Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 223: Liangshan Secret Realm, Ganshan Forbidden Land, Ghost City "Deblomo"

"Qunling Mountain?" Wang Ai turned around with his crutches and looked back into the house in confusion.

I always feel like I've heard this name somewhere before.

"Yes, it also has another name, called Wuwang Mountain." Wang Bing leaned back with a look of disdain on his face.

"Witch King? Hehehe." Wang Ai laughed from the doorway, "Such a big name, do the Ten Lords know about it? There's one more Feng Zhenghao, is there going to be another Witch King?"

"What force?" Wang Ai joked.

"They don't have much power. It's said that they are the Yan family from Jiangxi. The head of the family, Yan Youlong, is just living off his family. But they do have a younger generation who is quite famous in the film and television industry and is considered a public figure."

Yan family?

Wang Ai thought for a moment and retracted his foot that was about to step out of the door.

He walked slowly back into the room, sat on a wooden chair next to the desk, leaned on crutches, and looked at Wang Bing with concern.

I have doted on this little great-grandson since he was young. Even now, when he flaps his wings, I know where he will fly.

"My dear, what do you want to do?"

Wang Bing replied, "I want to go to Qunling Mountain. I've had enough of these insignificant little creatures. If I could find a bigger beast, I'd be invincible if I ate it!"

After all, it is a mountain of spirits, so there should be many spirits.

"Oh my little ancestor, please spare me." Wang Ai was so angry that he trembled and hit the blue and white porcelain bricks with his cane. "Have you forgotten what I told you?"

"We are willing to attack without hesitation because we are sure that the opponent is a bug that can be crushed to death with one hand."

"Otherwise you'll be easily bitten! Even though I live a glorious and respectable life, I still live a very cautious and careful life."

"I know what you mean, Master." Wang Bing replied.

But he possesses one of the Eight Great Skills, "Capture Spirits and Send Generals", so even the most powerful spirits have to bow down to him. There is no reason for them to be afraid of him, the lord of the Spirit Mountain.

Besides, no wizard in the world has dared to call himself the "Witch King" since the founding of the country, and no wizard in the world has dared to be so arrogant.

"My dear, my dear, listen to grandpa's advice. The water is too deep here and you can't control it."

"There have been so many talented people throughout history, but they all died because of their arrogance and conceit. Just talking about people of the same generation, Zhang Lingyu from Longhu Mountain is far superior to you, not to mention Zhuge Qing, the genius of Wuhou Sect. You may not even be able to beat the great-granddaughter of that old man Lu Jin."

"Tsk!" Wang Bing remembered Yan Huan's victory over Zhuge Qing, and he was shocked. He still did not give up, "But in the field of witches, no one can beat me."

"Think twice, think twice! When Zhang Zhiwei first showed his talent in the world of extraordinary people, he slapped the then famous Lu Jin in the face and made him cry at the Lu family banquet. Later, he had no rivals among his peers. He was recognized as the 'best' decades ago."

"More recently, there is Ru Hu. Do you know why he is one of the 'Ten Lords'? It's because he can fight! Wang Bing, the world is huge. Don't become a frog in a well and lose your judgment just because of a magic trick."

Wang Bing was filled with anger and stared at the trembling little black snake in his palm.

Unfortunately, the area of ​​Changbai Mountain is the sphere of influence of the witch Guan Shihua, so he cannot go there. Otherwise, once he leaves Shanhaiguan, he will have to capture the elves and eat them as food.

“I understand…” Wang Bing said coldly, holding the black snake in his palm.

"Don't be angry, silly baby. I've already told you that we'll take action when we're sure we can afford to provoke you." Wang Ai rubbed Wang Bing's face repeatedly, and the veins on his face became more and more dense.

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Changbai Mountain, Baiyun Peak.

"Damn you, I'll kill you! Damn it, how dare you play tricks on me!" Qin Jiu rushed over almost non-stop, panting as he headed towards the Tianchi water.

He didn't know what happened that day, but he vaguely felt that there was an invisible force at work.

This was the case when he was haunted by the immortals five years ago, and this was also the case with his good fortune over the past five years.

"Xianjia! Xianjia, look at me!"

"I'm Qin Jiu. If you can't do it, try on me again. I haven't failed to worship you in the past five years!"

He knelt in front of the Tianchi Lake and begged for a long time, but the water surface remained calm, without a ripple.

Upon hearing the sound, Liu Tiancheng emerged from the cave at the bottom of the pool. He gently stirred the water with his snake body and slowly poked his head out. "A member of the Qin family?"

This person should be dead. Could it be that something happened to my youngster?
"It's a pity that Master Yan is out in Liangshan and not here, otherwise I could ask Master Yan about the relevant matters." Liu Tiancheng shook his head. He was confused but could not intervene, otherwise there would be another rumor about a water monster in Tianchi.

Ok?
Liu Tiancheng was about to leave, but then he changed his mind and thought that this guy was deeply sinful and seemed to have committed a lot of evil deeds. According to Master Yan, heaven and earth would have their own justice, and he would not have to bear the consequences if he killed him.

There won't be any strange rumors about a dead person.

After all, it doesn’t matter if there is one more tourist missing in the Changbai Mountain Scenic Area.

puff!

There was a loud bang and Liu Tiancheng jumped out of the water. Qin Jiu saw the huge splash on the water but could not detect where the half-dragon was.

"Is that you, Xianjia?"

"You'll come out to see me?"

The half-dragon said nothing, but swung its tail to slap the water surface. The water splashed to the shore and condensed into a clear line of text.

"You are from the Qin family of Hebei. What do you want to do here?"

The immortals appear!

Qin Jiu was overjoyed and told the Wang family everything he had planned and what happened yesterday.

“You said you didn’t know what was wrapped around your neck, but after that Wang family member showed up, you were fine.”

"Yes, yes, yes!" Qin Jiu nodded devoutly and responded repeatedly.

"Something's wrong, something's wrong!" Liu Tiancheng felt uneasy. It sounded like one of his own kids had been kidnapped.

broken!

The snake opened its mouth and swallowed Qin Jiu into its stomach.

He felt that everything around him was pitch black, and his body leaped into the air unnaturally. There was chaos all around him, but he could hear the voices of immortals.

"Qin family, take me to find them!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Qin Jiu responded repeatedly, and secretly straightened his back in the darkness.

Wang Ai and Wang Bing, no! It's the entire Wang family. This time the immortals are here to help. Let's see how you die!
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The secret place of Liangshan, the forbidden place of Ganshan, the ghost city "Deblomo".

Deblomo, a transliteration from the Yi language, means a place where ghosts gather.

Legend has it that the Deblomo Valley is rocky, dangerous and strange, and once people enter the valley, they will get lost and trapped.

In the early years, some brave villagers wanted to find out what was going on, but most of them never returned. The few survivors who were found were covered in wounds and dying. Since then, the local Yi people have firmly believed that Deblomo is occupied by ghosts and is a forbidden place that mortals cannot approach. It is said that when building houses, their doors will not face the direction of the mountain.

Yan Huan was standing at the entrance of the mountain at this moment. There was a stone skull that looked like a human figure and looked lifelike.

“Is this the gate of hell?”

"The Liangshan shaman lineage is a little too secretive."

Ah Qiu!

Yan Huan sneezed and looked around in confusion. How could he feel so cold even though the fire essence was all over his body?
At this time, a miserable and sad sound of a rooster crowing came from the entrance. Yan Huan looked in the direction of the sound and saw a little boy holding a kitchen knife, hitting the chicken's back with the back of the knife.

The chicken was beaten so hard that it was bleeding and its screams were almost gone.

The boy kept knocking the thing while muttering, "Hit the Deblomo ghost's head, hit the Deblomo ghost's head..."

Only after he had beaten the chicken to death did he stealthily hang the body on a low wall.

I have created a group and I am introducing it here. Anyone who is interested can come and play. (The author is walking on thin ice as he may be backstabbed by his second uncle at any time. I have been in this group for a while, with only three people. I have identified that it is a big failure.)
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(End of this chapter)