When my mother sings to Wen Leyang's "Occasionally It's Not a Powerful Witchcraft", "5 Life Fire" will burst into cheerful and loud laughter. It is similar to the method Xiao Chi Maojiu used just now, which Miao Bujiao uses when he is facing a happy event. Gadgets to celebrate. Www,QuAnBen-XIaoShuo,CoM
As soon as the singer entered the heart-locking fire, he immediately burst into laughter, which was slightly weird but full of joy. There was innocence and heartfelt joy in the laughter.
All the Miao Bujiao were smiling, and the blazing and surging fire of life became softer at this moment. With laughter, they gently looked at the ray of sunshine that had just emerged on the horizon and was still a bit lazy. swaying.
The singers laughed happily, and the young sprouts laughed happily. Wen Leyang naturally also laughed with him, his expression was relaxed and comfortable, and he was amazed in his heart. As soon as Chang Ou's witchcraft was activated, he could completely feel the changes in the Lianxinsuo Minghuo. It was as if the witchcraft that was being activated now had become a part of his emotions, his own feelings, and his body.
Wen Leyang was smiling when his spiritual consciousness suddenly shook slightly, and a blurry shadow could not be seen clearly even from his spiritual consciousness that was separated from the world. Zhengdu rushed in very quickly. into the dense forest. Then bursts of whistles, hoarse and more depressing than the night screams, rushed into the Miao village from the depths of the dense forest!
The expressions of Er Niang, Xiao Chi Maojiu and several elders were shocked at first, and then furious. The Miao village was backed by Qiniang Mountain, and the moist dense forest in front of it that remained unchanged all year round was a natural barrier for the village. Whistles were ringing constantly. , is a warning to fellow tribesmen lurking in the woods that an enemy is trying to rush through the woods.
Erniang's witchcraft was greatly damaged, but her kung fu was not weak. She slipped and slid to Wen Leyang and whispered: "Don't move! The singing couple activates the heart-linking lock. Don't interrupt before the witchcraft is completed, otherwise the fire will backfire!"
If the witchcraft is cut off while it is in motion, the violent witchcraft will immediately come back to bite the person who cast the spell.
Similarly, even when the heart lock is moving, Miao cannot get back the witch power accumulated in it without handing over.
All kinds of shrill and sticky evil sounds were heard everywhere in the entire dense forest, and the restrictions and traps that Miao Bujiao lurked in the dense forest moved at the same time!
Wen Leyang felt a little more at ease, and he persisted for a while. When the witchcraft was finished, he would be able to free up his hands and feet. As long as the enemies that come are not top masters at the level of Tianshu and Changli, he will be confident to deal with them.
He had personally experienced the Miao people's witchcraft trap. Maybe a little less powerful. But it is better than weird and incredible. No matter how powerful and well-prepared the enemy is. If you are not familiar with the art of witchcraft and Gu. If you rush in hastily, you will be in a hurry.
The ban on witchcraft in the dense forest may not hurt the enemy. But blocking for a while shouldn't be a problem.
But there were angry and shrill howls. It sounded almost without pause. From far to near! The people who rushed into the dense forest were not blocked by the Green Miao Killer at all. He rushed towards the Miao Village very quickly.
When Er Niang was giving instructions to Wen Leyang. Xiao Chi Maojiu had already stopped shouting: "Those who trespass into Qiniang Mountain without permission should leave their names!"
The two young seedling elders summoned their own Earthly Fire. Attracting dozens of people. Silently and swiftly, they sneak into the dense forest to support their kin. In an instant. The sound of witchcraft was extremely loud. Layers of life fire flashes arose excitedly.
Fighting in the dense forest. It became more intense.
Xiao Chi Maojiu and Er Niang looked at each other, took a deep breath, and shouted again: "Your Excellency is so skilled, why do you want to trespass into Miao territory?"
In the Miao Village, the singers' laughter was still brisk, but it had long lost its joyful tone, and became colder against the layers of screams in the dense forest.
The intruder finally spoke and replied with a laugh: "Miao Bujiao is amazing. He has figured out the method of circulating witchcraft power."
When Wen Leyang heard the other party's voice, his expression was full of astonishment, and he couldn't help but frown.
Chi Maojiu's face was livid, and he sneered and said, "Are you here for Lian Xinsuo? Just you?"
Er Niang frowned slightly, knowing that the opponent's difficulty was just right. Now that the hearts are locked together, Wen Leyang is not familiar with the art of witchcraft and can't stop at all if he doesn't want to be backlashed. But this kind of witchcraft power can't be taken away so easily. Even if the dragon root is reincarnated, it can't take away the heart-linking lock without the secret method that Er Niang has learned.
An elder who performed witchcraft in the dense forest cursed in harsh Chinese: "How dare you deserve to covet Lian Xin Suo? Without our witchcraft, no one can take away the life and fire of Lian Xin Suo..." His words were still there. Before he finished speaking, it suddenly turned into a long scream!
The intruder's voice was still relaxed and pleasant, with an indescribable frivolity: "You are willing to lend your witchcraft power to make such a big fire of life. I can't thank you enough. How can I take it away?" No need to worry, everyone!" Suddenly Miao Bujiao, who was staying by Chi Maojiu's side, exclaimed, looking stiffly at the sky above the dense forest! A thick crimson cloud appeared above the dense forest at some unknown time, with layers of flames that were as red as blood faintly tumbling in the thick cloud.
Xiao Chi Maojiu's expression suddenly changed, and he gritted his teeth and yelled angrily: "Xueyun Minghuo! You are also a witch!"
The blood clouds and life fires in the sky quietly poured into the boundless dense forest without a trace of life, almost at the same time.
There were sounds caused by witchcraft, just like a rooster that was suddenly twisted while it was crowing, and was suddenly cut off at the moment when the blood cloud descended! The brief silence was shattered by layers of sharp and hoarse screams after a snap of his fingers.
Erniang didn't care about talking at all. She raised her hand and flicked an iron whistle into the air while shouting. The iron whistle faced the wind and made a sharp whistle. The seedlings hiding in the dense forest were urged by the whistle and were injured one after another. The companions withdrew to the Miao village.
The injured looked sluggish, and some still had blood stains on the corners of their mouths, but they all survived.
The young people in the village also swarmed out to meet their companions, while also protecting Wen Leyang and Lian Xinshuo, who could not move without permission, behind them.
The intruder's laughter contained an inherent frivolity and kindness: "If you know that blood clouds are destined to fire, don't let the children die."
Wen Leyang, who had been silent until now, scolded angrily: "Leyang Wen, what are you doing!" In a few words, he had clearly confirmed that the person who broke into the Miao territory and wanted to save his life was Leyang, the master of Huacheng. temperature.
With a loud bang, the blood cloud and life fire that had just poured into the dense forest suddenly burst into flames. Bloody fire snakes flowed and galloped everywhere, and the entire dense forest turned into a raging sea of fire! Miao Bujiao's face was either shocked or defeated, but the cruelty in his eyes remained unchanged at all. He stared like a poisonous snake at the short winter melon Leyang Wen, who was jumping out of the sea of fire while laughing.
When Xiao Chi Maojiu saw Le Yangwen coming, he was not only surprised, but also anxious and angry. If there is only one person in the world who can take away the power of the Heart Chain without using the secret technique of Qingmiao, this person must be The surname is Leyang!
Ai Donggua Leyang Wen had dealt with Wen Leyang several times before. His skills were good, but they were all the magical powers of painting the city. He was never as powerful and majestic as he is now. Wen Leyang understood after a moment's thought. Yang Wen inherited the witchcraft power passed down from generation to generation in Huacheng from his dead brother. Le Yangtian once said that the witchcraft power of the past can be passed down from generation to generation. Although it is constantly declining, the ability of Qiluo is so great. Even if only 10% of the witchcraft power is left, it is enough to shock the world. .
At this time, Wen Leyang also suddenly thought that the 'heart-linking lock' that the Miao Bujiao people have now realized should be the same as robbing the descendants and inheriting the witchcraft power of their ancestors.
The short winter melon rushed out of the dense forest, its fat body without stopping. Surrounded by the rolling witch fire, it rushed towards Qingmiao. Its eyes were fixed on Qingmiao's body and heart, and the towering blazing witchfire burning in the sky was full of eyes. Greed and obsession!
All the young seedlings roared loudly and launched the most ferocious offensive. But at the moment when their life fire had just unfolded, the whole earth jumped violently, and the sky that was not yet fully lit suddenly turned into Miserable red!
A mottled and hideous wound suddenly opened on the ground under each Miao man's feet. Thick, thick, rancid blood flowed out, and then a fiery red flower stalk grew in the wind.
Amid the sound of decay that seemed to be sped up ten thousand times and could be heard clearly, a huge and thrillingly brilliant red flower suddenly bloomed!
No matter how ruthless Qingmiao was in his pursuit of death, he still felt heartfelt heart palpitations at this moment, because the giant red flower in front of them was smiling!
It’s not that a human face grows in the heart of a flower, or laughter shakes out of its stamens. A flower is just a flower. Except for Da Heyan, there is nothing special about it. No one can explain why, but every young sprout facing the red flower can clearly understand it. Chu felt that Hua was smiling at him!
Immediately, the Miao people who were about to ignore the situation and prepare to cast spells to destroy the red flowers in front of them discovered in horror that everything was smiling at them along with the red flowers: the ground under their feet was laughing, the sky above their heads was laughing, The life fire in front of me is laughing, the witch puppet in my hand is laughing, and even my hands, feet, knees, and belly are all smiling at me!
"Don't pay attention, it's a phantom Gu!"
"Be careful the enemy takes the opportunity to sneak attack!"
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The young Miao Bujiao reminded their companions loudly. After the initial shock, they tried their best to calm down. This was the enemy's illusion. Young people had been playing with witchcraft for generations, and it was their specialty to confuse the enemy with illusions.
However, several elders with advanced witchcraft powers suddenly roared loudly and commanded the fire to burn their bodies fiercely. They also pulled out fat and green worms from the witch bag and stuffed them into their mouths hastily. Chewing heavily, letting the screams of insects and thick juice gush out from the corners of his mouth, he reminded the young people in the clan in a deep voice: "It's not a phantom Gu, it's a smiling witch! Quickly solve it..."
At the same time as the warning sound sounded, more than a dozen young sprouts started to twitch in pain while screaming in agony!
Miao Bujiao was in a mess, including Er Niang and Xiao Chi Maojiu. There were smiling faces everywhere in their eyes, and no enemy could be seen at all. Short winter melon Leyang Wen laughed endlessly and weaved through the crowd with great flexibility. As he passed by, his fingers like hooks flew toward Wen Leyang.
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