Urban Witcher

Xiaojiu restrained her evil spirit for several days, and showed the demeanor of an ordinary human woman. Naturally, these mages of average strength couldn't see her details. I didn't expect that there were such dregs among these mages.

"She's a monster, a monster!"

The man who ran away yelled and attracted many people to surround Ye Shaoyang.

The mage who ran away added more details, telling how Xiao Jiu seduced their senior brother, and then killed his senior brother...

"Mr. Yang, how do you explain this matter? As a mage, you actually raise evil things to hurt people!" The leading mages jumped out to accuse Ye Shaoyang, and then called everyone to surround them all, while calling Mao Xiaofang to uphold justice, don't Cover up evil ways.

"Afang, go in, I'll take care of it." Ye Shaoyang advised Mao Xiaofang to stay away.

Of course Mao Xiaofang knew their strength, so he simply led his apprentice into the tent.

In the eyes of that group of people, this was a neutral expression, so their confidence increased greatly. After all, they didn't know who Ye Shaoyang was, and they were afraid of Mao Xiaofang.

The disciple was still preaching how Xiao Jiu seduced their seniors, when suddenly a gust of cold wind blew over his head, his whole body was lifted up by an invisible force, and he flew towards Xiao Jiu irresistibly.

Everyone was shocked, and they attacked Xiao Jiu together, and a few others tried to catch Ye Shaoyang.

Ye Shaoyang dodged away, so that these people didn't even touch the hairs, but Xiao Jiu didn't hide, and directly sucked the soul of the man out of his body, chewed it up, and then roared, layer upon layer of evil spirit, Will directly blow away the first row of mages.

Seeing this scene, the people behind were stunned for a while, and then ran away.

"Okay, calm down." Ye Shaoyang walked over and pinched Xiao Jiu's face, watching the spirits of the two people fly up, and said with some emotion: "Have I become an evil way?"

"I know you are for me." Xiao Jiu hugged his neck.

"If you make a mistake, you will be punished. You didn't kill innocent people indiscriminately. Everyone has their own bottom line."

Of course, before Ye Shaoyang went to bed, he discussed spells with Mao Xiaofang as usual. It was a discussion, mainly Ye Shaoyang was talking, or Mao Xiaofang asked, and Ye Shaoyang answered.

After all, Ye Shaoyang is now in the realm of Wuji, and his understanding of spells exceeds that of all mages in the world. In addition, he has carefully studied various schools of spells, whether it is Taoist or Buddhist, and he has learned the essence. In terms of spells alone (no more than absolute strength ), almost unprecedented. After all, spells are always developing. Even if the ancients were awesome, they were awesome. In terms of absolute strength and understanding of Tao, spells are definitely not as good as those of later generations.

Mao Xiaofang has a very high level of comprehension, he is also in the realm of a fairy, and his understanding of magic is deeper than ordinary people. In the last month of getting along, under Ye Shaoyang's guidance, he has made rapid progress. He also remembered some parts that he couldn't understand for a while. In the notebook, waiting for the future to slowly refer to it.

Seeing that he remembered the hard work, Ye Shaoyang said, "It's too troublesome. I have a notebook here. I'll find a place to make a copy for you later."

"What is copying?" Mao Xiaofang looked at him puzzled.

"Eh..." Ye Shaoyang remembered that this was in the Republic of China, shrugged and said, "You can send it if there is nothing."

Although it has been more than ten years, what Ye Shaoyang can't forget is still his own era, and he can't help but feel a little sad when thinking about it.

Mao Xiaofang finished recording, took a look at himself, and sighed: "I really didn't expect that the essence of the prison mountain magic is like this! I am afraid that even the current prison mountain master may not understand this."

Ye Shaoyang said: "I'm not proud of this. The understanding of spells is also related to one's own realm. If one's realm is not enough, many things cannot be understood."

Mao Xiaofang agreed: "That's right, your stuff is enough for me to ponder every time I get promoted! Come and have a glass of wine!"

Ye Shaoyang didn't have the habit of drinking, but Mao Xiaofang liked it, so he had to drink with him these days.

Talking about Heishui City again, Ye Shaoyang felt intuitively that this place must have something to do with the Wuji Ghost King. If he wanted to talk about the motive, he probably did it to attract himself, otherwise with his strength, he could turn the world upside down and take over the mountain as king What, it was too low for him.

Of course, this is just Ye Shaoyang's guess, and Ye Shaoyang doesn't know the details.

"So, you want to defeat the ghost king, and then force him to break the seal of the Shanhai Seal?" Mao Xiaofang asked.

"Shanhai Seal is controlled by his power. Once he dies, the power of the seal will disappear."

"Don't force him. That's easier."

Ye Shaoyang laughed and cried. "Easier? My brother, do you know how strong the ghost king is, he is almost invincible, and it is almost impossible to defeat him."

Mao Xiaofang smiled and said: "If he is really invincible, then you came to him, wouldn't you die?"

Ye Shaoyang sighed, and said: "Yes, I also have a glimmer of hope, otherwise, I can't die here forever, I have to try, besides, he wouldn't dare to kill me."

Mao Xiaofang also sighed and said: "I feel that we are about to separate again. In this way, you can cut me a strand of hair. After a hundred years, I will be reincarnated and be in the same era as you, and I will still be able to find you."

Ye Shaoyang shyly said: "Don't make trouble, you're not a girl, it's too radical to do this."

"We are brothers! Brotherhood is just as precious!" Mao Xiaofang said solemnly like a middle-school boy, Ye Shaoyang had no choice but to cut a strand of hair for him, and Mao Xiaofang also lost a strand for Ye Shaoyang to keep.

It felt like exchanging tokens. Ye Shaoyang felt embarrassed, but Mao Xiaofang was very satisfied. He laughed and said, "It's all right now. I've been afraid of being separated for three lifetimes!"

The two chatted for a while, Ye Shaoyang got up to say goodbye, and went back to his tent, but as soon as he entered, a figure suddenly passed by and slapped him. The other party, the result... I was blown out, fell down on the sand, and stared at that person dumbfounded.

"Hold!"

Ye Shaoyang jumped up from the ground and shouted loudly, "You're back!"

Daofeng!

The person who attacked him unexpectedly was Daofeng.

Daofeng was wearing a blue gown with a ribbon around his waist. He still had long flowing hair, and with a wicked smile on his face, he said: "You are already in the realm of the infinite, and you are considered a master of the generation. How decent is the small name, and don't swear."

Ye Shaoyang stared at him blankly.

"Um?"

"Well, this is not your usual style of speaking. You used to be concise and to the point. You couldn't beat a fart with three sticks. Why are you talking so much today?"

Daofeng turned around and entered the tent with a black thread on his head.

Ye Shaoyang hurried in.

(End of this chapter)——