Chapter 3765 "Death" Of the Witch King

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"Let's go!" Ziming urged, the gaze in his eyes became more determined.

Jiuxia glanced at Ziming, not without jealousy in her eyes, but she looked at Xiao Hua again, tenderness regenerated, Jiuxia couldn't help but walked to Xiao Hua's side, kissed him, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Lang, since After this farewell, I'm afraid we will never see each other again! I don't know if you will forget your concubine when you arrive in the fairy world..."

After finishing speaking, Jiuxia's resolute figure flickered, and the flame that fell under her body disappeared.

Then Ziming looked left and right, gritted his teeth and took off his strange clothes, revealing a body as white as snow...

"Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang..." How could Jiu Xia leave just like that? She hid in the flames, looked at Ziming's expression of both pain and joy, and then at Xiao Hua's slightly frowned brows, and said to herself, "I don't know if you can find out..."

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Hua woke up, a kind of unspeakable regret emerged from the bottom of his heart, if he said "the dream of spring is gone without a trace", it would be too fickle, Xiao Hua looked at the clothes neatly, but his figure trembled slightly Ziming, who knelt down in front of him, said, "I will go to the wind and snow, and then I will be a man of the wind and snow. I will search the sky without a trace, and I will return to the people on a snowy night!" The heroic lines still rang out in his ears. , the night of the festival was also last night, a confidante who could be regarded as an eternal confidant became by accident...

What has become? Xiao Hua couldn't think any further! He doesn't want to be the forehead of the Houtu village, nor does he want to be the witch elder of the Houtu village, and he doesn't want to be the witch king of the million Mist Mountains! However, good fortune tricks people, the damn spirit... has pushed himself to an extremely embarrassing situation for the sake of the so-called human nature!

"Ziming..." Xiao Hua thought for a moment, completely ignoring the spirit with a human face and dragon tail not far away, and said with a smile on his face, "Get up, this is all Xiao's fault, you don't have to! "

"My lord..." Ziming's voice trembled, with a kind of excitement, a kind of shyness, and even a kind of fear, and said in a low voice, "Thank you so much, lord! My concubine represents a million Mengshan billions Wan Zimin thank you son..."

"This..." Xiao Hua was a little embarrassed. Although he didn't remember what happened before, he knew better than anyone else the changes in the Wu Body!

Ziming raised his head slightly, his face was blushing all over, like a lotus coming out of the water, looking at Xiao Hua with a pair of wonderful eyes, with admiration and love at the same time, his tone changed to blame: "My lord, do you regret it?"

"Khan..." Xiao Hua hurriedly waved his hand, "How could Xiao regret it? It's just that things happened too suddenly..."

"My lord, just don't regret it!" Ziming smiled slightly and said, "You don't have to think about my concubine, I know what I should do!"

"Are you satisfied now?" Xiao Hua raised his head with a sneer,

Looking at the spirit with a human face and dragon tail, he asked, "Can you find the mystery of the birth of human nature?"

"Really Xiao..." The formation spirit with the human face and dragon tail had never spoken, and at this moment, after hearing Xiao Hua's question, he replied with a smile on his face, "This old man is not the formation spirit of the Sumeru Mountain Buddha Formation, old man It's the death of the Witch King of Million Mist Mountain!"

"Si..." Xiao Hua took a breath of air, his face showed disbelief, and he fixed his eyes on the dragon tail with a human face that was exactly the same as the formation spirit in front of him. Of course, in just a moment, Xiao Hua saw the difference between the two . The spirit is naturally the spirit, although the tone is pretending to be emotional, it sounds cold, and the witch king with a human face and a dragon tail in front of him has a smile on his face, and joy and excitement in his eyes, it is not the inhumane spirit of the spirit at all Something comparable!

"Senior..." Xiao Hua looked at the Witch King with a wry smile, and said, "You always suffer..."

Xiao Hua just said the word "suffering", and immediately felt that it was inappropriate, and took a peek at Zi Ming who was prostrate there, and hurriedly changed his words: "Your old magic power is really powerful!"

The real Witch King has turned into the same size as Xiao Hua, and said with a smile on his face: "The old man only knew that the senior was the savior of my million Mengshan in the world when he used the art of supernatural power, and he is also the benefactor of the future. Some unexpected things will happen when senior comes to Wushen Ridge, but...but what happened now...is beyond my expectation!"

"The senior should be called the junior Xiao Hua or Daoist Xiao!" Xiao Hua hurriedly replied, "Although the junior has some strength, but with Ziming here, how dare the junior be the senior?"

"Well, the old man will call you Daoist Xiao!" The Witch King was very satisfied with Xiao Hua's humility, and nodded with a smile.

Xiao Hua confirmed the identity of the Witch King, and asked hesitantly: "Is what Zhen Ling said before true?"

The Witch King was a little embarrassed, and said in a low voice: "As the Witch King of Million Mist Mountains, this old man has been suppressed here all the time. The old man's affairs are probably known to the spirits, but the things of the spirits... the old man doesn't know at all. That's why I don't know what the spirit said to the real person!"

Xiao Hua understood, and said what Array Spirit had said before, the Witch King nodded and said: "What Array Spirit said is correct, the old man's body has always been under the Buddha Array, and the Wushen Ridge is just the old man's soul body, or called soul film!"

"The junior has a few questions, I want to ask the senior!" Xiao Hua pondered for a moment, and asked.

"Really, please tell me..." The Witch King said with a smile, "Now you and I are one family, there is nothing hard to say!"

Xiao Hua's face was slightly red, and he turned his head to Zi Ming and said: "Zi Ming, you get up, you are like this... I feel uneasy!"

"Mr. Xie..." Ziming got up happily, but Xiao Hua glanced at Ziming, and suddenly frowned, he opened his mouth to say something, but he stopped talking, turned his head and looked at the Witch King, "Senior , Can the spirits hear what we are saying now?"

"If he wants to know, he will know. If he doesn't want to know, he won't know!" The Witch King replied, "However, if the real person doesn't want him to know, the old man can keep him from knowing in a very short time!"

"Oh, it's not necessary now!" Xiao Hua understood what the Witch King meant, nodded and asked, "Senior, since what happened was beyond the senior's expectation, then... why is Ziming here so coincidentally? This is where Mount Sumeru suppressed Anyone can enter the senior's place, right? Don't you ever say that she happened to come to visit your old man..."

The Witch King didn't care about Xiao Hua's suspicion at all, but said with a smile: "What the real person said is true, anyone who encounters such weird things must ask a few more why! Have you ever said that? The old man calculated that the real person would come to Wushen Ridge earlier, so he brought the witch king's order of frugality to the real person! As for why Ziming can come, that is what the old man has been working hard to do! The old man is already old, Time is running out, and the witch king of my million Meng Mountain has not yet appeared. How can I rest assured? The old man used the magic technique to calculate that Ding Ziming would have some chance in Wushen Ridge, and there may be traces of the next generation of witch kings, so The old man only asked Ziming to come here ten years ago! Just a few days ago, Ziming suddenly disappeared from the old man, and the old man realized that the new witch king might be related to the formation spirit..."

"A few days ago?" Xiao Hua blinked his eyes, really felt ashamed to ask further, but he gritted his teeth again, "Since it is controlled by the array spirit, how can Zi Ming come and go freely?"

"The real person doesn't know something!" The Witch King explained, "The Buddha formation is completely sealed on the other side of the Million Mist Mountain, but there are some flaws on the side of the Wushen Ridge, so the old man can keep the soul body in the Wushen Ridge. Moreover, this Buddhist formation has suppressed the old man for a long time, and the formation spirit only monitors the old man, as long as the old man does not leave the Buddhist formation, he usually turns a blind eye to other people waiting to come and go!"

"That is to say..." Xiao Hua was overjoyed suddenly, and said anxiously, "The junior can also leave at any time?"

"Of course!" The Witch King nodded affirmatively, "However, if anyone comes in or out of this place, the old man has to guide them!"

"Great!" Xiao Hua clapped his hands and smiled, "Since that's the case, the junior can rest assured!"

"Why?" The Witch King smiled slightly and asked, "Did Daoist agree to be the Witch King of my Million Meng Mountain?"

Xiao Hua wondered: "Since the junior has become the Witch King, how could he leave here?"

"Then the real person agrees... Ziming's heir becomes the Witch King?" The Witch King asked a step closer.

Xiao Hua frowned, remembering the previous question, hesitantly asked: "Speaking of which, the junior is a little surprised, why is Zi Ming..."

Hearing this, the Witch King raised his hand to touch a dragon scale by his side, and saw a fist-sized dragon scale flying out. On the dragon scale, a nine-colored dot the size of a sesame seed was like a bright star, full of rich flavor. The vitality from this nine-colored place rushes into the void! The Witch King looked at the dragon scale benevolently, and said with a smile, "Is this what the real person said?"

Xiao Hua's expression froze, and he hurriedly raised his head. Sure enough, some blood red was born in the high altitude at this time. It should be that the Witch King cast a spell to block the prying of the formation spirit.

"Senior, what does this mean?" Xiao Hua asked coldly.

The Witch King didn't answer, but instead said that it was another point, the dragon scale fell on the dragon's tail, and the blood red in the high altitude had been torn to pieces under the powerful suppression.

"It's nothing interesting, the old man just wants to discuss something with you!" The Witch King explained, "But this matter is the most important. After the discussion, the old man will send you away, and this matter came too suddenly, the old man You have to think about it, and wait until the end. If you have anything else, ask first."

"Okay!" Xiao Hua wandered around to look around, and asked, "Where is this place? Is it still the sixteenth floor of hell?"

"I don't know where this place is!" The Witch King shook his head and said, "Because the old man has never left this place! However, the real person came down from the space above. It's the sixteen levels of hell!"

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