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

Chapter 285 Let’s fight together. I’m going to beat ten of them!

Yuan Tao's body was frozen in place like a clay sculpture. Silly Dan'er, who was hanging on the vines, had no idea what was going on. He only knew that the scene was very similar to when his grandmother died.

“Ugh!”

Handan made strange noises and kept spraying Yan Huan with the broken water gun, but only a few small water drops came out of the muzzle and fell slowly onto the mud.

"Okay, the next thing is to deal with you." Yan Huan brought the upside-down Silly Boy in front of him.

The big fool pursed his lips, tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes and dripped onto his forehead.

In the past, this simple boy was a "village guardian". He was not a bad person, but a little silly. However, he knew everything about the village, and would take the initiative to help at weddings and funerals in the village, so that he could get food for his grandmother and himself.

In the eyes of the older generation, "village guards" are not regarded as normal people. In the village, these people are believed to have spent their entire lives protecting the land.

They come to the human world to practice hardship, to ward off disasters and misfortunes for the village, and to take all the bad luck upon themselves. The suffering in this life is for happiness in the next.

But for the younger generation, especially the young children, the situation of that silly boy was completely different. He was just a fool who could be bullied and humiliated at will. Especially after his grandmother passed away, the bullying became even worse.

In a sense, Yuan Tao did save Han Daner from danger.

Although Handan is silly, he has good intentions. If someone hadn't touched the cloth bag necklace hanging on his chest, he wouldn't have been angry at all.

And that cloth bag was extremely important to him because it contained his grandmother's ashes.

"You finally escaped from the sea of ​​suffering, but met unkind people. I don't know whether you are lucky or unlucky." Yan Huan raised his hand and pointed, and the only eight remaining "Nine Dragons" magic weapons flew into the air and were strung around Handan'er's neck.

"Let's look back at the company's handling attitude."

Snapped!
With another snap of the fingers, the vines began to crawl, dragging Silly Boy towards the arena.

After resolving this sudden accident, Yan Yu's game was about to begin.

Yan Huan thought about it and decided to find the whereabouts of "Taiyin" as soon as possible, so he used the "Fire Condensation Clone" technique and sent a fire monkey-like form of himself to the competition venue of the Luotian Dajiao, while he continued to wander in the mountains.

Clap your hands, and a group of red-billed blue magpies and blue-throated bee-eaters living in the mountains flap their wings and fly over, making a rustling sound in the forest.

"Everyone, please help me find the abnormal place in the mountain."

Yan Huan bowed, and the birds that came in flocks flew away again.

After a short while, there were bursts of birds singing in all directions, and the clear and melodious sounds were endless.

"Are there so many anomalies in Longhu Mountain?"

Yan Huan looked confused, turned around, and went from the west first, following the sound of birds singing to find each one.

Arriving at Xishantou, we found that this place was not deep or dangerous, but only two kilometers away from the competition venue. However, it was extremely hidden, surrounded by bushes with lush branches and leaves, making it a good place to hide things.

"There is no spirit's breath, but there is some vitality of living people. Who is hiding in a place like this?"

Aren't you afraid of mosquito bites?
Yan Huan glanced in the direction where the two were hiding. The two "Quan Xing" hiding behind the lush branches and leaves felt as if they had fallen into an icy cave, not daring to breathe.

I just received the confusing news from Mr. Yuan. How come I met the Witch King of Qunling Mountain in the blink of an eye?
"Not good, not good..."

The purple-haired woman squatted behind a thick branch, holding a steel nail and carefully hiding her Qi.

"Fuck his mother, I came here happily because they said they were going to send someone to ambush me, but no one said that the Witch King Yan Huan ran to this place?"

"Looking for spirits, this guy should just be here to look for spirits, right?"

The purple-haired woman swallowed and blended herself into the surrounding environment.

"Master has taught us that humans should regard themselves as the most intelligent creatures in the universe. It is this arrogant thought that hinders human progress. As a part of the universe, humans must learn from the strengths of all creatures. Only in this way can they eventually merge with all creatures..."

"Hidden in nature like this without being noticed..."

The woman murmured in a low voice, and the leaves behind her rustled. With a whoosh, Yan Huan appeared behind her, hanging upside down like a bat.

"Quan Xing, are you from the Natural School?" Yan Huan asked with a smile.

"This is really a disgrace to the tradition passed down by the great heroes of the north and south. If you act so recklessly, you will easily be abandoned by everything. It is better to control your temper."

"Aiya!!!" The sharp and piercing roar made Yan Huan cover his ears.

The woman shouted to the side, "We've been discovered, hurry up!" Seeing the purple-haired woman's gaze turned to him, the man in the beret hiding in the bushes suddenly clenched the blowgun in his hand.

Damn it, you are the one who is exposed. If you shout like that, won’t both of us be exposed? ?

"Stupid woman!" The man in beret cursed in his heart, and he gathered all his energy in his mouth, and the poison needle in the quiver shot out instantly.

With such a fast speed, even the Witch King would find it difficult to react!
Swish!
Three poison needles pierced Yan Huan's body, and the man in the beret jumped out of the bushes excitedly.

"It worked! What a Witch King, he is nothing but this. He has been hit by my 'Third Night King of Hell Arrow', even gods can't save him!"

thump!
Not far away, a figure fell to the ground from a tree trunk.

"Huh?" The man in beret stared at the woman who had fainted at the protruding tree root in amazement. His hands were shaking so much that his blowpipe fell to the ground.

He saw three water holes above the trees and on Yan Huan's chest, with clear, bright water flowing through them.

The three poison needles went straight through his body!

At this moment, the man in the beret suddenly understood what the "monster" that Mr. Yuan was referring to was.

He acted decisively and started running, but before he could run a few meters, sharp thorns from the bushes under his feet suddenly grew and pierced his limbs, severing the tendons in his hands and feet.

"Ahhhhh!" The man in the beret rolled on the ground in pain. His arms and legs were no longer able to move. He could only watch helplessly as the vines wrapped around his ankles and lifted his body up.

"What a bummer."

Yan Huan casually hung the man on the tree.

and many more?

After thinking about it, Yan Huan sensed something strange. Could it be that the unusual movement information sent back by the bird was all from the group of guys lurking in "Quan Xing"?
I thought Longhu Mountain was full of spirits, but I didn't expect it to be full of lice.

But Yan Huan thought about it carefully and decided that he had to go and see it. What if there was a place where "Taiyin" was located, then he would have missed it in vain.

call out!
Yan Huan blended into the mountain and used the ground-walking technique to sneak to a stone cave on the right side of the cliff of the Tianshi Mansion in a blink of an eye.

The cave was dark, located on the side away from the light, and bottomless in the depths. Three people were leaning against the stone walls on both sides, sitting casually on the raised stone platform.

The three of them, one a thief with big ears that stick out in the wind, one a weak and sickly man, and one with thick lips and a long tongue, all cast their eyes over at the same time.

"We're hiding so well, how could anyone come here?" The big mouth's thick, sausage-like lips touched each other, and a very magnetic voice came out.

"The person who came seems to be someone extraordinary. Let's all stand up and greet him together."

The three of them clapped their legs, stood up excitedly, and walked out of the cave.

Yan Huan saw that the reactions of the few people were completely different from the "Quan Xing" he had seen before, so he asked, "Who are you three?"

"Ears to hear anger."

"The body is full of worries."

"Tongue tastes thought."

The three of them introduced themselves one by one.

Taoism uses the six senses of sight, sound, smell, taste, touch, and dharma as media to induce evil that robs all good things, and therefore compares them to thieves.

Among them, color is the thief of the eyes, sound is the thief of the ears, fragrance is the thief of the nose, taste is the thief of the tongue, touch is the thief of the body, and dharma is the thief of the heart.

The one standing in front of Yan Huan at this moment was none other than the third of the “Six Thieves”, whose reputation was inferior to the three “Quan Xing” corpses and the four madmen.

"Since you are here, please stay, Mr. Witch King."

"This operation was discovered, and it was difficult to handle."

Yan Huan turned around, his gaze fixed on the dense woods opposite the cave entrance, where seven different auras were faintly emanating.

"I see. Is the number of people your confidence and reliance?"

"Then don't waste time, come at me all at once. I want to beat ten of them." Yan Huan raised his hand, put his four fingers together and hooked them forward.

(End of this chapter)