Raiders of villains, I am always attacked by villains

Chapter 19 Tsundere Witch Doctor x Loli Witch God 5
If there is any festival as lively as the Chinese New Year for the Wu Clan, it must be nominated for the annual Wu Festival.Every July and a half, the whole family will go to the prayer tree to hang wishes, and every household will tie a hand-cut paper-cut on the corner of the eaves to pray for good omen.For the children of the clan who are studying various arts, the witch sacrifice is also equivalent to a test of strength.

Bai Wanwan has been fishing in this book for half a year without knowing it, and she has not found any clues, but she has been fed by Yinxi to a worldly level.She has been secretly paying attention to Qingling, that child is still able to get along in the clan by relying on his blood talent and lovable weak character.But this is his personality charm, and Bai Wanwan has nothing to do with it.

At this moment, she was gurgling and sitting on the steps of the house door with a sip of water in her mouth, staring into the distance in a daze.Yinxi knelt behind her and held a wooden comb in his hand to gently stroke her silver hair. His movements were obviously extremely skilled. After a while, he tied two small buns with red silk ribbons to her and hung them down. There is a small bell on her hairband, and she jingles as soon as she moves, she is very cute.

Bai Wanwan spit out the mouthwash, lay on her back in Yinxi's arms, and sighed, "Master, why do I have to get up early today? I feel like my brain is still a mess of glutinous rice."

Yinxi adjusted her posture, picked up the lazy ball in her arms and responded: "Today is a witch festival, you have to be busy with some things."

He put Bai Wanwan on the clean futon, and then went back to the house to pick up the paper-cuts that he cut last night.On the bright red vermilion paper, a paper-carved little fox smiled with crooked eyebrows.He didn't know what he thought of, a slight smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, and he carefully hung it under the corner of the eaves.

Bai Wanwan looked up at the paper fox swaying in the breeze and said earnestly, "Master, you look like me!"

Yinxi didn't speak, and reached out to stroke her soft hair.It was originally made according to the mold of this nagging little fox.

After breakfast, they changed into the official black-pattern robes with a white background, and then the master and apprentice walked towards the square in the clan.The number of witches is not large and is basically controlled at about 200 people. However, on important days like witch festivals, people from other races are often invited to watch the ceremony, so it seems that there are more than a few hundred people in a mighty manner.Bai Wanwan noticed the male protagonist in the original novel at first sight—the young master Yu Lan of the Yu Clan.At this time, he was eight or nine years old, wearing an exquisite blue crown robe, and his face was also outstandingly handsome.Although he is young, he can still see some of his future glory.

He should have come here with his father this time. After all, at this time, the Wu Clan and the Yu Clan had not yet feuded, and they could even be called a friendly alliance.And the hero should be practicing martial arts with the wolves in this plot.This year's witch sacrifice was a big turning point in the original work. Qing Ling and Yu Lan became famous due to their talents and became unworldly geniuses, while the mediocre female supporting role Wan Wan hastily fell under the suspicious eyes of everyone. defeat.Doubt about the identities of the two began to plant seeds in everyone's hearts from this time.

Bai Wanwan squinted her eyes and looked at it. The female lead and the male lead were looking at each other from a distance across the stands at the moment. It is estimated that they should have connected online by now, but the two children are young and don't understand what a relationship is.

After a series of tedious openings, the drowsy Bai Wanwan was finally pushed onto the stage.Among a group of women wearing masks and witch robes singing ancient songs, a little man with silver hair and golden pupils is wearing a black and white witch saint robe, with bells tied in his hair, and a long sword with water sleeves in his hand. folding fan.Every time it is waved on the stage, bells will jingle, and the ink-colored fan sleeves will rise with the wind.Amidst the weird and ear-catching music, Bai Wanwan slapped persistently, her eyebrows drawn down.The serious appearance can really see the elegance of the witches and gods of the past dynasties.

All the witches under the stage cheered and knelt down, and the square full of bells and lanterns was full of bustle and bustle.After Bai Wanwan danced the last dance, she prayed with the patriarch for good weather and took the throne.The black-robed young man standing not far away had a slight smile in his usually cold white pupils.Looking at the flamboyant and elegant figure of the little fox on the stage, he couldn't help feeling a little proud in his heart.

The people sent by the Yu clan, the head of the clan, Elder Wu, and the others pretended to compliment each other in front of Bai Wanwan. Bai Wanwan was too lazy to listen to their business bragging and was planning to sneak away and find a cool place to "hang up" , The originally quiet stands were filled with the sound of gongs and drums. It turned out that the intra-clan competition had already begun.

Then it was time to watch the very boring heroine show. Bai Wanwan sat on the main seat with her head on one hand and watched them fight with a sleepy face.He is light and agile, both bloodline and savvy are really amazing, besides, the heroine's aura is MAX in her body, and she got a lot of treasures in the past six months.She followed Elder Wu to learn witchcraft for half a year, and she was able to master elementary and intermediate witchcraft proficiently to defeat senior brothers and sisters who were three levels higher than herself.If this is changed in the novel, it will be the story of the growth of the protagonist of Shuangwen.However, those who have never suffered setbacks will never know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth. As expected, amidst the exclamation and boasting of the crowd, Qingling gradually lost her identity and walked towards Bai Wanwan with a confident smile.

"Master Witch God, would you like to teach me?"

Qingling was born weak and delicate, but his personality was upright.She was already very lovable, but now she made such an unethical request and everyone just thought she was cute and mischievous.

Bai Wanwan yawned again, and blinked at Yin Xi who was frowning not far away to signal him to be relieved, and then stood up slowly.

In the past six months, Bai Wanwan has worked hard to grow taller.But in front of Qingling who was half a head taller than her, she still looked small.

"Okay, then let me remind you a little bit." Bai Wanwan said slowly, her tone was so precious that she was willing to agree to her request because of her pity.It's no problem to put such a high-ranking and arrogant attitude on the witch god.

The little blond girl gritted her teeth angrily.In her heart, Bai Wanwan couldn't compare to her in any aspect. She was obviously just a moth who would only rely on the witch doctor for pleasure. How could she stand on her head as a god?

Bai Wanwan didn't bother to be polite to her, so she took the fan she had used for the blessing dance earlier and made a "please" gesture.The silver-haired little loli was white and soft, and when she made this gesture solemnly, she looked extraordinarily cute for no reason.

001, Bai Wanwan shouted in her heart.

001 got out of her skirt with a "wrapped on me" expression: "I understand the host, let me be a martial arts master, right?"

Bai Wanwan had a cold face: "A master of martial arts has a hammer. If you want to use magic to defeat magic, give me all the bells and whistles."

As the reminder to deduct points sounded, Bai Wanwan smiled wickedly.Plug-in players are fearless.

When Qing Ling held on to the staff and began to chant spells with her eyes closed, Bai Wanwan still stood at the other end holding her fan in a motionless posture and calmly watched the other party "read the note".

Witchcraft is a strong thing, but it takes too long to read. When it comes to real swords and guns, will there really be fools waiting for you to finish chanting the spell before beating you?

Everyone in the audience whispered about Bai Wanwan's behavior of standing still and doing nothing, but Bai Wanwan felt some fiery air rushing towards her, so she moved her finger holding the fan.

Okay, you don't hit someone in the face.Qingling's very cool-looking fire dragon was clearly aimed at Bai Wanwan's eyes.Her golden pupils reflected the fire dragon that was rushing straight towards her, and there was no wavering in her heart.

The uproar from the audience grew louder.Bai Wanwan didn't care what they were talking about, and only raised her hand lazily when the fire dragon almost scorched her hair.She didn't even open her lips, but just opened the closed fan in her hand, and the menacing fire dragon struggled in mid-air as if someone had strangled its neck and turned into a cold dragon all over the ground. ice slag.

This unremarkable move is simply outstanding in the eyes of others.It is a dead rule to use witch spirits to recite spells first. Even in the past, there is no such thing as saying that you can use spells without chanting in the god system of other races.

Qingling on the opposite side also widened her eyes in disbelief, she threw all the attack skills she had learned at Bai Wanwan as if she was unwilling.How could a genius girl be willing that all her hard work was no match for someone she despised?
Bai Wanwan built an ice wall in front of her, and jumped on her toes.Everyone only saw her long and wide sleeves dancing an ink-colored rainbow in mid-air.At that time, Bai Wanwan threw the fan in her hand into the air, her steps were obviously calm and slow, but they were like broken shadows that could not be seen clearly, flowing without dust.It only took a moment to come behind Qingling.Silver hair fluttered in the air, like a blooming snow lotus.Bai Wanwan squinted her golden pupils and smiled cunningly next to Qingling's ears: "Next time I see you pestering my master, I'll goug out your eyes."

There was a bit of threatening gnashing of teeth in these words, a chill came over his face, and Qingling felt that he could hardly hold the staff in his hand steadily.

Bai Wanwan's voice was very low.The people in the audience could only see what she said to Qing Ling with a sweet smile, and Qing Ling's face turned pale all of a sudden.

Winning or losing is self-evident, and the young Lord Wu Shen stepped on the folding fan that was thrown in the air before and flew back to the main seat: "It's okay, keep working hard."

She said this really calmly and seriously like a strict elder.And the young man who had been frowning tightly in the audience finally relaxed his eyebrows.In the eyes of others, the arrogant and cold witch doctor, the slender fingers under the robe at this moment pinched a few red marks on the palm due to nervousness.

Some people began to call out to Lord Wushen, and everyone responded.People from other races who came to watch the ceremony were obviously also shocked by the power of the generation of witch gods enshrined by the witch tribe. For a while, their faces were cloudy and uncertain, and they didn't know what they were thinking.Bai Wanwan didn't have time to socialize with them, so she watched the distraught heroine stumbling towards the backyard, and then slipped up while the crowd wasn't paying attention.

(End of this chapter)