The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 1312
"You dare to scold me?"

The witch was obviously annoyed by my words, and let out a long series of strange laughter.

'Jie Jie Jie Jie...'

This laughter almost made me think that she had lost her mind. This is not a laugh, it is no different from crying.

"Boy, although you are a little old, if you can control your soul, then peel off your scalp, put your skull in a medicine pot and boil it, and then let the little devil eat your Soul, then I believe that the power of your brain is absolutely no worse than these brats!"

The witch's words were in a bit of strange Chinese, perhaps because of the air leakage from her shriveled mouth, many words were unclear, which made her more evil and her behavior was even more ugly.

What she told me was the way these baby spirits were made. She tried to use this method to undermine my confidence and remind me of my deepest fears.

But my state of mind at this time has reached a point where it is difficult to relax, how can she be able to scare me with a few words?
What's more, I have experienced so many years of adventures, and I have seen many more vicious things than this. There are many things that shocked me. Facing the corpses everywhere, I saw it in the ghost raising clan in southern Xinjiang. The ghost pit in the city is also almost the same as here.

Sometimes, knowledge and experience can really enhance a person's self-confidence, which is beyond doubt.

So this old witch can't suppress me in any way from the state of mind.

"Stop talking nonsense, tell me directly, what kind of conspiracy do you have to set up so many human head towers here, grab so many baby spirits and gather here?"

I took another step, two steps closer to the green bead.

The old witch looked at me with her triangular eyes sideways: "Tell me first, how you broke down my baby spirit tower just now."

I sneered: "Is this considered a quid pro quo?"

The old witch's shriveled mouth squirmed twice: "Forget it, don't think that I will be at a disadvantage for telling me this, because it is very important to me. Over the years, there have been almost no mistakes in my baby spirit pagoda. You are the first one. People who escaped from my baby spirit tower."

First?
I sneered: "Then you are really ignorant. According to what I know, the hands and feet of the people who can escape from your infant spirit pagoda can't be counted. As for the people who can break your infant spirit tower, at least There are also ten fingers, which shows how ignorant you old woman is."

The old witch was so angry that I gritted her teeth and trembled. I even wondered if this guy would faint from my anger and have a 'touch porcelain' with me.

Don't worry, I will never be afraid to help her, because I am too lazy to help her.

"You're talking nonsense! Even Ning Badao and Ou Qiankun didn't break open my Infant Spirit Pagoda back then. You are just their grandchildren, and you dare to speak out here!"

The old witch yelled at me sharply.

I frowned: "You actually know my grandfather and my grandfather, and I also know my identity. It seems that you know a lot?"

The old witch snorted coldly: "The two old bastards are just defeated."

I took a deep breath, feeling the gloomy atmosphere in this secret room: "You are not even as good as a beast."

The old witch was so angry that she yelled, "How dare you scold me?"

I raised my eyebrows: "I've already scolded you three times, and you're still chattering here, old things are just chattering, if you haven't told me your purpose, I'm afraid this will have killed you gone."

The old witch trembled: "Okay, okay, I don't bother to ask you, I just need to imprison your soul and turn you into a living corpse, and see if you dare to talk hard to me then."

I nodded between my eyebrows: "I'm afraid, you still don't have the ability to imprison my soul. Bianhua, show up."

The soul came out of the body, the ghost king rose, and half of my soul came out of the body, and there were already fireworks everywhere.

These fireworks swept the souls of the baby spirits in the air, and the faces of twisted and painful babies emerged from the layer of gloomy resentment.

A gleam flashed in the old witch's triangular eyes: "You know that I know you very well, but you dare to release your soul in front of me? Are you not throwing yourself into a trap?"

I looked at her indifferently: "I am different from you. I am a human being. Even a ghost is a human soul. You are a beast, so you don't care about the souls of these children, but I care about them, so even if I am a little dangerous, I will also save these children first, I can't use the spell, so I have to let them disappear completely."

Reincarnation is not necessarily happiness, and dissipation is also a kind of relief.

While fireworks were everywhere on the other side, the dark purple fire also flowed out of my left eye like a long snake.

The old witch was even more surprised: "Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you, and I will imprison your soul first!"

As the old witch spoke, a cane was exposed from under her long sleeves. The cane was a long cane, with a round head at one end, like a toilet scooper, and a broom head at the other end.

I couldn't help but laugh when I saw this scene. Could it be that this old guy is really like the witches in those fairy tales, who can fly on a broom for me to see?
The old witch stretched the end of the toilet shovel towards me, murmured a long series of incantations that I couldn't understand at all, and then jumped, and danced again and again.

This scene made me feel quite ridiculous. Obviously, her spellcasting speed was too far behind mine, but I didn't dare to be careless when I thought that she had defeated my grandpa and my grandfather.

I continued to burn the remnants of the baby spirits in the air. At the beginning, those baby spirits attacked my Bianhua fiercely, and then they began to enjoy the feeling of being burned.

Because they enjoy the breath of death, death is much more comfortable than living.

So these infant spirits began to rush to the vicinity of Zihuo like moths to the flame, and they actually wanted to leave more quickly.

At this moment, the old witch's spell stopped suddenly, and she pointed at the toilet shovel again, and my short sword was bounced off the ground, and the green bead bounced up, and slammed directly at the toilet. The son flew over.

'Snapped'

The bead hit the toilet seat, and I don't know whether it was absorbed by the toilet seat, or the bead should have been there in the first place, anyway, these two things are combined together.

At this moment, I felt some sense of threat, coming from that toilet...

No, it's on the cane.

"Great Sorcerer God, please grant me the strength to chop this brat to death!"

The witch suddenly said this.

Then, the entire stone chamber was filled with smoke.

(End of this chapter)