Reborn from the ashes: Deadly Concubine

Chapter 263 Women's War: Extreme Witchcraft
There was no relevant record in the bamboo slips this time, and Zhuo Zhuo went to Zangshu Pavilion again. For convenience, she and Ling Zimo each brought a piece of linen, and brought out more bamboo slips, more than 50.At You hour every day, Zhuo Zhuo would take Wen Sheng to practice in the stone house where she practiced. At other times, except for eating with her daughter, she just read the bamboo slips.

Another two days passed like this, the tired Zhuo Zhuo was about to go to bed, but he glanced at the bamboo slips piled up beside the bed, so he might as well read another volume.Zhuo Zhuo straightened up and took a roll, unfolding it to read.

Leap?Zhuo Zhuo raised his eyebrows, what is it, is it something that makes people jump?

Just when she was about to omit the past, she caught a glimpse of the words "Extremely Sorcery" marked in small characters by Xing Yun in a corner.Zhuo Zhuo was curious, so he read the above explanation carefully.

Leaping technique, the level of witchcraft is extremely high, no matter where the caster is, he can talk to the target through this formation.The limit is only where the caster has been, and the sound cannot reach places that have not been.

Zhuozhuo was excited for a while, this witchcraft should be the reason why Xingyun and Zhuifeng can talk thousands of miles away.And if she learned it, wouldn't she be able to talk to Han Yingxi?Although you can't see people, you may hear voices and be able to talk, which is also a great comfort.

Zhuo Zhuo hurriedly picked up the ink pen and white silk, and drew the picture of this witchcraft formation.

Because he was too tired, Zhuo Zhuo couldn't practice right away, and he turned over several times in bed before falling asleep.Waking up early, Zhuo Zhuo put up everything he had seen.Although he couldn't find a way to escape the plague, he saw such a witch formation by accident.After training well, he will be able to talk to Han Yingxi.

How excited Zhuo Zhuo was, after eating, she went back to her room without even going to see her daughter.Unfolding the white silk, she looked at the witch formation above.

This is a very high level of witchcraft, and I have only learned the elementary level, so I don't know what will happen after driving the witchcraft.Zhuo Zhuo took a deep breath, prepared for the worst, and then closed his eyes.

The breath was like flowing clouds and flowing water, gathering in her heart eager to talk to Han Yingxi, Zhuo Zhuo suddenly opened his eyes, and shouted: "Yue!"

I just felt that the witch formation seemed to have turned into a devil, sucking his energy continuously, Zhuo Zhuo felt dizzy and chest tight, so he quickly let go of his hand, and at the same time vomited blood with a wow.

But she didn't care about herself, and hurriedly wiped the blood on the white silk with her skirt, for fear that her own blood would stain the witch array.Seeing that it didn't matter, he breathed a sigh of relief, Zhuo Zhuo hurriedly meditated, and his exercise calmed down.

It's really powerful witchcraft, and using it will consume a lot of physical strength.But it doesn't matter, she can even use spells, a witch formation can't trouble her, she just needs to rest.

In order to be able to drive this witch formation, Zhuo Zhuo no longer practiced other witch formations, and just sat cross-legged in the stone house where he went to practice every day. After three days like this, Zhuo Zhuo's physical strength reached its peak and he was in very good condition.

So she unfolded the white silk again, closed her eyes and breathed again.Meditation, peace, there is only one voice left between heaven and earth, that is the charming voice of Han Yingxi.How much Zhuo Zhuo longed to talk to him.Such longing filled every cell in her body, and when she opened her eyes and drank loudly, tears even glistened in her eyes.

Slapping the white silk with both hands, Wu Zhen desperately sucked her strength again, and at the same time brought her into a piece of white.

Han Yingxi rubbed his head, he was really tired.State affairs, foreign affairs, and a lot of housework have already made him burnt out. He still has to worry about Zhuo Zhuo and find ways to adjust the relationship between her and his mother.

So His Royal Highness lost his temper today, drove all those nobles out, and sat in the Changming Hall by himself.

Leaning helplessly on the back of the chair, Han Ying looked at the door, if only Zhuo Zhuo was here, hugging her, listening to her charming voice, no matter how hard it is, all the hard work will subside.

——Yingxi, Yingxi, are you in the Ever Bright Palace——

Oops, he's already starting to hallucinate.

— Yingxi, if you can hear me, please respond.My physical strength is limited, this witchcraft can't last long——

witchcraft? !Han Yingxi straightened up all of a sudden, all the tiredness and troubles were gone, only surprise left.

"I didn't expect you to learn such witchcraft."

Zhuo Zhuo smiled. Although he couldn't see him, he could still imagine his expression: "Yes, I will leave it to you when I go back. I have learned a lot... Yingxi, I miss you so much."

Han Ying squinted his eyes, his dark pupils also glowed with white light, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his hands on the table were lightly clenched into fists: "I miss you too..."

"I……"

Zhuo Zhuo's voice suddenly disappeared, and Han Yingxi stood up suddenly, looking around: "Zhuo Zhuo! Zhuo Zhuo!"

There is no reply, it should be that the witchcraft has failed due to exhaustion.Han Yingxi sat back and leaned on the back of the chair again...

Zhuo Zhuo opened his eyes and stared wide-eyed with tears in his eyes. In front of him was the stone house of Xing Yun's family, not their bedroom.Slowly lowering his head to look at the blood-stained white silk, tears dripped down on it one by one.

His vision soon blurred, and Zhuo Zhuo passed out.

Waking up again, it's night again.Wen Sheng and Ding Ling sat in front of her, smiling when she saw her wake up.

"Sister Zhuo Zhuo, you are awake."

"Zhuo Zhuo, you fainted. We dare not call the doctor, we can only wait for you to wake up."

Ding Ling helped Zhuo Zhuo to get up, Zhuo Zhuo smiled; "Even if I'm tired, I can use very powerful witchcraft now."

"You also said that you scared us to death, and you were worried that grandpa would scold you if he found out, so you can only do it in such a hurry."

Zhuo Zhuo smiled embarrassedly, and looked around again: "You are here, where is Jier?"

"She fell asleep after breastfeeding, and she won't wake up for a while. You were sweating all over when you passed out. Wen Sheng said that he, a boy, was too embarrassed to change your clothes and wipe your body, so he invited me to do it. "

Zhuo Zhuo looked at Wen Sheng with drooping eyelids, who was scratching his head.

"Tell you some good news to cheer you up."

Zhuo Zhuo looked at Ding Ling again: "What good news?"

Wen Sheng hurriedly interrupted in order to reverse the image: "Mrs. Ji Lan has sent a letter!"

Zhuo Zhuo was extremely happy, and hurriedly asked: "Where is the letter?"

I saw that Wen Sheng had rushed over and offered it with both hands: "Here."

Ding Ling covered his mouth with a smile, but Zhuo Zhuo didn't have the heart to tease Wen Sheng, and hurriedly opened the white silk to look at it, while smiling.

"What's the good thing, you laugh like this?"

"That girl Linglong is really bold and forthright, You Moqiong who chased after her couldn't laugh or cry."

Ding Ling and Wen Sheng looked at each other and laughed.But soon, Zhuo Zhuo's smile faded, and his brows frowned instead.

The two became nervous again, Wen Sheng couldn't help asking: "What's wrong? Is that poisonous woman Zhenye doing something again?"

(End of this chapter)