The witch doctor's character can't be broken

This banyan tree is as thick as ten people's arms, and its branches are very luxuriant. Although it is not decorated with green leaves, it is full of vitality inside.

The doctor climbed up to the top of the tree canopy and saw that there was indeed a path wide for one person in the middle, he couldn't help snorting coldly.

Master Heishan's throne was placed under the tree. While he was dealing with the ghosts celebrating his birthday, he was making fun of Xiaoqian wantonly, and he didn't notice any movement above his head.

The doctor continued to slide down the trail for an unknown amount of time before he could faintly smell the stench of the soil.

The space at the bottom of this root system is huge, but it is dark and there is no light.The Wu people are physically strong and different from ordinary people. They still see things as usual as usual.

"Puff-puff--"

The smell became heavier as he walked, and the doctor walked slowly to the heart of the tree while listening to the inexplicable heartbeat.

The tree heart is very similar to the human heart, but it is wrapped in layers of hard resin, which is not as fragile as the human heart.The doctor touched the huge tree heart intermittently, felt the joyful response deep in it, and laughed softly.

The fingertips were condensed with a faint blue burning fire, and the light illuminated the dark yellow barn, as well as the shivering and tense heart that sensed the danger.

Master Montenegro was already drunk, listening to the guests' flattery and beauties' flattery at this feast, greatly satisfying the male vanity.

"Beauty, you will go with that handsome Ning Sheng tomorrow, and have a good time with the master tonight!"

Xiaoqian Xiafei raised her cheeks and leaned into his ear and said something, which made Master Heishan laugh out loud, and wanted to leave the table with her arms around the beauty's slender waist.

Yan Chixia remembered the doctor's continuous instructions, but she couldn't help but retreat when she looked at the crowd of ghosts.

Fortunately, Master Heishan was not in a hurry, he greeted everyone one by one with Xiaoqian in his arms, and then led her closer to the towering ancient tree.

The old vines on the tree were rustling, and the four thick branches twisted each other, forming a ladder and hanging in front of the two of them.

Yan Chixia's breath was stagnant, thinking of the young man in white, she finally untied the burden on her back.

The little sword didn't need to be driven, it shot out instantly, stabbing the old black mountain demon quickly.

Master Heishan was half-drunk, and at the time when he was still intoxicated, he heard the sound of piercing in his ears, but his reaction was not as fast as in the past.He only raised his sleeve and pulled it towards the air, seeing the white light piercing the fabric, he was horrified.

"what--"

Xiaoqian was pierced through the chest by the sharp blade, and only had time to take a look at Master Heishan, and then gently closed her pair of amorous eyes.

Master Heishan misjudged the little sword, and in a hurry pulled Xiaoqian to block it, who knew that the sword's light was not weak at all, and shot towards his chest as usual.

But Xiaoqian had bought him a chance to breathe, and the Black Mountain old demon pulled out a dark red big knife from nowhere, and slashed fiercely at the vicious little sword.

The intersection of swords and swords sparked sparks.

This sword had killed tens of thousands of monsters, and now that it was passed into Yan Chixia's hands, it was the first time he had faced such a fierce monster.

The sword forced the Heishan old demon to lean against the banyan tree, and finally flew back into Yan Chixia's box with all his strength.

This incident has already attracted attention, the little sword exposed Yan Chixia's hiding place, and countless big monsters rushed to kill her immediately.

Yan Chixia couldn't avoid it, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and resist.

Xiaoqian died when she was born, and she still looks fresh when she is a ghost.The Montenegro old demon touched her face, his eyes full of regret.

Yan Chixia was born in Xuanmen Jianzong, her talent has always been extraordinary, given time she will become a great weapon.It's a pity that he is still young now, and all he is dealing with are old demons.

Relying on the little sword, she could hold on for a while, but Yan Chixia's chest and skirt were torn apart by a claw, leaving a blood-red five-fingerprint.

"Arrogant child."

The old black mountain demon took a step forward, and slashed the sharp knife at Yan Chixia's head.

The saber had just touched the little sword, and the middle part was slightly curled, but it did not prevent it from blowing and breaking hair, and cutting iron like mud.

Yan Chixia's legs were pressed down by the energy, and they sank deeply into the soil, it was inevitable.The fiery red lanterns were reflected in his amber eyes, and the light of the knife was as white as a ponytail. It is not difficult to imagine that the scene of being chopped on his body must be like a broken bamboo.

The saber air flowed from between his brows to his chin, leaving a bloody scar, but the saber did not cut off as expected.

It stopped five inches from the tip of Yan Chixia's nose, almost splitting that straight nose in two.

It was the first time that Yan Chixia was so close to death, a layer of cold sweat covered her back, she looked at the young man who was walking slowly, and exhaled heavily.

"master!"

The master of Heishan, who is dominating in Jinhua, and his majestic sword, were broken into small pieces inch by inch.

The towering banyan tree collapsed at some point, the dark clouds over the Black Mountain suddenly dissipated, and the fifteenth day of the moon lightly sprinkled silver light, and all the monsters could not hide.

"This is……"

Yan Chixia's throat was dry, and she asked hoarsely, "What's going on?"

The tall and graceful young man turned sideways, revealing the shiny green hay basket on his back.

What's this?Yan Chixia was at a loss.

"This is my hay basket."

The doctor continued to look at the ghosts gradually surrounding him, still calmly said, "I won it from Shennong in Huoyun Cave."

It's a pity that when he shattered the void, he hastily dissipated his mana, and accidentally lost the straw basket.

Who knew it would be taken over by the Montenegrin old demon.

"The Black Mountain old demon... just died like this?"

Yan Chixia fought fiercely with the ghosts for a while, although she was gradually losing ground, she managed to hold on with all her strength.But the black mountain old demon almost knocked him out of his wits just by slashing him with a knife.

Such a well-cultivated old demon died like this?

The doctor continued to show him the ghostly flame at his fingertips, the flame danced and swayed, except for the wrong color, it looked no different from ordinary candlelight.

The Montenegrin old demon has practiced for thousands of years, so he has no chance of winning if he fights hard.To blame can only be blamed on his bad luck, a good banyan tree spirit left a passage leading directly to the heart of the tree, and he sneaked in.

Wood meets fire and burns, isn't this a very simple truth?Although the sky fire has not been completely refined, it is enough.

The doctor patted the trunk of the banyan tree intermittently, watched the ghosts coming like a tide, pulled Yan Chixia up, and jumped up the mountain.

The wind whistled in her ears, Yan Chixia wet her cheeks with Yelu, and asked him in a muffled voice, "What should I do?"

If you fall into the sea of ​​demons, no matter how powerful you are, you will be consumed by life and death.

"You are walking in the world, so there is nothing to communicate with the underworld?" Yi Duandu was taken aback by his question, "Then why are you coming with me?"

Yan Chixia covered her face, "I thought I was just here to investigate."

The dark wind blew the clouds to cover the moon, and Siye returned to the dark and demon atmosphere again. The doctor sighed continuously, forcing out a drop of blood from his fingertips.

Gold and red blood beads condensed in the air, and the young man chanted an ancient spell.

Yan Chixia didn't understand what it meant, she just looked down at the monster flying down the mountain, and suddenly saw dark clouds gathering over the Black Mountain, the mountain shook a few times, and a crack exploded on the ground.

In the gap, there is golden light and thousands of auras, and hundreds of ghost messengers are neatly lined up, each holding a rope in their hands, and their faces are solemn.

The originally menacing ghosts scattered like birds and beasts in an instant, but a net has already been cast in front of them, and none of them should try to escape.

The leader, the underworld official with a jade belt and a python robe, held a tooth in his hand and bowed to the doctor Dianduan: "Prince Dianduan, my lady, please enter the palace for a while."

Yan Chixia recognized that this was a ghost official from the underworld, but she couldn't see the responsibilities of the rank, let alone understand what he meant.

"Mr. Doctor..."

The doctor sighed intermittently, and patted him on the shoulder, "You go back to the temple first, and I will visit relatives."

Yan Chixia opened her mouth, and saw him jumping into the crack of the ground together with those ghost guards, staring at the intact ground in a daze.

Empress Earth Emperor Dizhi, one of the twelve ancestor witches of the witch clan, used his body to transform into reincarnation, with immeasurable merit.

It's a pity that it still can't be sanctified.

The women on the high platform are gorgeously dressed, and their majesty cannot be despised.The doctor continued to bow and salute, and called obediently, "Auntie."

Empress Houtu glanced slightly at her phoenix eyes, "You still remember me as an aunt."

The doctor stood aside intermittently.

"Why are you here?"

"Being summoned by the Wusheng bloodline of the tribe." Doctor Duan Duan lowered his eyelids, "Now he is fulfilling his wish for the rest of his life."

Empress Hou Tu snorted, and raised her hand to beat her vigorously, "This world is no better than your hometown. Your magic power is meager now. If you have any troublesome things, just come to Auntie."

The doctor responded in a nonchalant manner, and she added: "My clan's branches are not strong, you should cherish the blood on your body, and don't take blood casually."

There was a faint smile in the phoenix eyes, and she said in a manly voice: "You and my aunt and nephew are connected by blood, my brother taught you how to contact your relatives, don't you remember?"

"You danced that dance when you were young, and it looked better than other children's dances."

The young doctor Dianduan wore a grass skirt and danced on the sand with his bare upper body, which was once a scene of the Wu clan.

The doctor kept covering his face, "Auntie, I communicate with the world now, and I don't need to dance like that..."

"But this is the tradition of the Wu people, and we must not forget our roots."

Empress Houtu squinted her eyes, raised her hands and made a seal, "Okay, from now on, every time you cast a spell, you have to dance."

The prince took his leave in a continuous mood, and the ghost watched the whiteness gradually go away, and then said: "Does this hurt Your Highness's face?"

Where can mortals appreciate the dance of the Wu tribe, they will only laugh at it as a "dancing god"!

Empress Houtu straightened her robes without paying attention, "He dances really well."

The moon rabbit sinks to the west, and the golden crow rises to the east. Lanruo Temple is bathed in the morning light, and the evil spirit is no longer there.

Qin Suwen saw the doctor's broken figure from a distance, and Ruyan flew towards him like a forest: "My lord!"

Yi Diasui had collected his mood, responded softly, and turned his head to look at Ning Caichen.

"I've chartered the boat and everything is packed."

The doctor couldn't see Yan Chixia, Qin Su asked: "Hero Yan left a message saying that he has returned to the teacher's school, and we will meet again in the future."

She took out a broken leather pouch from her bosom to show him, and said happily, "The sword pouch that Hero Yan gave me can ward off evil spirits!"

The doctor laughed lowly, "Then you have to keep it safe."

Ning Caichen's family is in Tiantai, Zhejiang Province. His father died early when he was young. There is only his mother and wife in the family. Life is poor but passable.

The three of them braved the storm all the way, and finally arrived in front of Ning's house.

Mother Ning has been a widow for many years, about 40 years old, wearing a half-new summer shirt, her face is slightly tired.Seeing her son bringing friends back home, she was busy making arrangements for dinner, and she only said not to be restrained.

"This house was handed down from my grandfather." Ning Caichen was a little shy, "There is only one vacant room in the house, brother Yi is wronged."

The doctor looked up and swept across the room, and asked him with a smile, "Why don't you see Mrs. Sister-in-law?"