Slag attack classification system

In the end, it was Tang Zhi who opened his wolf's mouth, and swallowed the ice cream, including the ball and the tube, with one mouthful. The maze finally changed, the waterfall stopped flowing, and they returned to the back door of the library where the white fog was originally.

"Hey--" Two unicorns wailed and appeared in front of them, carrying them on their backs and leaving the foggy place immediately.

After a long journey, they were all tired. The two of them lived in the tent and ate some food, and immediately fell asleep with the smell of green grass and dew on their pillows. Before going to bed, Tang Zhi whispered all the plans for tomorrow to Zhao Zhenhe said.

The big bed was squeezed into a small corner by Tang Zhi. Zhao Zhenhe also had no strength to stand up and resist, so he nestled in the corner resignedly and was squeezed into a ball.

Tang Zhi woke up early the next morning. He first carried Zhao Zhenhe who was squeezed into the corner back to the center of the bed, then put on his own clothes, and walked out of the tent with a solemn face.

Outside the door, many cavalry were already waiting.

The ghost witch stood at the top of the castle and saw the prince walking towards him from a distance. He came alone as required... Just a few days ago, the prince disappeared in the castle, and she suspected that the prince had seen through her identity. She sent the crow to deliver the letter and asked the prince to come and negotiate with her.

When the prince left, he took many people with him, and only her puppets and the black mage who mixed in were left in the castle. The originally colorful castle had been dyed a deep black.

"The most expensive Downton prince, you are really smart." The ghost witch and the prince walked to the central hall, where a group of dark wizards were crowded, "I admire you for being a smart person, although you are the prince of white magic, You see another possibility in your body - if you are willing to join our black magic, I can support you to become our king, and you are still the master of this castle, how about it?"

There was cunning in the witch's eyes.

"No." Tang Zhi shook his head, "White magic and black magic have been in conflict since ancient times, and I hate black magic." He said that on purpose.

Sure enough, the witch was enraged by her, and a large wooden prison fell from the sky, surrounding Tang Zhi in the center. The witch's eyes seemed to be burning with two clusters of flames.

"I respectfully call you a prince, but you actually slander our country so much! What is the difference between our black magic and your white magic? The tribe of the people rushed to the desert!"

While talking, Tang Zhi caught a glimpse of the black gemstone necklace hanging on the witch's chest again. Last time he saw the gemstone necklace, his eyes were half-opened, but now they are fully opened, revealing the blood-red pupils inside. .

While Tang Zhi was staring at those eyes, those eyes were also staring at Tang Zhi. For a moment, Tang Zhi seemed to hear countless voices of "Please save us". When he looked carefully, there were countless people in the black gemstone necklace. Hundreds of girl souls are crying out in it.

All of them were bloody and their bodies were no longer complete. Some were writhing desperately in the flames, some were nailed to the wall with knives, and some women had no heads at all. All of them were young noble ladies. After the witch made a wish, she was devoured by the witch and imprisoned in this black gem hell, never to be reborn forever.

"What are you looking at?" The ghost witch noticed Tang Zhi's distraction, she picked up the black gemstone necklace on her chest with her hands with scarlet nails, and shook it, "Are you looking at this? I don't know if you've seen your Lu Qi'er?"

The ghost witch covered her mouth and sneered, the base of her mouth was twisted and bent to her cheek, "Oh...by the way, I had eaten up Lu Qier a long time ago, I was too hungry at that time...even if you Seeing her inside, it is probably a piece of skin."

Tang Zhi stared at her with cold eyes, and the ghost witch was excited by this look, just like a beast tamer saw a rebellious little beast, her attention was all on Tang Zhi - this was Tang Zhi's purpose.

Not far away, a group of teams was approaching quietly. They were very carefully covered in a transparent magic hood—in the magic hood of white magic, even the eagle with the sharpest eyes could not see them.

They quietly approached the black magic soldiers who were dozing outside the castle, and quietly sowed ice seeds beside them. Once the seeds were planted, they would germinate in the ground until the magician cast a spell , they will suddenly skyrocket.

Cautiously, they passed one black magic team after another.

In the absence of Tang Zhi, Zhao Zhenhe became the core leader of this group of people. He could not speak, so he used his finger movements to direct the white magic teams to divide into groups of five and sneak into various parts of the castle without making a sound.

At the same time, their large army, a knight group with thousands of people, also rushed to the border of the desert on a magic carpet. , and the rest of the cavalry went to attack the unknown desert black magic warriors.

This time, they want to kill the increasingly rampant black magic in its cradle, and it's time to kill these evil beings from this world.

Zhao Zhenhe brought four white magicians behind him. They passed a pigsty in the castle, and found five little piglets lying neatly inside, looking at them with longing eyes——'Help us, we are Innocent Minister. '

The white magician wanted to go forward to help, but was stopped by Zhao Zhenhe. He stepped forward to observe the pigsty seriously, and found that there were some white shavings inside, like slag from bones.

Zhao Zhenhe made a gesture——

The four white magicians immediately chanted a mantra to trap the five little piglets with bubbles. The bubble kept shrinking until it became the size of a bell... The five little piggies showed their original green-faced fangs and cried loudly They screamed, wanting to tell the witches about the arrival of foreign enemies, but unfortunately...they were already locked in the bells before they screamed, no matter how much they screamed, it was just the sound of "jingling bells".

The ghost witch is a very sensitive person, because the castle was too quiet today, she couldn't help but feel strange, when she was about to walk to the window, Tang Zhi called her to stop in time.

"I was indeed looking at your necklace just now. What's so great about it? It's just an ordinary magic weapon." Tang Zhi's tone was Y, X, D, J.There is provocation in it.

The Ghost Witch stopped in her tracks, "Do you really want to see it?" She walked quickly to the front of the wooden prison on her high heels, and frowned angrily, "Then let you take a good look!"

At that moment, the red eyes in the black gem were completely wide open, and they stared straight at Tang Zhi. When Tang Zhi blinked again, he was on the roof of a building.

On the top of the building, a boy stood on the highest point, his school uniform fluttering with the wind, as long as he took another step forward, he would fall into the bottomless abyss, the boy realized that someone was looking at him, and turned his head slowly.

The corner of the boy's mouth was stained with blood, and his eyes were bruised. He turned his head and looked at Tang Zhi - that was himself in junior high school.

Seeing this scene, Tang Zhi was inexplicably startled. The boy stretched out his arms as if he was about to fall. Tang Zhi ran forward to grab him, but he was grabbed by the boy, and the two of them fell straight to the ground together. , the blood spread—

The screen flashed, and Tang Zhi found himself lying on the ground covered with broken glass, and not far from him was lying a woman with blood on her forehead, and the woman kept murmuring "Tang Zhi, Tang Zhi".

Tang Zhi shuddered, the woman, that is, his mother, was constantly transforming—her body was unfolding like a bat, and she was rushing towards him, with her mouth wide open——

In the blink of an eye, Tang Zhi was taken to different scenes and killed, each scene was a deformation deep in his memory. He closed his eyes in despair, as if he couldn't escape.

"Student, classmate..." In the endless darkness, there seemed to be a person calling him. That person had a very good smell of traditional Chinese medicine, and that person bent down.

"Student, don't sleep on the playground, you'll catch a cold, are you injured... I'll help you to the school infirmary."

The man's voice was pleasant, and Tang Zhi, who had a high fever, was vaguely carried on his back, and the cool wind blew past him. He vaguely saw the name embroidered on the man's school uniform——

Tang Zhi opened his glasses, and the ghost witch couldn't help being taken aback, "You actually solved my maze again! How did you solve it——No one, no one can come out of the black gem's maze. who is it..."

Tang Zhi didn't answer, but there was a chill in his eyes... In fact, all living beings are ordinary people, but he was lucky to meet a warm person...a person who could pull him out of the abyss.

Warm and powerful, but that person doesn't know it yet.

Tang Zhi turned his head to look at the window... They should have arrived, and the cavalry should have reached the border of the desert. He drew the saber around his waist, and split open the wooden prison surrounded by black magic.

All the black magicians in the hall stood up, and "Swipe Lala" pointed their weapons at Tang Zhi one after another.

"Don't move! Or we'll kill you! We don't care if you're a prince!"

Tang Zhi withdrew his hand and remained silent.

Seeing his expression, the ghost witch seemed to understand something, and she immediately walked out of the window—the white magic team had long been standing under the castle, surrounding the castle.

A furious look appeared on the ghost witch's face, "So you lied to me! You white mages will suffer a terrible death. Since you came to the door yourself, don't blame us for being rude!"

The ghost witch stretched out her hand, wanting to scratch Tang Zhi with her nails. Tang Zhi turned around and teleported to the window sill. There was nothing behind him. He was looking at Zhao Zhenhe downstairs looking up at him.

Afterwards, Tang Zhi's lips curved into a beautiful smile.

He closed his eyes, followed the wind, and let his body fall from the window sill—he knew that that person would catch him, this kind of whole-hearted trust wrapped him like a warm wind, and this kind of trust was unconditional. keeping it--

Whenever.