My voice is extremely hoarse and broken, as if my vocal cords have been damaged in some way.
"The witch's witchcraft is not easy to remove. Has Mr. He studied witchcraft?"
"Study...heh...just children's tricks."
Akaro paused after hearing this, and then raised his lips.
"Mr. He, he is very powerful."
"I wonder if I could ask Mr. He to help our empire get rid of this harmful witch."
He Rong did not agree immediately. A set of sharp fangs was exposed from the corner of his mouth that was blocked by the mask, and the light from his unexplained pupils surged.
"Of course, if Mr. He can accomplish this, you will be the benefactor of our empire, and the whole country will offer you the highest honor."
Although Akaro knew that the bewitching spell on his body was not caused by Jiang Tingting, but was the conspiracy of the archbishop and the saint to control the royal family.
But the poison all comes from Jiang Tingting, and he must get rid of this scourge.
"Okay."
"But I have two conditions. First, you must prepare a secret room for me and find ten people born on the lunar day and the lunar day for me. Second, no matter whether the witch is dead or alive in the end, it will be at my disposal." p>
Akaro pondered for a moment and agreed, as long as he could catch Jiang Tingting with the help of this mysterious man, and we would talk about the rest later...
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After being soaked in the blood bath for three days, the little white snake developed some tiny red lines on its body.
When Jiang Tingting dropped the poison into its mouth, it opened its somewhat red eyes, hissed and spit out the red star seeds, and rubbed Jiang Tingting's fingers affectionately...
Then he crawled along the web of Jiang Tingting's arm, wrapping around the tip of her witch hat as usual.
After Jiang Tingting rescued the little white snake, there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.
And Beishi and Miles, who had been tortured and bled by her these days, were in a miserable state. Their faces were pale and without any blood, just like zombies, and their eyes were dull.
Jiang Tingting glanced at Bei Shi and Miles. The two men were no longer as arrogant as they were at the beginning. Their expressions were joyful and a little resigned to their fate.
"You..." Beishi's eyes were empty and her face was dull and dry.
Jiang Tingting crossed his arms and smiled.
"Since I have saved my little white snake, I will fulfill my promise and save you half of your life. Tell me, do you want hands or feet?"
"???"
Beth and Miles' pupils were wide open, as if they heard something extremely shocking and frightening. They wanted to get angry... and wanted to beg for mercy, but they didn't have any strength.
"Don't say anything? Then you keep your feet and your hands, it's such a happy decision!"
Jiang Tingting's peach blossom eyes curved into a half-moon shape. They were obviously so beautiful but were poisonous and made people feel horrified.
323 (Can’t bear to look at it): The host is a born witch, right?
After Beishi and Miles had their hands and feet amputated, Jiang Tingting thoughtfully used magic to stop their bleeding. After making sure that their lives were not affected, he threw them out of the castle.
[Face-traveling female slap value 10%]
[The host has greatly exceeded the quota of face-slapping tasks! Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations!]
After announcing the good news, 323 was silent for a while, and then suddenly alerted.
[323 (Alert): Host, please pay attention! A dangerous person is about to appear! He is the strongest person who will execute your final method of death!]
When Jiang Tingting was about to go back to the top floor, he stopped.
"Strong? How strong?"
【323: It’s much stronger than the host anyway!】
Jiang Tingting touched his chin and thought about how he would die, be nailed to a cross, and work hard until the end of his life.
This way of death is indeed tragic and frustrating.
But will she obediently be nailed to a cross and have her heart ripped out? That is naturally impossible...
Jiang Tingting's eyes moved slightly. Instead of frustrating himself, it would be better to piss others off.