The two soft leg curses, one tiring and the other dazzling, fell on the black figure in no particular order, knocking it out of the sky and causing it to freeze for a short period of time.
At this moment, not far from the street, a soft drink sounded.
"Bah!"
A little witch with a grain of cinnabar dotted on her forehead jumped down from an unknown roof, waved her white fist, and hit the head of the black smoke hard, causing it to fall to the ground.
boom!
Green gravel flew around, causing the doors and windows of surrounding shops to crackle, and at the same time, a spiderweb-like crack was created on the ground.
In the center of the spider web, there lay a bald wizard in black robes, with a gray sack beside him. The bald wizard had no idea where he came from, and his scalp was covered with twisted and ferocious black tattoos, like a python or an octopus.
, a few lines even extended all the way down the corners of his eyes, wondering if they were carved into his eyeballs.
Robert struggled to get up from the ground, his eyes immediately fell on the black-robed wizard, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he had fainted without knowing who he was.
Then he looked at the gray linen bag beside the bald wizard. The bag was not big, just a piece of rice. The mouth of the bag was tied tightly with a cowhide rope. There seemed to be a living thing in the bag. It was struggling hard and a hole was poked out of the bag.
Another bulge of different shades.
"Ge Zhi Tan Xi!"
"I'm Ma Huijun!"
"Shang Mei Wu Cong!"
Four or five spells flew from afar and landed on the unconscious dark wizard, causing him to lose his strength and fall into a coma while tying him up tightly.
When the pair of eyes hiding in the shop saw that the commotion subsided, they immediately regained their courage. They grabbed the Dharma books and rushed out of the shop. They threw the binding spell and the soft leg spell at the little witch, Robert, and behind them.
Several brave wizards cheered, and while pushing and shoving, they carefully approached the bald wizard and looked at this strong man who dared to cause trouble in Beta Town regardless of life or death.
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Regardless of the strange tattoos on the dark wizard's bald head, his appearance, or the gray linen bag on his side, these ordinary citizens who are used to living a leisurely life can talk about it for a long time.
So, just a moment later, the pedestrian street that was originally empty because of the black wizard's troubles was filled with people watching the excitement - like a flock of chickens attracted by a handful of rice - they neither dared to get too close, nor did they dare to get too close.
Ken immediately dispersed, stretching their necks one by one, pushing each other, and discussing in low voices.
In the past, the old residents of Beta Town would have inevitably made sarcastic remarks about the bald wizard's ignorance of the world, but because the town had just suffered a disaster ten months ago, they did not have much confidence to speak now.
Zheng Qing happened to encounter this incident when he followed Fatty Xin to the pedestrian street.
In fact, they came earlier. After the school accidentally broke up two barbarians flying together, the two young wizards fled and soon came to the pedestrian street. Just as someone in the distance shouted "Dark Wizard"
Words like that.
In the blink of an eye, more than half of the street was cleared. Zheng Qing was stunned when he saw the light of dozens of spells lighting up at the end of the street. However, the figures of people could not be distinguished clearly.
After seeing the scene of the battle in the Black Hell, where thousands of spells were flying around, the two young wizards no longer paid attention to the petty quarrel in front of them. One of them was worried that the chaos would expand and affect their shop, and the other was excited and full of ideas.
Grabbing the good news, they all quickened their pace and rushed forward.
But after running a few steps, I heard the little witch scolding in mid-air, and a heavy punch that made the whole street tremble. Then the townspeople who were originally hiding behind the doors and windows suddenly gained courage and rushed out of their shops one after another.
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As there were more people, Zheng Qing and Xin's speed naturally slowed down. By the time they arrived at the scene of the incident, the place was already surrounded by onlookers three times inside and three outside.
It took a lot of effort for Fatty Xin to squeeze into the crowd - it was only because he held up a press card for the school newspaper that the onlookers gave him some respect.
Zheng Qing followed closely behind the fat man, lowered his head and squeezed in without saying a word.
There was an open area of more than ten meters in radius among the crowd, which happened to encompass the scope of the spider web-like cracks on the ground. The bald black-robed wizard was lying on the ground without knowing who he was, and the gray sack was still parked next to him. Robert Lee was busy maintaining it.
Order, waving Dharma books from time to time, warned the onlookers who tried to get closer.
Fatty Xin had his press badge hanging around his neck and was nimbly running around the Sheriff. He was holding up his camera to take photos while speaking quickly to the onlookers on the street. The pink noteboard was floating beside Fatty.
The quill was tap dancing crazily on the noteboard, as if it had been pumped with blood.
In a few words, Zheng Qing also figured out what had happened before. He raised his head and looked to the side and in front. The little witch who knocked out the dark wizard was facing away from him, and seemed to be saying something to her companions.
As if aware of the curious gaze of the wizard, the little witch turned her head, revealing a face that was very familiar to Zheng Qing.
"Jusi?!"
Zheng Qing looked at the little witch in shock and subconsciously took a few steps forward: "Why are you here! Are you okay? Are you alone?"
Robert Lee originally planned to stop Zheng Qing - he knew this student from Jiuyou Academy, and felt that every time he met him, he would encounter some trouble - but after hearing that he was familiar with the little witch, he looked at it again.
After taking a few glances at the wizard's robes, he finally sighed and let the boy in.
"How did he get in?" The male duck behind him shouted dissatisfied.
"That's someone from the school," the Sheriff said smoothly, firmly stopping the wizard who was following the boy and trying to get closer: "If what you are holding is not a cup of coffee, but the badge of the First University, I will also
I can make the decision to put you in."
Immediately there was a burst of laughter from the crowd.
Zheng Qing didn't pay attention to the little commotion behind him. He stared at Zhu Si blankly. Different from when he was in the dreamland or the dark prison, the little witch's face was rosy at this moment, her eyes were shining, her whole body was full of vitality, and she looked extremely healthy.
There is absolutely no hazy dream-like feeling before.
If the little witch before was like a beautiful soap bubble in the sun, giving people a fragile feeling that could burst when poked, now she looks like a glass ball.
Zheng Qing caught a glimpse of the figure still unconscious on the ground from the corner of his eye, and immediately rejected the metaphor that flashed in his mind. No, this little girl is not a glass ball now, but an alloy ball or a diamond ball!
Seeing the young public-funded student, the little witch immediately beamed.
"Of course it's okay! I'm fine now!"
As she spoke, she lifted up the hem of her skirt, stood there and turned in a circle as if to show off, and then pointed to the crowd: "And I'm not alone. I came shopping with a few friends."