The Witch Who Fell from the Sky: The heroine is going crazy and killing again!

Chapter 429 Clay Sculpture

"Actually... they did want to win me over..." Having said this, Ye Minglan touched his forehead speechlessly.

"Then why doesn't my cousin agree?" Yan Jinan looked puzzled.

Bai Qi raised his eyebrows: "With their bad tempers, how could my cousin go along with them?"

"Well, this is indeed one aspect..." Ye Minglan's eyes were vague.

"What about the other side?"

"..." Ye Minglan suddenly fell silent, his expression gradually became distorted, and he seemed a little embarrassed to speak.

In the end, Bai Qi coughed lightly and replied for Ye Minglan: "Rumor has it that Tang Jiayuan has a homosexual tendency... and the one he is thinking about in his heart... is my cousin..."

"Fuck!"

Bai Sinan, Yan Jinan and Cao Wenyu said in unison. Although the others did not react as strongly as the three of them, they also had the look of having eaten a big piece of melon.

Bai Sinan's brain was working frantically at this moment. He had already imagined a scene of love turning into hate in his mind. "No wonder Tang Jiayuan was so hostile to me right from the start... Feelings are..."

“Cousin!” Ye Minglan covered his face and said in a low voice, feeling so embarrassed that he almost crawled into the ground: “Stop talking, my scalp goes numb when I think about this…”

Cao Wenyu touched his chin, with an amused look on his face: "Tsk, that guy looks like a decent person on the surface, but I didn't expect..." He dragged out his tone meaningfully, "Jin Zhuliu is inseparable from him, could he also..."

"That's possible." Bai Qi said calmly, "Jin Zhuliu has always been open to both sexes. However, he only treats these romantic matters as entertainment. The reason these two people can get together is mainly because they have similar interests."

"It's really explosive." Bai Sinan shook her head: "Let's not discuss this for now. What exactly did Jin Zhuliu say about my cousin? Since we entered the ancient battlefield, we have been together and have never been apart. How could we have time to kill other people? What's more..." She looked at Ye Minglan, "My cousin is not the kind of person who kills innocent people indiscriminately."

Ye Minglan had gotten over his embarrassment by now, and his expression was solemn: "It is indeed strange. Even if they mistook the ghost tree for me, the ghost tree cannot move at all, so how can they lose it?"

The air fell into a strange silence, and everyone was wondering what the reason was.

Suddenly, An Liuyan's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands and said, "I remember now! Master once told me that there was a very special creature in the ancient battlefield - a clay sculpture."

"Mud man?" Yan Jinan pinched his chin: "Interesting."

"..." An Liuyan glanced at him helplessly and continued to explain: "This is a strange phenomenon caused by the blood of gods and demons that soaked the earth during the war between gods and demons. As long as there is a drop of blood, it may give birth to a clay sculpture. The appearance of the clay sculpture is almost exactly the same as the person, and it will inherit less than 50% of the strength of the person with that blood. But because it is made of mud, it has no heart, so it can only be beheaded to prevent rebirth."

Bai Sinan nodded thoughtfully: "It seems that what they encountered must be a clay sculpture."

"But..." Yan Jinan scratched his head, looking confused, "We haven't been injured since we entered the ancient battlefield, how did they encounter the clay sculpture of my cousin?"

Ye Minglan looked solemn: "Perhaps it was accidentally left behind in the previous city." He looked around at everyone and said in a low voice, "In short, now we have to face not only clay sculptures and other unknown dangers, but also guard against sneak attacks from another team."