The witch looks at her moves

Chapter 49 Demonic Fire Burns the Sky
  Miao's mother and grandma disappeared, and her last words were for Su Zhen and Feng Hua to leave.

The old craftsman relied on the curse and neglected to guard it. Logically speaking, as long as he kept walking westward, he could leave here and return to the fairy mountain.

It's not easy to leave.

The Diao Pond was as big as a lake and boundless. They had no boats and boats and could not cross it. After discussion, the two decided to return along the original path of the cave.

The valley is high, with green mist flowing all year round. The mountain walls are covered with water vapor, making it impossible to climb. The mountain path is extremely narrow. There is only one way in and out, and at the end lies a cold stream filled with fish.

The two entered the cold stream and waded through the water for a while before reaching the shore.

They were already cautious, but the moment they arrived on the shore, two blacksmith boys appeared in front of them on time.

"You two girls, long time no see. Has your illness been cured?" The boy grinned.

Without any hesitation.

Su Zhen and Feng Hua took action at the same time, rushing towards the two boys one from the left and one from the right.

This was Su Zhen's first real battle after becoming a master of cultivation. He leaned close to the boy, stretched out his arms, and his magic power instantly broke through Jiang Gong and poured into his palms.

Su Zhen held the boy's chin with one palm and pressed the back of his head with the other.

"Huh? What do you want to do?"

The boy looked at the scene in front of him and felt it was so funny.

He wanted to capture the opponent casually, but his fear of Tai Wu Shen made him hesitate for a moment.

In the eyes of the boy, Su Zhen was still the helpless "girl" who couldn't even break free from his iron-like hands, let alone fight with him.

He couldn't imagine the changes in Su Zhen in the past half month.

What's more, he didn't expect that his hesitation would directly cost him his life.

Su Zhen pressed his head with both hands, exerted force on his arms and wrists, and twisted it violently.

Ga! !

The sound of bones breaking exploded in the boy's cervical spine.

This head was actually screwed off directly by Su Zhen!

No blood spurted out.

Hidden in the neck is a thick spring that connects the head to the body.

The spring was unable to rebound due to excessive stretching, so it had no choice but to pull the head and hang limply.

On the other side, Feng Hua had also killed another boy. Her method was even more cruel. She directly grabbed the upper and lower jaws of the other boy's mouth and tore the entire head apart.

After briefly burying the bodies, Su Zhen and Feng Hua continued to move forward.

The mountains are foggy and surrounded by complicated hills and valleys. As long as you can escape into it, even the craftsmen of the old craftsmanship house will be difficult to find.

but.

Today, their luck seems not to be very good.

After taking just two steps, I heard applause ringing from behind, and what sounded together was the voice of appreciation:
  "What a show."

In the green mist behind him, a man appeared at some point.

The man was handsome and handsome, with a slender figure. The bun on his head was tied with a red jade hairpin. With a kind smile on his face, he continued:

"The two girls are so handsome. Logically speaking, everyone who is taken to the old craftsman's office should have their magic power deprived of them. How can you be an exception? Is there anyone in the old craftsman's office helping you?"

This man looked confused, and Su Zhen and Feng Hua were equally confused:

They had just left Grandma Miao's cave, and it was only a matter of seconds before they killed two boys. How could they be caught by someone by such a coincidence?

Is it just bad luck? Or rather, this man, like the boy, has been staying here.

But he doesn't dress like a blacksmith, so he has no obligation to guard the witch sword...

Their thoughts were racing like lightning. After looking at each other, they immediately understood each other's thoughts.

The man didn't wait for an answer, he only waited for the combined attack of Su Zhen and Feng Hua.

From his perspective, the short-haired girl was like a dagger forged with thousands of hammers, and the cold light was narrow and heart-stopping.

Although the speed and moves of the other red-haired girl were inferior, there was a wonderful sense of harmony in her movements when she launched her moves. What was incredible was that the moment she approached, the vigilance that had been dormant for a long time was easily aroused.

She seems to be more dangerous than the short-haired girl.

"I, Qiu Wu, am a disciple of the carpenter Master Mo. I have been practicing Taoism for forty-five years. I have studied the techniques of the Shan School and learned the tricks of the two girls."

The man who called himself Qiu Wu was very polite. He raised his arms, and drew out a soft force with one arm, which stuck to Feng Hua's palm knife. The five fingers on the other side were bent like a tiger's palm, exerting astonishing force to repel the approaching Su Zhen. .

While parrying the two attacks at the same time, he did not forget to introduce his name, age, and martial arts origins.

After reporting his family status, Qiu Wu took action.

His hands were intertwined in a seal on his chest.

The moment it was sealed, danger appeared from all directions at the same time.

There are more than twenty completely different artifacts, some are like bull heads and deer antlers, some are like snakes, scorpions and rats, and some are like whisks. The same thing is that they are all extremely exquisite. These ingenious wooden objects hang like a swarm of locusts. The green mist enveloped Feng Hua and Su Zhen airtightly.

"Squirrel, cardinal, gladiolus, horned deer——"

Qiu Wu's fingers danced in the air, as if he were playing a piano that didn't exist.

He actually named each wooden sculpture and selected them accurately by name. When the names of the four objects were called out, it was like the finishing touch, and they suddenly turned into smart living things.

The gray mist bites, the cardinal flutters its feathers, the gladioli droops, and the antlered deer bucks.

They all locked Su Zhen's vital points, each showing their abilities and attacking together.

Enemies are often the most difficult to deal with when they first meet.

Faced with completely unfamiliar martial arts spells, even masters can easily stumble, not to mention that the masters are still facing each other now.

Su Zhen had no weapons in his hands, so it was difficult to intercept these attacks with tricky trajectories. He could only rely on his body skills to dodge and move around to avoid the waves of attacks.

After releasing the four wood carvings, Qiu Wu was convinced that Su Zhen couldn't break the spell, so he didn't look at him and only stared at Feng Hua attentively.

Qiu Wu shouted out four more names:
  "White leaves, autumn snow, black furnace, charcoal fire——"

Four more wooden sculptures came to life, shrinking and expanding in the mist, drifting, or burning, burning the world into brilliant colors.

In an instant, Fenghua was surrounded by danger.

Unable to determine where the danger came from, she simply ignored it and focused on attacking his face.

Feng Hua didn't use all her strength at first, but Qiu Wu suddenly accelerated when she launched the offensive. The wooden sculptures passed by her, seemingly dangerous, but none of them could touch the corners of her clothes.

The distance of dozens of feet shortened in one breath.

The girl took a deep breath, bent her knees, and jumped up suddenly.

Cutting upward with the hand knife, Zhongqiu Wu's neck was instantly chopped off.

Before Qiu Wu's Adam's apple was cut into pieces, his lips moved and he recited an extremely concise spell.

ga-

The head flew out.

Debris from vegetation flew like snow.

Qiu Wu disappeared, and what was left to die for him was a dummy made of wood, bones, and straw.

Almost at the same time, a wooden block shaped like a ram split open in the air, and the belly of a several-inch-sized sheep sculpture emerged. Qiu Wu came out in an incredible posture, and the cloth stretched out on his naked body, wrapping his entire body. in.

Qiu Wu opened his arms, his sleeves fluttering in the wind, and the smile on his face grew stronger.

"I was ordered to stay here by Master. I thought it was a leisurely job, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult. Although Grandma Miao is famously rebellious in the old craftsman's office, she is not bored enough to help two people. The person who will undoubtedly die... Huh? She seems to have done something to you, let me take a closer look——"

A wooden hand opened in the air.

It has no traces of carving, more like the natural branching of branches.

It headed towards the cover of the flower seal.

Feng Hua dodged to avoid it. Her movement skills were extremely fast, but she couldn't move faster than this hand. After three breaths, all her room for movement was blocked, and she was already trapped.

At this time.

There was a thunderous sound behind Qiu Wu.

He frowned and turned back.

The cage of four wooden sculptures is empty.

A red shadow appeared in front of his eyes.

It was red hair that was swaying like fire.

Qiu Wu didn't understand what the red-haired girl had done. The only thing he knew was that the other party's strength increased several times, and she instantly broke through the cage he had woven and appeared in front of him.

His eyes were vicious, and he knew that this was not the opponent's true strength, but a temporary illusion caused by the explosion, so he did not panic.

Two wooden arms appeared in front of him, crisscrossing each other, intercepting Su Zhen's fist.

The wooden arm shattered after resisting for two breaths.

The punch is slightly weaker, but still fierce.

Qiu Wu had to open his arms and turn his palms to receive it.

tear-

Qiu Wu's sleeves were torn apart by the magic power and turned into strips of cloth. His long hair flew back and the sails on his back bulged, using his entire body to resist the force of the punch.

"That's it."

Although he was a little embarrassed, Qiu Wu still caught the punch. He pushed back with both palms and shook him back to the ground with a soft force. His back hit the stone hard.

Unlike the pair of blacksmith boys, he had no pity for the other party's Taisha identity.

He knew that as long as the opponent was not beaten to death, the old carpenter would always have a way to treat him. As for affecting the materials... he was not a member of the carpenter's shop, so why did he care so much?
  Su Zhen took action in time and allowed Feng Hua to escape.

When Qiu Wu looks back.

Feng Hua squatted half-crouched, kneeling on one knee, looking up at him.

Qiu Wu frowned, wondering what spell this girl wanted to use.

Fenghua didn't use any spells, she simply knelt down and jumped up.

She has been walking on one foot all year round, and her leg strength is much stronger than that of her peers. At this time, her powerful leap was like a bullet coming out of the barrel, and she roared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Qiu Wu looked surprised, realizing that he had misjudged this girl's strength.

Qiu Wu moved his lips, recited the spell quickly, and recast the previous spell of Li Daitao.

at the same time.

Su Zhen, who Qiu Wu thought had been defeated, actually stood up from the ground. He released the second forbidden spell and said in a calm tone: "Shuo Zhuo Tuo."

During this breath, Qiu Wu thought a lot.

This red-haired girl doesn't have much magic power, so why can she still stand up after catching her hand and falling to the ground? What was she performing? The art of forbidden curse? How could someone practice forbidden spells? She was so young, she probably couldn't even get in, right?

Of course, what dominated his consciousness was the message that appeared in his mind out of thin air as Su Zhen recited the spell: the same trick cannot be repeated.

This is an order.

Unreasonable and absurd.

However, Qiu Wu's death-substitution technique was actually interrupted.

The straw man failed to appear.

Feng Hua appeared in front of Qiu Wu, and her fingers shaped like eagle claws grabbed his throat like iron pliers.

The seventy-two spells he had practiced over the years flashed through Qiu Wu's mind, but none of them could cope with the situation in front of him.

The straw man's death spell never went wrong. It was so easy to use that Qiu Wu never practiced other escape spells.

Death is coming.

This shouldn't be his end.

He is far stronger than these two people. As long as he is allowed to distance himself, he will no longer hold back and crush them to death with the magical magic in the carpenter's inheritance.

He was respected by others all his life and was very calm in situations. His master even said that he could become a great master in the future. How could he die at the hands of two junior girls? Qiu Wu's throat was crushed by Feng Hua.

The girl's slender fingers inserted into his brain. Qiu Wu had never heard such a roar before. What did he think it was? After a moment, it suddenly dawned on me: it turned out to be death making the noise.

Qiu Wu's body fell to the ground.

Twenty-three wooden sculptures all fell to the ground, scattered like a mass grave.

Su Zhen breathed out lightly.

Qiu Wu's blow was indeed extremely powerful. It shook his soul and almost made him unconscious. Fortunately, he had some skills in soul skills and a strong body, so he was able to bear it.

"well done."

Feng Hua shook the blood from her fingertips, and instead of experiencing the thrill of victory, she just asked: "Yu Yue, are you okay?"

After using Ni Qi Sheng, most of the mana in Su Zhenjiang's palace was instantly gone, making his face turn pale and his steps sluggish.

That's not the main thing. After waking up today, a dizzy feeling like blood loss lingered in his body, so that he couldn't use his limbs very well. I haven't felt this way since I became a master of soul skills. Why today...

"I am fine."

Su Zhen gritted his teeth and shook his head.

There is no time to think too much. Although this is a quick battle, the movement is not small. If a few more craftsmen are attracted, they will not be able to escape today.

Su Zhen steeled himself and set off with Feng Hua immediately.

"Senior brother, senior brother, I went to investigate as you asked. There was no one in the cave, only a cat. The cat ran so fast that I didn't catch it, but I saw a lot of blood and meat floating on the water - Senior brother, senior brother?”

A short boy wearing a round hat jumped over from the other side of the stream. His face was covered with white powder, and there were two red dots on each cheek.

He stopped.

At his feet were messy wooden sculptures and a headless corpse wearing familiar clothes.

"Senior brother?"

The boy in the round hat realized something, fell to his knees and cried loudly.

He frowned and saw the two murderers who were on the run in fear of crime. He put his hands in the shape of a trumpet, put them to his mouth, and shouted: "Wooden man! Wooden man! Don't speak, don't move!!"

"Cover your ears——"

Feng Hua spoke quickly, wanting to remind her, but it was too late.

A force rushed into the body unreasonably, locking the limbs and bones, making the two unable to move.

The more powerful the spell, the shorter it will last. This is the spell that the round-hat boy is best at. He studies and practices it day and night, but it can only last for three breaths.

However, it is enough.

In these three breaths, the young man took off a short tube from his senior brother Qiu Wu's waist, peeled off the stopper, and an arrow of white smoke roared through the clouds and exploded above the old craftsman's house.

When the spell was lifted, nearby craftsmen had broken through the fog and surrounded the two key criminals.

There is no escape.

The escape plan had not really started yet, but it was about to fail outside this cold stream.

Fenghua felt a hint of despair.

At this time, something touched her back. She glanced in shock, only to find that it was Su Zhen leaning on her arm.

"What's wrong with you?" Feng Hua asked hurriedly.

"I……"

Su Zhen gritted his teeth and persisted, but he was still groggy and unable to move.

When Feng Hua supported his arm, she touched something under his wrist. When she opened it and took a look, she was shocked.

——Su Zhen's wrist seemed to have been pricked by a needle, leaving several bright red spots, and around the red spots was a terrifying blue-black bruise.

Judging from the color of the bruise, it should have been left a few hours ago. One thing happened one after another just now, but neither of them noticed it!

'Who inflicted this wound? Grandma Miao? What did she do to Yu Yue? '

Feng Hua's mind turned quickly and she remembered the miracle that had happened to her. Her intuition told her that there must be some kind of connection between the two.

The blue mist separates.

The figures of the craftsmen passed through the fog and appeared beside Feng Hua and Su Zhen.

Feng Hua looked around. She felt ironic, but she was helpless. When murderous intent surged around her, Qiu Wu's words when she died also appeared in Feng Hua's heart: How could it end like this?

----

The flames burned loudly, and a wave of heat rushed towards my face.

Su Zhen vaguely heard the sound of "dang-dang-dang", which was far away at first. As he regained consciousness, the clear and clear sound became louder and louder until it occupied all of his hearing.

Su Zhen opened his eyes and saw the long-lost big black monkey. It was swinging a hammer and hitting the red-hot iron piece. Sparks splashed on the anvil, making the blacksmith's face turn red and then black.

"You have really caused a huge disaster."

Seeing that Su Zhen had woken up, the big black monkey spoke coldly and said: "Grandma Miao was killed by you, and Qiu Wu was also killed by you. It has been a hundred years since criminals killed craftsmen, let alone a famous craftsman. Yu Yue, if not You are a sorcerer, so you must have been sentenced to death."

Su Zhen was grateful for the kindness of Miao's mother and was slandered as a murderer, and he felt dissatisfied. However, he knew the current situation and it was pointless to defend himself, so he simply said nothing.

Feng Hua had also been captured and was sitting beside him on her knees.

Her hands and feet were pierced with silk threads and cruelly sewn together.

This is the blacksmith's house, but besides the blacksmith, there are two other people in the house.

One is a woman. The woman has a young appearance and disheveled hair. She is wearing a large snow-white animal fur and a pair of deerskin boots. People would mistake her for a hunter. But Su Zhen guessed her true identity almost instantly - she too A tailor.

The other is a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, clothed in cloth clothes and a cloth hat. The more ordinary his face is, the more different the three pairs of arms he carries behind him are.

There were still many figures standing vaguely outside the door, but they couldn't be seen clearly.

"You are the one who killed my disciple?" the middle-aged man said in a cold tone.

"Disciple? He is your apprentice? Are you also a carpenter?" Feng Hua frowned.

"Are you pretending to be stupid?"

The middle-aged man said coldly: "I remember your name, Feng Hua, and I believe you should also remember me, because after you entered the old craftsman's house, the first craftsman you saw was me. You are the sheath of the witch sword. It is extremely important, so I asked Qiu Wu to take care of it secretly, but I didn’t expect..."

The middle-aged man sighed heavily: "I underestimated you."

His words seemed ordinary, but they caused countless ripples in Feng Hua's already calm heart.

In the original plan, she was indeed to be made into a wooden sheath.

If the old craftsman's rules were correct, then when the curse struck, she should have turned into wood, but her flesh and blood had clearly turned into threads.

What exactly is going on? !
  Bizarre things happened one after another.

The old craftsman's curse has lasted for thousands of years and has never gone wrong. It has surpassed all the iron laws in the world. But why have so many strange things happened in just a few days?

Su Zhen knew what Feng Hua was thinking, because he also had the same confusion, and this confusion aroused the uneasiness in his heart.

He suddenly remembered the story the teacher told them in class: A and B went to take a flight together. The plane before them crashed. A was very scared and did not dare to take another ride. But B smiled and said that the probability of the plane crashing was 2. One in 100,000, if something happens to the car in front, can’t we just sit back and relax?
  Many people also think what B said makes sense, but the teacher gave a negative answer. He said that once something with a very small probability happens, there must be some abnormal factors. If this factor is not found, then what will happen? The next flight could be just as dangerous.

"They also killed your most respected senior sister. As one of the three leaders of today's tailors, don't you want to say something?" The middle-aged man looked at the woman.

"Senior sister was not killed by them."

The woman spoke calmly, with a sense of certainty in her sad tone: "They are too weak to kill Senior Sister. There is another reason for Senior Sister's death. However, there must be secrets hidden in them, and I want to see it."

The woman moved her fingers.

As if an invisible loom had been set up, hundreds of threads appeared around Su Zhen at the same time in the dim room.

The old blacksmith swung the hammer violently, and there was another clear and long sound. The delicate silk threads spontaneously ignited and fell to the ground into ashes.

The woman's expression changed, "What do you mean?"

"These are my materials, and they are too witchy. According to the old blacksmith's rules, you are not qualified to touch them." The old blacksmith said.

"If we don't touch her, the mystery of senior sister's death will never be solved," the woman said.

"Does it matter whether it is solved or not?"

The old blacksmith smiled coldly: "Guiyun, have you forgotten? The craftsmen in the old blacksmith's workshop are all prisoners and slaves. What we should do is to go to the heaven to relieve our sins. Grandma Miao's mother He is indeed a great craftsman, but no matter how great a craftsman is, he is still a prisoner or a slave. What does it matter if there is one more or one less? She may be very important to you, but to me, she is far less important than a Taisha Shen."

"Only an old slave like you who has lost all humanity would think so." Guiyun smiled colder than him, "Senior Sister Qiyue treated me like a teacher and a mother. Now that she died mysteriously, no matter what, I will find out."

"These are my people, but Grandma Miao kept them by her side on the pretext of treating illnesses. In just half a month, Grandma Miao was healing their legs and teaching their skills. You said she would stay with them?" You are like family, have I ever been so kind to you?" the old blacksmith asked.

"..."

Guiyun lowered his eyebrows and said nothing.

"Qiyue is cold-hearted by nature. In the past, she only treated her patients on the spot and didn't want to spend more time. I have never seen her be so kind to others. Guiyun, why don't you think about it, does Qiyue have any hidden meanings in doing this? If I were You will never investigate them, lest you ruin Qiyue's plan."

No matter what Grandma Miao wanted to do, the old blacksmith didn't care. His words just wanted to send Guiyun away, but they were not unreasonable.

Guiyun's pretty face was uncertain, and her expression became more solemn.

"Grandma Miao died in an unknown manner, but my apprentice Qiu Wu actually died in their hands. Qiu Wu is my best apprentice. I watched him grow up. He is like my child." The middle-aged man spoke again.

"What do you want?" asked the blacksmith.

"A Taisha body is worth twenty years of merit. After it is cast, I will share it with you for ten years. Otherwise, I will not be able to give an explanation to my disciple." The middle-aged man said.

"Delusion." The blacksmith answered simply.

"Then I won't give up." The middle-aged man stretched out his arms.

Amidst the banging of iron and fire, the tense atmosphere became increasingly intense. Feng Hua and Su Zhen both hoped that they could have a fight so that they could escape in the chaos. However, the craftsmen's words were tit for tat, but it was not like Really want to fight.

After thinking about it carefully, Su Zhen also understood the connection: the old craftsman's rules were strict and the craftsmen were not allowed to fight among themselves, otherwise their merits would be lost.

The three of them just spent time in the old craftsman's office.

Su Zhen and Feng Hua looked at each other, their hearts sinking a little bit.

As time goes by, Lao Jun wants to die.

At dusk, Su Zhen asked Yu Yue: "What is going on? Why did Grandma Miao suddenly die? What did she do to us, and how did Fenghua come back to life?"

"She volunteered." Yu Yue said.

"Voluntary? What voluntary?" Su Zhen was puzzled.

"Shh, stop talking now~"

Yu Yue interrupted Su Zhen's words and lowered her voice: "Prick up your ears and listen carefully."

When Yu Yue reminded me, the noise was still far away.

But Su Zhen heard it.

He couldn't describe the sound. It was like a demonic wind passing through, destroying buildings and vegetation, or like a wildebeest migrating, its hooves trampling rocks and earth. If you listen carefully, you can hear the meaning of iron and fire in it.

Something rushed over from there, and the flames burned through the mist and dust, rising to the sky fiercely. It was a sight that the old craftsman had not seen for thousands of years, as if the end was coming.

"That was the sound of war and chaos." Yu Yue gave an accurate description.

War and chaos?

This is a cursed place for the old craftsman. Who would kill here if they don't care about their life?

At this time, I heard the beating of drums, the sound shook the sky, and the roar of the giant monster was high and loud, piercing the clouds and cracking rocks, sweeping across thousands of miles of land, and came to the front:
  "For a thousand years, we have been imprisoned under the Demon Suppression Tower, suffering the torture of reincarnation, unable to survive or die. Now that the Demon Lord has come to this world, we are finally at ease!

Our demon bodies are all broken and no longer at their peak, so we use this useless body to rush into the cursed place, seize the magical weapons, and offer gifts to the demon lord! ! "

Outside the old craftsman's office.

The group of monsters seemed to appear in an instant.

On the way to Jiu Miao Palace, Nan Chang had been curious about the collapse of the Demon Suppression Tower and the release of countless monsters. However, in the past few months, there were not many rumors of monsters causing trouble. It was unknown where the monsters had gone.

Today, the answer to this question appeared in front of Su Zhen.

Laojun was extinguished at this moment.

In the darkness, the demons stepped across the earth, and the flames became brighter.

　Thanks to Fengyi Nirvana for the 200 starting coins~
  　　
  　
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