dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Amidst the burst of shouting, a big bone hand shot up to the sky, and grabbed the three deaf mothers in the light.

The Witch of Light snorted coldly: "Second brother, you are going too far!"

I saw the colorful light "like a rainbow turning into a knife", cutting off the big hand of the bone with a click.

Seeing this scene, the animal bone witch was even more angry: "Wu Zhen, you betrayer, this witch will not spare you!"

While roaring, a huge and ferocious bone beast emerged from the ground, raised its foot and stomped heavily on the Witch of Light.

The Witch of Light smiled helplessly, and a pair of feathers of light grew out of his back and flew into the air.

"This witch is a traitor? Second brother, do you still remember what a witch is?"

"Do you still remember the meaning of witch?!"

The Light Witch's words made the Bone Witch obviously startled, but then became even more violent.

"I don't need you to come to test my teachings. I know what a witch is much better than you!"

"I was waiting to fight against the gods and demons for the human race, but what happened afterwards?"

"It's just that they are unwilling to sacrifice their flesh and blood, and they rely on others to expel us. It's really hateful!"

The paranoia and madness of the Bone Witch made the Light Witch even more helpless.

Therefore, I stopped talking and tried my best to delay the other party and buy time for the three deaf mothers-in-law.

......

On the other side, the three deaf mothers-in-law wrapped in light quickly escaped from the dragon's veins as if they were taking an elevator, and returned to the ground.

At this moment, even if he wanted to go back to help the Witch of Light, he had nowhere to go.

The violent girl Chan Ruyu was running around in a hurry and asked the deaf mother-in-law.

"Grandma, what should we do?"

The deaf mother-in-law smiled wryly: "What else can I do, let's go home first."

"Oh, I only hate that I am not good enough, even if I forcefully go back, I can only hold back Senior Wu Zhen..."

Hearing this, the elders of the Kuteng tribe nodded deeply helplessly.

"Yeah, facing the ancient ten witches, even if the deaf witch Zhu has advanced to eight feathers, he still can't... the gap is too big!"

That's right, after the Witch of Light's precepts and deeds during this period, the deaf mother-in-law has advanced to the Eight Feathers Sky Witch.

That's why the Witch of Light just said that she was both a teacher and a friend.

On the way back, the deaf mother-in-law looked at the "thing" that the Witch of Light had just stuffed into her hand with complicated emotions:

It was actually a bronze "wine cup", but this one was round, while Hua Jiunan's was square.

And the depicted patterns are also different: this beast with the head of a dragon and the body of a snake is the eldest son of the nine sons born to the dragon, the prisoner bull.

"Governing the World" has a saying: "Prisoning cattle, dragon breeds, and good music."

Legend has it that the Prisoner Bull is the most docile among many dragon sons. It is neither bloodthirsty nor ruthless. It is good at rhythm and can distinguish the sounds of all things.

I often squat on the head of the piano to enjoy the music of plucked strings, so many musical instruments depict its appearance.

Looking at the "wine glass", a special feeling rose from the heart of the deaf mother-in-law:

This "thing" was not given by the Witch of Light to himself, but to Xiao Jiu by lending his own hand.

......

On the other side, in the Jinguang Temple, a thousand-year-old temple.

Chen, who was making jokes and tossing around for a long time, saw that there was no effect, so he stopped continuing.

Sitting on the ground, he "divide and smoke" the three cigarettes that were used as incense.

One is drawn by oneself, and the other two are stuffed into the mouths of the wicked cocoon and the little fascist respectively.

"Oh mom, what are the boss and the bald brother doing? Why don't you talk to us!"

"Ma Dan, how good this is!"

After blowing out a smoke ring like a scourge, the wicked cocoon made a foolish conversation.

"Little Mister and the others may be busy, little monster, please invite someone else."

"If anyone is not busy, I can come."

Things have come to this point, and there is only one way to do it: after taking two strong puffs, the scourge threw the cigarette butt on the ground, raised his foot and kicked twice before chanting.

"Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits, if we're going to fight, come and help us!"

"Brother Black and White, Brother Niu Ma, Brother Leopard Print, Brother Stinging, in short, anyone who has poured our mother-in-law's soup must come!"

"Let's go... Oh, Mommy Xiaocoon, we probably can't walk anymore..."

Mr. Chen's alternative magic spell hadn't been completed yet, and there was a thick fog.

The sound of festive suona was faintly heard in the thick fog...