"It's so amazing. He actually cut off half of the hanging man's tongue with just one move. He's a master."
Ibrahim was shocked.
He had no idea that Xu Jia, at such a young age, would be a powerful enemy.
"Okay, boy, if you dare to go against me, I'll see how you end up."
Ibrahim raised his eyebrows, held a handful of glutinous rice in his palm, raised his sleeves, and applied force with his palms. The glutinous rice was ground into powder and thrown into the air.
Nuomi seemed to have eyes and fell on the other seven little ghosts.
“￥#@……”
Ibrahim recited obscure spells, and these little devils were immediately controlled by Ibrahim. They no longer dodge, but attacked Xu Jia's group.
"This old guy took action."
Xu Jia sneered, his steps moved quickly, he turned a Tai Chi circle, jumped into the center, stepped on his two eyes, and instantly formed a closed Tai Chi diagram, and seven little ghosts rushed into the Tai Chi circle.
Xu Jia dodged and jumped out of the Tai Chi circle.
The moment he jumped out, the two black and white fish eyes he stepped on immediately burst out with blazing light.
This is a simple Tai Chi formation that traps seven little ghosts in the Tai Chi formation.
The little ghosts were illuminated by the light in the Tai Chi formation, and they were in agony, and their soul power flew away.
Ibrahim was shocked. He didn't expect Xu Jia to form a formation just by moving casually.
Only a very skilled sorcerer can do this.
Who is Xu Jia at such a young age that he has reached the stage of forming magic formations?
In my impression, there is no one like this among Chinese warlocks.
"Damn it!"
Ibrahim was very anxious, and the hand hidden in his sleeve was holding a stuffed doll.
A sharp knife stabbed into the doll's belly.
A stream of black witch energy surged out from the puppet's torn belly, attacking the Tai Chi array in an attempt to rescue these little devils.
"Sure enough, it is the aura of a black witch. This old guy is a black witch. He is definitely not the white wizard he claims to be. His aura of black witches was masked and bleached with glutinous rice flour. It is all an illusion. Bad old man, I will reveal it now.
You're a dark wizard."
Xu Jia smiled evilly and threw the yellow watch out.
The word "Lin" is written on it.
Lin: one of the nine-character mantras, which means to reveal the truth, show the true meaning, and restore the original nature of things.
When Huang Biao encountered the witchcraft, he was instantly burned.
The layer of glutinous rice flour covering the surface of the black witch aura was burned away in an instant.
Originally, black witchcraft was difficult for ordinary people to see, and with the covering of glutinous rice flour, it was even more difficult to distinguish it in an instant.
However, the word "Lin" flashed and the essence was restored. After the glutinous rice flour was burned, the black witchcraft flashed out in an instant.
Xu Jia shouted loudly: "Black witch aura, there is actually black witch aura..."
Although it was only a moment, with the reminder of Xu Jia's loud shout, 70 to 80% of the people caught it.
"Black witchcraft? Black wizard?"
"Why did the terrible dark wizard appear?"
"Could it be that Ibrahim is..."
…
Everyone looked at Ibrahim.
Ibrahim also didn't expect Xu Jia to be so "cunning" and exposed his true face.
In panic, Ibrahim never dared to take action again, fearing that Xu Jia would expose him.
Xu Jia stared at Ibrahim and hummed: "Dear wizard Ibrahim, I would like to ask, whose black witchy aura just now belongs to? Could it be from you? As a
It is unheard of for a famous white wizard to actually possess black witchcraft. Ibrahim, can you explain it to me?"
"Explain what explanation?"
Ibrahim denied it flatly: "Why didn't I see the black witchcraft? Are you blinded by it?"
Xu Jia chuckled: "Even if I am dazzled, I believe that not all of you will be dazzled, right?"
Everyone looked at Ibrahim with hesitation in their eyes.
"What are you looking at me for? If you look at me again, it's provocation. Be careful that I teach you a lesson. I am a white wizard, not a black wizard. If any of you dare to doubt me, be careful that I am not polite."
Ibrahim felt guilty and made vicious threats.
Everyone was frightened and did not dare to look at him again.
Xu Jia looked sideways at Ibrahim: "I hope you are not a dark wizard."
Xu Jia almost exposed his old background. Even if Ibrahim saw the kid trapped in the Tai Chi formation, he didn't dare to rescue him.
If Xu Jia "fishes" again and proves that he is a black witch, his reputation will be completely ruined.
After all, dark wizards are a symbol of evil and cannot enter the upper class society.
Xu Jia put his hands behind his back and walked leisurely around the Tai Chi array. He looked at the screaming kid inside and shook his head: "In five minutes, you will all be gone. How pitiful you are."
"Spare your life, Warlock, spare your life!"
The little ghosts wailed and knelt down to beg for mercy. Being illuminated by Tai Chi formations, this feeling was worse than death.
Xu Jia smiled slightly: "Fortunately, you haven't committed any murders yet. As long as you obey me, I will still be generous and spare you once. It depends on whether you are worthy of your cooperation."
"Cooperate, we must cooperate!"
The little devils were frightened by Xu Jia and begged for mercy again and again.
Xu Jia nodded: "Okay, since you know the current affairs, it will save a lot of effort. I have prepared delicious food outside. Come out to eat. After eating, it is time to go to work."
Xu Jia withdrew the Tai Chi array.
Together with the eight little devils in the corner, they swarmed out of the door.
Xu Jia smiled slightly at everyone: "Everyone, I have communicated with Xiaogui, and Xiaogui is no longer in the store."
Liu Xingquan snorted: "What nonsense are you talking about? If you say the kid is not in the store, then he is not in the store anymore? Why should I believe you?"
Xu Jia smiled: "The temperature in this room is getting warmer, it's peaceful and peaceful, and it's joyful. Can't you feel it? If the kid hadn't left, how could it have gotten warmer?"
After Xu Jia reminded them, everyone felt something different.
"Yes, the little devil has come out, and the hall is getting warmer."
"The atmosphere in the hall is different. It was depressing just now, but now it's much more comfortable."
…
Xu Jia continued: "Just now Liu Xingquan and Ibrahim said that these little ghosts were brought by Sister Yun. If this is true, how could the little ghosts come out?"
Everyone nodded.
Liu Xingquan whispered to Ibrahim: "Master, what is going on?"
Ibrahim frowned: "Master, today's start is not good. There are experts present. Let's retreat first and come back to repair Zheng Peiyun another day."
"no!"
Liu Xingquan was used to being arrogant, how could he get out of here in despair, yelling: "Fuck, this kid was brought by Zheng Peiyun, otherwise why would he show up at the Xintian Hotel? What's that guy called Xu Jia? I will fight you to the death today.
Yes, let’s see how you explain it?”
Xu Jia smiled: "These little ghosts were driven to Sister Yun's house by others. If you really want to know where the little ghosts came from, it's easy. Where did these little ghosts come from? I'll let them go back there soon."
Yet?"
When Ibrahim heard this, he immediately pulled Liu Xingquan's sleeve: "Master, something is not going well. Don't resist forcefully. Leave quickly to avoid getting into trouble. Xu Jia is a bit evil."
"No, when did this young master ever shrink back?"
Liu Xingquan pointed at Xu Jia and shouted arrogantly: "Boy, please tell me clearly. I want to see where the kid returns." (To be continued)