Vol 2 Chapter 3781: Witch?

Speaking of this, Xiao Hua suddenly looked up and looked at a place outside the bone hall. He smiled and said: "Well, he is coming, you wait and see, the poor road thinks that he is more suitable to be a witch than the poor road! , with the old man to meet the sorcerer..."
"What? Still... there are more powerful wizards than real people??" Jealousy was a bit silly, and I heard that Xiao Hua actually said that the wizard had arrived, and he was even more unprepared.
Hey, jealous, and other witches seem to be unable to keep up with Xiao Hua’s ideas, and some of them are standing there.

Walk?
Xiao Hua took a few steps, and some unpleasantly turned back.
This sorcerer is a high-ranking man in the Wumen Mountains. It seems to be a homologous relationship with your million-Mongolian soul. If his old man is willing to help, will you wait for the unease of the Witch King?"
I am jealous and smiled: "Real people, I am waiting for you to always know the trust of the bottom, but others..."
"Oh, no problem, you have to see this friend with me!" Xiao Hua smiled slightly, "I may not agree with him!"
"Alright!" Jealous and other people nodded helplessly, with Xiao Hua out of the bone hall!
But see the whole million Mengshan, except for the back of the village, within a few thousand miles, it is a clear sky, the rest is still cloudy, not seeing the sun, the clouds over the surrounding sky are like huge soul beasts, with a big mouth and sunshine and clear sky A little bit of engulf!
"Oh..." Xiao Hua took the vulgar and the old man just stood outside the hall, and heard a whistling sound like a dragon in the depths of a million mountains. The sound was just a moment before the arrival of Houtu Village. , jealousy and other people rushed to see, I saw a of the sky, the foot of the cloud, whistling!
Perhaps the emergence of the sectarians is not as horrible as that of Xiao Hua. But the sorcerer is born of a sorcerer, and does not have to use any supernatural powers. He is so ordinary standing in midair, it seems to be the whole million mega-mountain The spirit of the soul is gathered together. Moreover, when the figure of the sorcerer is revealed, all the sorrowful eyes of the sorcerer fall under the green ray of the sorcerer, and they cannot see the appearance, and the quaint and strange crown at the top of the head, there is no more Half a minute of scorn, stumbled, and cried in the mouth: "Millions of Mongolian people meet the wizard!"
Xiao Hua frowned, very puzzled, because he never heard of the name of the witch.
The figure of the Wudao people fell, not shrinking a lot, raising a hand and waving the old witch, and said with a thunderous voice: "You wait! I am in the soul of the inheritance, there is no title of the witch! It’s all the ordinary folks who confuse the soul with the name of the worldly red dust. You can call the old man a sorcerer!

"The younger generation does not dare!" The jealousy and other people see that the Wudao people are more arrogant than Xiaohua, not the former Wuwang comparable, where dare to call the sorcerer?
"I have seen a friend!" Xiao Hua vowed. "I don't know if a friend can find the traces of the twelve great gods?"

Good Taoist friends know!
the Wudao people replied casually.
The poor road has just begun to look for it. It only shows that the Wumen Mountain Range is a source of millions of Mengshan here, and it seems like a million whimsy. Prosperity, poverty, and happiness are the joys and sorrows of my soul repair, so the poor road rushed back. Knowing the poor road, it must be that the poor king has never met the witch king has been attributed to the earth Hug. Oh, unfortunately, if it’s not the seal space, the poor road can still see the Witch King here!

If the Wudao people say that they have seen the Witch King, even the meaning of the Witch King, the jealousy and others may not know that their hearts will inevitably be jealous and suspicious. Instead, the Wudao people said that they have never seen the Witch King, and they say that they regret it. Avoid waiting for life without a trace of doubt.
Speaking of this, the Wudao people also asked for it: "Oh, yes, the new Witch King? Is it also sent to Yilin mainland as the Taoist friend said?"
Xiao Hua smiled bitterly; "This poor road can't be known! After all, these things are what the Witch King did after I left! However, the Taoist friend, the old Witch King, the new Witch King has not appeared yet. There are no witches in this million sacred mountains. There is no bottom in the hearts of the sorcerers. I just want to let the poor go to be a witch. You know that although the poor road knows the soul, the poor road is the Taoist monk. The Father can't do it! The poor road just remembered the Taoist friend, and the Taoist friend came..."
"What? Do you want to make the poor road a million-year-old witch of the new Wuwang?" Wudao people pointed at his nose and said, "You don't forget, the poor road is the witch of the Wumen Mountains!"
"Yeah!" Xiaohua smiled. "Did you just say it? The Wumen Mountain Range is a homologous relationship with Million Mengshan. You don't have to be each other! You are the Witch of the Wumen Mountain Range. Isn't the million whith witches the same?"
"The Taoist friend is wrong!" The Wudao people shook their heads. "The poor road has never seen the new Witch King, and it has no blood relationship with the New Witch King. How can he be the new Witch King's Witch?"
"My people have the name of the righteous father. I don't know if the soul repair can be used for reference?" Xiao Hua still persuaded.
The Wudao people still shake their heads: "The land where the poor road comes to the land, one is to trace the roots, want to see the difference between the million Mengshan and the Wumen Mountains, find the roots of the twelve great gods; the second is to help Xiaodaoyou break the fairy tales On the three continents, hundreds of millions of creatures, millions of Mengshan witches, or Moti!"
Xiao Hua and the Wudao people asked themselves to answer this question. They did not discuss it with jealousy and others. They could be jealous and others could understand it. But all people are like this. If the Wudao people want to be the old witch, jealousy and others may not agree, even if the origin of the Wudao people is extraordinary, it is the legendary witch of the Mengshan. But the sorcerer’s life and death did not agree. The jealousy and other people were somewhat moved. They looked at each other and also said a few words. They were jealous and said:
Predecessors, and listen to the younger generation...

The Wudao people laughed and said: "You don't have to say too much. The poor road is already exhausted in the Wumen Mountains. Isn't it more necessary to have more than a million Mengshan? The poor road still wants to understand the will of the gods and return soon. Big God embraces!"
"Daoyou has a good idea!" Xiaohua said with a deep meaning. "However, the Taoist friends are disappointed! Just now the old witches have said to Xiaomou, they have no channel like Mengmen." ......"
"No?" The sorcerer’s face was sad and said incredulously, "Millions of Mengshan is the birthplace of my soul! How come..."
"Predecessors..." I was jealous and said in a hurry. "According to what the younger generation knows, I have no record of this in the millions of Mengshan! But in the end, it must be based on what the Witch King said!"
"The problem is..." The Wudao people shook their heads. "The million sorcerer of the sorcerer has returned to the back of the earth, and the new Witch King has not returned yet!"
"So..." jealously laughed. "Predecessors can wait for the birth of a new Witch King in millions of Mengshan!"
"This..." The Umbra was hesitant to look in the direction of the Wumen Mountains.
Xiao Hua said: "Daoyou, you have arranged around the Wumen Mountain Range. There is a seal space between the Wumen Mountain Range and the Million Mountain. It is not realistic to return to the Wumen Mountain Range. If you stay in the Mt. Wanmeng Mountain!"
"Let's talk about it!" Of course, the Wudao people will not immediately agree, and they will wave their hands. "The poor road first helped the Taoist friends to break the fairy tales!"
"Oh, it can only be like this!" Xiao Hua saw that he could not convince the Wudao people, turned his head and looked at jealousy and other humanities. "The Taoist friend does not agree. There is no way to help the poor. However, if you think about it, is he better than Is the poverty road more suitable? And, more realistic?"
"Yes, yes..." Jealousy hurriedly nodded. "Please ask the seniors to think about it. I will wait for the witches of the 12 Wuzhai villages to discuss it. After all, please ask a wizard who has nothing to do with the New Witch King to be a witch. Violation of the ancestors!"
"Real people, what is the fairy tales in the mouth of the predecessors of the Witch?" 蓐 寨 寨 謦 謦 謦 謦 謦 謦 謦 謦 寨 寨 寨 寨 寨 寨 寨
"This..." Xiao Hua hesitated. After all, even the Witch King did not know about the fairy tales. How could these witches know? In the end, Xiao Hua still insisted on the idea of ​​grouping together and said the things of Xianzheng with a group of old witches. Finally, "At this time, the poor road has already asked the Witch King. His old man is not clear, and he must be in a million. There is no record in the mountains! Of course, if you have any clues about this, you can say something to the poor road. After all, there are hundreds of millions of souls waiting to save on the three continents..."
The old witch whispered, and no one came out to speak. Xiao Hua was not surprised, but when Xiao Hua was ready to speak, he was embarrassed to say that he was embarrassed: "Real people, the predecessors of the Witch, the younger generations like to see Look at the witches, the bones and the like, what the predecessors said... the younger generation seems to have some impressions, but the time is too long, the younger generation can’t remember what it is, and wait for the younger generation to look back, if there is any income. , will inform the seniors!"
"Oh, that's work!" Xiao Hua smiled and replied. However, he also understands in his heart that he is not afraid of what it is, and he is afraid that he will not be too hopeful.
Since the old-fashioned ancestors opened their mouths, other Wu Laos also said they would go back and look for them.
"Daoyou..." The Wudao people looked around and asked, "What about midnight?"
"Midnight?" Hearing, the heart moved, it seems that there is an inexplicable hunch.
Xiao Hua smiled and said: "The poor road is just the land after the arrival of the village, and has not talked about this matter with jealousy!"
"Oh, the Taoist friend promised something to be done by others, but you must do it!" said the Wudao.
Xiao Hua nodded, took out a Horcrux from his arms, and handed it to the jealousy: "Wu Lao, this is the tong mirror that Xiaomou was damaged in the back earth hall of the back of the village. The poor road has already been repaired. Now that I have returned to Zhao, it is a wish of the poor road!"
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