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Chapter 226

 The boy spoke Mandarin in Daliang and called the other party Nopes. After hearing this, the old woman froze on the spot and lost her rhythm. As a result, the eight witches behind her once again took a step back. After realizing that the leader had not moved, they moved forward again.

Stepped back.

The old woman's whole body was trembling slightly, and the silver bell in her hand couldn't stop tinkling.

She raised her hand and pointed at the boy, gritted her teeth and uttered one word:

"Inside..."

"It's not like you don't know how to speak Kyushu dialect!"

After the boy scanned the witches behind the old woman one by one, he scolded them.

"You...you are Jin Shuyang!"

The old woman squeezed out a slightly jerky Daliang Mandarin through her teeth. When she saw the boy opposite her nodding lightly, she, who was trembling all over, suddenly felt like a deflated rubber ball. Her whole body went weak intuitively, and she staggered and could hardly stand.<

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"Heartless thief...how did you..."

The old woman wanted to say something else, but in the end she suppressed her emotions, paused, and said coldly:

"You're not dead yet, why should I die!"

The boy squinted his eyes, glanced at His Royal Highness Prince Jin who was lying on the ground, and said straight to the point:

"The person who allows you to go deep into the hinterland of Daliang and do such a dangerous and dangerous thing as assassinating the King of Jin is an extraordinary person. There is no need to talk nonsense between you and me. If you tell me who sent you, I will let you leave Daliang safely."

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"Bah! You tie your hands and follow me back to the witch court to apologize, and I will sue you for who sent you."

The boy smiled slightly when he heard this, raised his eyebrows and said:

"Nujia... I can't believe that you still remember this self-title I taught you back then."

The old woman's veil fluttered, a cold light suddenly appeared in her eyes, and her skirts flew up, but she heard the boy opposite said coldly:

"Nopes! Think about the consequences before taking action. Don't be carried away by some old things and do stupid things."

When the old woman heard this, her breath stagnated, and she had to suppress the spiritual power she had just summoned, and let out a sullen breath. After her breath calmed down, she said:

"Follow me back to the Witch Court, and I will explain everything to you in person."

Unexpectedly, the other party actually nodded, which made the old woman a little surprised. The boy said slowly and calmly:

"I will follow you back to the Witch Court to die in my old age, but not at this time. I must first escort King Jin back to Beijing safely, and then I will go to the Witch Court in person to apologize to you."

The old woman snorted coldly:

"You have already tricked me once, why should I trust you again?"

Seeing this, the boy shook his head slightly and brushed a strand of hair from his temple with one hand. No movement was seen, and the black hair fell between his crotch. He stretched out his hand and passed it forward.

"If I break my promise, I will do this."

The old woman stared at the strands of black hair in the other person's hand. From the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the white hair floating around her ears. A fierce light suddenly returned in her eyes, and she said viciously:

"You look so familiar, Zamao. Do you think a member of my witch court is a fool who stumbles on the same stone twice?"

Suddenly something strange flashed in her eyes, and she raised her voice and asked:

"Wait, I haven't asked you yet, why did you become like this? Could it be..."

The boy's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard the words, and the hand holding the incense burner tightened slightly. The old woman suddenly felt certain in her heart. She was about to shake the silver bell in her hand three times, and streams of black air spurted out.
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"Hahahaha, others don't know, slave... how can I not know? You should be in the stage of returning to the original state, and your skills are only less than 30% of the usual. That's why you look like a kid. I haven't seen you for so many years, I almost forgot about you.

You have almost deceived me with your extraordinary skills and techniques, Jin Shuyang, Jin Shuyang..."

The old woman raised a strand of the boy's long hair in her hand and continued angrily:

"You have always given up, and have never kept your word. Aren't you afraid that you will become a demon in your heart, and you will be doomed?"

After hearing the words "beginning chaos and finally abandoning", the boy snorted coldly, his ferocity increased, he took a step forward with the incense burner in hand and said:

"Inner demon! I want to end this inner demon today! So what if I only have three successes left? With this furnace in hand, I, Jin Shuyang, have nothing to fear."

"You have this broken furnace, and I have the Nine Women Xuantian Formation. Today I will definitely train you into my silver bell and bring you back to the witch court."

"Humph!"

The boy once again glanced at the witches behind the old woman and snorted:

"Come on, let's settle our grudges here."

After the boy finished speaking, he held the incense burner tightly in his hands, and his lips moved quickly. Three rays of white, green, and red light were emitted from the incense burner, and then a thick white mist surged out of it and surged upward, converging into a big sheet above the boy's head.

There was a faint arc flashing inside the cloud.

The nine witches on the opposite side were fine when they saw this, but Jia Fei, who was hiding on the stage behind the boy, saw this and his eyes lit up:

Thunder disaster!

But after a breath, Cheng Yu's voice transmission dispelled the good thoughts in the cat demon's heart.

"You are in my barrier, and the thunder tribulation should not be able to find you."

"Thunder tribulation? Why are girls so excited when they encounter thunder tribulation?"

Hu Meizi interrupted in confusion.

"Humph!"

Jia Fei curled her lips and showed off the past in general, and Hu Meizi in the demon pill fell silent for a moment...

Cheng Yu stared at the clouds above and felt a little emotional. He thought that from before the time travel, thunder tribulations had followed him all the way. Especially every time he used water to move, thunder tribulations would often accompany him.

Left and right.

But I still remember that day in the sky above Qianjiang Fucheng, when I was killing a corpse with the Wujun Sword, there was a soft "ugh" and a surprised sigh in the sky.

Although at that time, his soul also set foot on the clouds to search, but found nothing. From that day on, when he used the water technique again, there was no thunder or lightning.

Seeing the electric arc in the clouds again at this time, he couldn't help but recall all kinds of past events.

Just as Cheng Yu stared at the cloud and sighed, the cloud began to descend, and the arcs inside began to shrink intensively.

The witches on the opposite side stood in a diamond formation, and the old woman stood at the sharp front of the diamond, facing the strong wind.

The eight witches lined up behind her, and the thinnest one was always following the old woman, right at the center of the formation.

The nine-person formation was suddenly filled with black energy, and the silver bell in the old woman's hand was shaking crazily, as if it was about to burst.

The thunder cloud above the witches began to spin. Different from the thunder clouds Cheng Yu had seen before, this thunder cloud started to spin rapidly from stillness in less than a breath, and the arc inside it was directly rotated.

The clouds were thrown into a thick electric chain, and without any warning, it was about to be chopped down on the head without a word.

"Hey!"

The old woman shouted loudly in the face of the strong wind, but the silver bell suddenly stopped shaking and rushed straight into the air. At the same time, several black air quickly condensed from the bell, one layer larger than the other, wrapping the silver bell inside.
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Suddenly there was a bright light in front of the stage, and the entire ferry suddenly seemed like daylight. The old woman's white hair was blown away from her forehead. She stared at the silver bell wrapped in layers of black air in mid-air, and she suddenly frowned.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight...

Eighth floor?

One less layer!

She was so shocked that she didn't have time to look back, and she felt a chill in her heart. She quickly twisted her waist in the flash of lightning, and a black air rubbed her back and passed by. At the same time, she noticed a black shadow breaking away from the formation and flashing out of the corner of her eye.

And go.

The old woman knew something was wrong, so she no longer maintained the broken Laoshizi formation. She turned around and abandoned the formation and fled.

But he didn't expect that several groups of black energy hit him in the air behind him, completely blocking his retreat. The old woman had no choice but to turn around and dodge.

At the same time, the thick electric chain in the clouds above finally couldn't bear it any longer, and "crash!" it struck down.

"Click!"

The electric chain was like a sickle, splitting the eight layers of black air surrounding the silver bell in mid-air. From Cheng Yu's perspective, it was as smooth as cutting an onion.

The electric chain split the black energy and was unstoppable, directly hitting the silver bell.

The silver bell, which had lost its formation and was temporarily separated from the master's blessing, was struck by this blow and shattered into mid-air with a loud "Bang!"

Suddenly the air was filled with cries of ghosts and howls of wolves. Countless souls sealed in the silver bells wanted to run away, but were caught by the arcs of branches separated by the electric chain. They made a "sizzling" sound and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

And after that electric chain passed through, although it was no longer as strong as before, its slashing momentum was still fierce.

The power of the remaining thunder tribulation is obviously not something that the seven remaining women below can withstand.

A white light flashed, and there were screams in the field. The white light disappeared, and Cheng Yu heard the breathing of seven people missing from the field.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, heavy rain fell at the ferry, which also extinguished the fires around the stage and extinguished all the oil lamps.

The boy just sat cross-legged in the rain and adjusted his breathing. Three rays of white, green and red light flashed around him again. Finally, when the three rays of light converged and stopped shining, his breath stabilized and he stood up slowly despite the heavy rain.

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I saw seven dead women in the scene, trying to escape. The boy gently opened the top cover of the incense burner, and six of them floated into the furnace. Only the middle-aged ghost of the witch suddenly turned around and fled.

But it couldn't resist the suction of the incense burner, and was sucked back a little bit.

"Kuchina! Zagre! Vogesali... Woo!"

Before she could finish her words, she was eventually sucked into the incense burner.

"Huh?"

Hu Meizi suddenly let out a sigh.

"What are you doing?"

Jia Fei asked after seeing this.

"The dead soul of this middle-aged witch is a little weird."

"Weird? What's weird?"

"I don't know, little girl, but the dead soul of this middle-aged witch just shouted: I can't go in, I have to go back, I have to go back to the royal court."

"Isn't this unusual? Who would want their soul to be imprisoned in that small furnace after death?"

Hu Meizi frowned and said:

"My sister didn't hear the main point. The deceased witch's soul shouted that she wanted to return to the royal court, not the witch court. But she is a witch, and her soul should return to the witch court after death. There is no reason to return to the royal court!"

"Perhaps...she has something or someone she cares about in the royal court?"

"Maybe..."

"Hu Can'er, have you ever dealt with this boy named Jin Shuyang before?"

Cheng Yu sent a message to Hu Meizi and asked.

"Hey! What kind of deal is Lang Jun's so-called deal with?"

Seeing that Hu Meizi started to be wild again, Jia Fei bluntly scolded:

"Since I'm asking you, I'll give you a good answer. How coquettish are you?"

"Hehe! Sister, please don't be upset. Sir, please listen. The Xiaonu family has never heard of Jin Shuyang's name in these more than a thousand years. He must have been a loose cultivator in some wild mountain before. He changed his name and joined the imperial court.

Do you know why, Lang Jun became interested in this boy?"

"I see that white, green, and red spiritual lights flashed around this person just now. Could it be that his body has the cultivation of gold, wood, and fire?"

After Cheng Yu said this, Jia Fei suddenly realized:

"Yes, and the three characters "jin", "shu" and "yang" in his name also correspond to the three meridians respectively."

"Well, don't forget the incense burner in his hand."

When the cat demon heard the words, he looked up and saw the boy holding the incense burner in his hand, closing his eyes and adjusting his breath in the rain. Slow smoke floated out of the incense burner again, but the heavy rain had no effect on it.

The incense burner itself seems to be made of brass. The spices in the burner should be the roots, stems, leaves, skins or fruits of plants as raw materials, and then burned...

It happens to be a good magic weapon to fuse the three meridians into one.

No, look at the thunder calamity that was summoned just now, it’s not an exaggeration to call it a magic weapon.

"There are actually three-line practitioners in this world..."

Jia Fei and Hu Can'er both sighed, but Cheng Yu remained silent. Since he has three meridians, he must also have five meridians.

He stared at the boy in the field and thought.

I saw that the boy had slowly stood up at this time, stepping on the broken water drops on the ground, and walked step by step towards the old woman who was lying on the ground and lingering.

On the other side, the thin miko slowly landed on the ground and looked coldly at the old woman who was breathing in but not breathing out.

"Esuli, Hachikana?"

The old woman's body was charred black, and one eye was already bloody. With her last breath, she twisted her head and screamed at the thin miko.

The thin witch frowned and ignored her. Instead, she clasped her fists and saluted the boy opposite, and then said in an authentic Daliang Mandarin:

"I don't know that Master Jin has already left seclusion. I have offended many people on the road before. Please forgive me for my sins."

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