were bleeding, and he was about to break.

Yu Hao, Cao Jing and Wu Tian were also helpless.

"Is there no solution?" Yu Hao frowned.

"Unless, report the whole story of this matter to the Sect Master and pray to the Sect Master to make decisions for us."

Old Weng said hoarsely: "However, the sect leader is not in the sect now, and he will not come back in a short period of time. I am afraid that by then, our Huang clan will have already been exterminated and will not wait for the sect leader to return."

"Um?"

"Extermination of the clan?" Yu Hao was stunned and asked, "Why do you say this?"

Huang San and Di Lin also looked up.

Old Weng stuttered for a moment, and finally sighed and started to cry loudly.

The two or three hundred Huang clan members present gathered together in groups and cried bitterly.

"Don't cry!"

"Tell me, what's going on!" Huang San roared.

Everyone was shocked and quickly stopped their tears.

"San'er."

At this time, the woman sitting next to Huang San said softly: "Since your father was arrested and sent to the Heavenly Prison, the people of the Wu clan would come to ask for five hundred drops of corpse oil every hundred years. If they found a drop of corpse oil, they would kill one of our tribe members. Now, there are less than two hundred people in our Huang clan. In order to collect 500 drops of corpse oil, we not only squeezed out all the corpse witch corpse we refined, but also sold treasures. They squandered all their savings, and finally they were unable to support them. I am afraid that it won't take long before our Huang clan members will be killed."

As he said that, he lowered his head and sobbed again.

"What!?" Huang San suddenly jumped up from the seat.

"Every hundred years, we collect five hundred drops of corpse oil from our Huang clan?"

"If you have a drop of corpse oil, kill a tribe member?"

Huang San felt his heart bleeding.

Speaking of which, the members of the Huang clan have more or less blood relationship with Huang San. They are family members. Now, seeing their family members being killed by the Wu clan one after another because they are unable to repay the debt collection, is simply heartbreaking and extremely painful.

"Hmph, a seven-foot man, why don't you be afraid of dying? At worst, we will fight with them." Huang San gritted his teeth.

"That's right, you can fight."

Di Lin also spoke out.

"Huang San, don't be impulsive." Yu Hao said repeatedly: "Now, how many drops of corpse oil can you get together with your Huang clan?"

Hearing the sound, Old Weng pondered for a moment and said, "This time, we only collected 368 drops."

Yu Hao couldn't help but frowned.

There are 368 drops of corpse oil, and there are 130 drops of corpse oil. If this loophole is not compensated, I am afraid that the members of the Huang clan will ruin more than 130 lives.

"It's too much!" Huang San clenched his fists.

Generally speaking, a drop of corpse oil can be produced in a witch's corpse every hundred years. The lower-grade heavenly corpse can produce three drops of corpse oil. The middle-grade heavenly corpse can produce nine drops of corpse oil.

However, these corpse oils are usually reintegrated into the body by the owner to nourish the body.

If the corpse oil is extracted every time, the quality of the witch corpse and the heavenly corpse will not be long before it will decrease.

"Huang San, if we reverse the mystery of time and extract the corpse oil from the heavenly corpse and the witch's corpse, wouldn't we be able to fill this loophole?" Yu Hao said.

Who would have thought that Di Lin and Huang San smiled miserably and said, "It's useless. The corpse oil produced in this corpse is limited. Once it exceeds a certain limit, its quality will decrease. At that time, our respective witch corpses and heavenly corpses will be reduced to a wreckage."

Yu Hao nodded.

If you want a complete solution, just compromise is not enough. Only by making the Wu clan give up the idea of ​​exploiting the Huang clan is the right way.

"Oh, what should I do?" Cao Jing, Guduo and others also frowned.

They can't help with such a tricky thing.

Faced with a behemoth like the Wu clan, no one can reverse yin and yang.

"San'er."

Suddenly, the woman next to her held Huang San's hand and said, "Or, you can take everyone away, so that you can pass on the bloodline of the Huang clan."

Hearing the sound, everyone's eyes turned to Huang San.

"Take everyone away?" Huang Sanyi was stunned.

After a moment, he couldn't help but shake his head slightly, "No, I can't do this. Once I take everyone away, I will be trapped in the trick of the Wu clan. At that time, when the Sect Master returns to his house, the Wu clan members will definitely take the opportunity to blame the crime and slander his father for stealing the divine oil. Our clan members are also fleeing for fear of the crime! In this way, I'm afraid that my father's only hope of survival will be shattered."

Everyone nodded repeatedly when they heard this.

Although the Huang clan is weak, he has to be sentenced to death by a clan leader. Only the sect leader has the power of life and death.

If the members of the Huang clan are greedy for life and fear of death, they will all evacuate. I am afraid that by then, Mr. Huang will be difficult to tell the truth.

"San Master, we won't leave."

"Yes, if we don't leave, we will die with the patriarch!"

"Our Huang clan is not a coward. If you want to fight or kill, you will be with him to the end!" At this time, the two hundred people in the hall shouted loudly. With a determination to die in their words.

Yu Hao, Cao Jing and others were all moved by it.

suddenly--

“Hahahaha~~”

"The cowards of the Huang clan, it's the 100-year deadline again. Are your five hundred drops of corpse oil ready?"

A wild laugh came into my ears, and in the sky, there were twenty or thirty figures falling from the sky.

Immediately, the tribe inside the hall was in chaos.

"Oh no, it's from the Wu clan, who is here to ask for corpse oil again!"

"Hmph, we must not compromise this time. Everyone is ready to fight with them!"

Everyone was excited.

"Calm down." Huang San shouted loudly, and everyone calmed down.

"We are not at the end of our lives. Now we can only have a glimmer of hope when the sect leader returns. So, before that, even if we are only one person left, we must persist."

Huang San said in a deep voice.

Everyone immediately lowered their heads and said nothing.

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Suddenly, figures flew down from the sky. The two leading people were extraordinary intent, and their bodies were surrounded by lights of the destiny.

"Well? He is a master of Zhouguang."

Yu Hao's eyes flew away and used the "ghost eyes magical power" to immediately find out the details of the two of them clearly.

The two leading men, one is tall and has evil eyes, while the other is thin and sharp-mouthed, monkey cheeks, and they are slick and cunning at first glance.

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