Stunning beauty

into the night.

The lights danced.

Wrapped in a quilt, Li Ziye looked at the ghostly talisman that Lao Qin had copied back, his head was buzzing.

This is nothing.

can not understand.

Li Ziye had indeed learned formations, but the talisman formations of the Wu clan formed their own lineage, and many of the runes in them could not be deciphered by outsiders.

For example, mathematics, geometry and algebra are also the same, can they be the same!

At this moment, Li Ziye encountered the problem of the same subject but different branches.

After watching it for half an hour, but really couldn't understand it, Li Ziye got out of bed and left his room.

"Dong dong."

In front of Hongzhu's room, Li Ziye knocked on the door.

"Come in."

In the room, the voice of the red candle came out and answered.

Li Ziye pushed the door open and entered, looked at the woman inside, grinned with a fawning expression on his face, and said, "Sister Hongzhu, please do something."

"Say."

In front of the dressing table, Hong Zhu answered casually while removing her makeup.

Li Ziye leaned forward, put the talisman array drawn by Lao Qin on the table, and said, "Sister Hongzhu is learning the secret arts of the witch clan with Senior Nanwang, why don't you find a chance to ask how this talisman array can be broken?" .”

After Hong Zhu took off her makeup, she glanced at the ghost painting talisman on the table, and said directly, "Remuneration."

"Add another ten catties of green grapes."

Li Ziye said very grandly.

"make a deal."

Red Candle responded very simply.

"As soon as possible, Lao Qin will give me three days." Li Ziye reminded.

"No problem." Red Candle nodded.

"I'm leaving."

Just as Li Ziye was about to leave, he stopped again and said, "Sister Hongzhu, did you not see clearly during the day, or can I help you look again?"

"Okay, let's see."

Hong Zhu smiled sweetly, stood up, and was about to take off her clothes.

Seeing this, Li Ziye turned around and left, fleeing in despair.

rogue!

In the room, Hong Zhu looked at the former's embarrassed back, smiled faintly, walked to the bed, and lay down.

The Witch Clan has something to do, so it's time to go back.

Youwei was alone in Li Yuan, she was really worried.

As for that old pervert.

With such good health, it's not time for her to take care of him.

The Witch Clan and his party were not completely useless.

Master is master.

Hong Zhu closed her eyes and fell asleep exhaustedly.

at the same time.

Witch Altar.

A white-haired old man leaning on a cane stepped forward and said, "Mao Li."

In the center of the altar, the Queen Witch opened her eyes, looked at the white-haired old man in front of her, and asked calmly, "Is the Great Elder okay?"

"Then Mao Nanfeng passed on my Wu Clan's township magic skills to a foreign girl, don't you care?" The white-haired old man said in a deep voice.

"The red candle girl has already worshiped her little uncle as her teacher."

The Empress Wu calmly said, "Although some things do not conform to the family rules, there are reasons and excuses for what happened. My uncle is not young anymore, so it is time to find a successor. What happened at the beginning was because we were sorry for my uncle. Otherwise, my uncle Uncle's daughter will not be lost either, and her whereabouts are still unknown."

"Maoli, as a witch queen, how can you be so emotional."

The white-haired old man said with a gloomy expression, "You pardoned Mao Nanfeng's crime of treason at the beginning, which was the utmost kindness. Now, Mao Nanfeng violated the family rules of our witch clan again, and we can no longer be tolerated!"

"The Great Elder thinks, what should we do?" Queen Wu frowned and asked.

"Abolish the cultivation of that foreign girl. As for Mao Nanfeng, doesn't he like to go to the sky prison? This time, he will be completely imprisoned in it." The white-haired old man said in a deep voice.

"It's been a while."

Queen Wu narrowed her eyes slightly, and said, "There is no need to say more about this matter, we owe this to our little uncle, let him go."

"Mao Li, are you going to destroy the thousand-year-old family rules of my Wu Clan!" the white-haired old man said angrily.

"The Great Elder speaks seriously."

The Empress Wu said indifferently, "This Empress cannot bear this charge. If the Great Elder thinks that this Empress' treatment is unfair, he can go to find his little uncle himself, and this Empress will never stop him."

"Mao Li!"

The white-haired old man was furious when he heard this.

"I'm going to practice in the future, Great Elder, please come back."

Queen Wu replied indifferently, then closed her eyes and continued to practice.

In front of the altar, the white-haired old man's expression changed again and again. After a while, he let out an angry snort and turned to leave.

The night passed peacefully.

The next day.

After dawn, Mao Nanfeng returned to the South Courtyard like a normal person.

Life has to go on, and disciples have to give pointers. No matter how sad you are, you can't just do nothing all the time.

After Red Candle delivered the medicine to the two sick patients, she continued to learn the secret arts of the witch clan from Mao Nanfeng.

Of course, today I will no longer learn the magical skills of the Wu clan and town clan, but the magic of the Wu clan.

This is what Li Ziye exchanged with ten catties of green tea.

Witch spells and talismans are a system, and the most important thing is to describe the runes.

When Mao Nanfeng began to teach, Li Ziye and Hua Feng, the people who eat melons, came out with small benches and watched the fun with relish.

There are really not many days of such leisure.

Their injuries are also very good, and they will do their own things soon.

"Sister Hua, after you recover from your injury, will you go back to the Yanyu Building?"

In front of the room, Li Ziye asked via voice transmission.

"of course."

Hua Fengdu nodded and said, "There are so many things going on in Yanyu Tower, your second brother can't handle it all by himself."

"Okay then, Sister Hua, after you go back, you can ask someone to check whether rootless growth is a very common thing for us. Perhaps, hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and it has just been called differently." Li Ziye reminded.

"I see."

Hua Fengdu nodded and said, "Young master, don't worry about my affairs. After this scraping, I shouldn't be able to die in a short time. You should concentrate on finishing the battle with Huo Lin'er three months later, young master. Waiting for good news from the young master."

"Uh."

Li Ziye showed embarrassment, and said, "I will try my best."

Huo Lin'er is so strong, but it doesn't mean that he can win if he wants to. He also wants to sweep away the younger generation, and then forcefully suppress all enemies in the world with a wave of his hand. Unfortunately, that is all a dream.

"By the way, speaking of Huo Lin'er, young master, do you still carry the vermilion bird she gave you at the beginning?" Hua Feng asked as if remembering something.

"Yes."

Li Ziye took Vermillion Bird out of his arms and said, "Always carry it."

"Have you studied this Suzaku before, young master? Is there any difference?"

Hua Fengdu said in a concentrated voice, "I think that when Miss Zhu Zhu gave this young master this thing, it should be more than just a token of love."

"can not tell."

Li Ziye shook his head and said, "It has some spirit-gathering effect, and it will help you cultivate if you wear it on your body for a long time, but that's all."

Hua Fengdu heard the words, frowned slightly, and said, "Young master can study this red bird more if you have time. I always feel that this thing should not be so simple. If Miss Zhu Zhu really wants to help young master, this red bird will , and may even become the key to the outcome between you."

Li Ziye had heard it, and his expression was startled, showing a thoughtful expression on his face.

Sister Hua's words seemed to make sense.

At the beginning, Zhu Zhu said more than once that he wanted him to win this battle, and emphasized several times that he must carry this thing with him, and he could not leave it at any time.

Could it be that this red bird is really different?

Think about this.

Li Ziye carefully looked at the red paper sparrow in his hand, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Zhu Zhu couldn't understand what she said.

Playing charades or something, the most annoying!

at the same time.

Nanling.

Deep in the mountains.

Suzaku sect.

A huge statue of Suzaku stands.

Sudden.

The birds chirping shook the sky, and the flames reflected the sun.

In the flames, a beautiful figure sat cross-legged, and the aura around her became stronger and stronger.

"The situation is broken."

In the distance, Fu Tianxi, the son of Suzaku, felt his eyes narrow.

In this way, the Li family boy's chances of winning are even more negligible.

God willing