Chapter 1282: Unconscious witchcraft

"Are you looking for the wolf's kid?"
Suddenly, the woman’s cold and sweet voice came from her ear.
When Tunxi was shocked, he turned his head and found that the White Snake Banshee actually hanged his body from his head, but he did not notice it.
The banshee saw a look of vigilance on the face of Tunxi, and quickly said: "I am not following you, but our white snakes do not like to owe people. If you want to find the wolf's boy, come with me."
Under the balance of Tunxi, he quickly caught up with the pace of the banshee.
After the white snake female demon, Tunxi discovered that the banshee was very fast, and her lower body turned into a snake shape. When passing through all the places, there was no sound, and it was no wonder that she had not found her.
Soon, the banshee came to a strange place with Tunxi.
It is only this that Guanxi knows that there are more than one underground floor and two underground floors in this dark palace.
It was only the entrance to the second floor of the base that was covered up, so she did not find it at all.
The second floor of the underground was empty and dark, and even the sound of the beast could not be heard.
The white snake banshee whispers: "It is here. Here is the highest-ranking monster of the natural blood, but many monsters have been tortured to death. The wolf boy you are looking for is the only one left now. Oh, oh... but I’m afraid it’s not far from death.

When the banshee laughed, the voice could not tell the sadness.
Tunxi slightly frowned, and a crystal spar for lighting appeared on his hand.
Soon, she saw the sight in front of her, but she took a breath.
Not far from the cold bluestone ground, was randomly thrown a teenager.
Probably because this cell is unusually concealed and solid, so there is no guard at all, and there is no chain in the juvenile.
However, Tunxi knows that even if the door here is opened at this moment, the teenager may not escape.
The young man is half-naked, bare, silvery white hair is scattered behind him, his body is more wrinkled, and there are pits and scars.
The only thing that can be seen in the juvenile is the face, or the face of a teenager.
At the sight of Tunxi, he recognized that it was a witchcraft. He gave himself a life card and recognized himself as the master.
"Brother, brother -!" Little raccoon couldn't help anymore, slamming out of the space and rushing toward the teenager on the ground.
The appearance of the little raccoon made the witch and Tunxi both startled.
Tunxi is worried about the safety of the little raccoon. After all, the beasts that are being shut down and tortured here know that it is dangerous for the little raccoon.
The banshee sees the true identity of the little raccoon at a glance. It is rarer than the wolf scorpion - the nine-tailed silver fox? !
The little raccoon pushed the comatose teenager several times, but the boy did not show any signs of waking.
She looked anxiously at Tunxi and cried: "Miss, what happened to his brother? Is he dead?"
Tunxi quickly came to the side of the witchcraft, took up his hand and pulse, and then frowned.
The situation of the witchcraft is worse than what he looks like. All the demon power and life sources in the body seem to be hollowed out.
Obviously, it is just a young adult, but the physical condition is like an old demon, struggling with death.
Quxi took out the lingering buddy with the nine ghost spring water and gave it to the sorcerer. He took out the silver needle and gently stimulated its acupuncture point to promote his absorption.
There was a low embarrassment in the mouth of the witchcraft, and it blinked, but it quickly closed weakly.