The rough fingers swung flexibly, quickly wrapped the head and hung it on the horse's back.

Xue Dazhong picked up the purse on the floor and felt very comfortable.

He grew up in the association and lived for many years, and he became an opponent of the Ten Witch Palace for many years. There is nothing more wonderful in this world than cutting off the magician's head.

"Yan Er, go and see what else is on him?"

Yan Danqing sighed, obviously not as happy as his companions, "After all, it's an old man, so respect it a little!"

Xue Dazhong looked at his friend disdainfully. In order to avoid blood from getting stuck in his clothes, this man had already jumped ten feet away. He was so obsessed with being so clean that he was embarrassed to tell him respect.

He snorted heavily from his nose, "Don't pretend to be a gentleman, you just made the move."

"If I don't do it, we will fall down."

Yan Danqing looked at the mud doll that was still human, "The one who can make such a thing is definitely a master."

"Since you are a master, you have to search even more!" Xue Dazhong walked over quickly and squatted beside the corpse.

Although this kind of thing is despicable, it has almost become a routine in the Zhutian Society. It is not easy to kill a magician, and you always have to get some spoils.

Yan Danqing lacked interest in this, so he walked aside to see the two injured boys.

If it is a spiritual disciple, then it will be killed.

As soon as he approached, a black shadow swooped down. He swung his fan to block it and easily knocked away the object.

With a few whine, the black shadow had fallen to the ground. Half of its wings were injured and could not fly anymore, so it stood up and confronted.

It turned out to be a starling.

It seems that it has not grown yet, but it is quite imposing.

Yan Danqing's mouth was slightly raised, and a gentle smile flashed in his eyes, "Little guy, I didn't hurt you on purpose, don't be angry."

Ruyi shouted a few times like a demonstration, without fear or retreat, as if they were two guards.

"Yan Er! Yan Er!"

The communication between one person and one bird was interrupted by this bold voice. Yan Danqing was a little unhappy, "What are you doing?"

"Don't go crazy over there, come and have a look at this!"

Hearing his surprise tone, he didn't seem to be joking. Did he find the baby?

When he walked over to see, Xue Dazhong was holding up a white jade round card, and his palms couldn't help but tremble.

The jade plaque is covered with cloud patterns, and its fine lines are revealed, which is agile and elegant. In the gaps between the cloud patterns, there is Jiaoyang above and a full moon below. In the middle is the word "Wu" written in ancient style.

"Ten Witches!" Yan Danqing took a breath. The old man was not only a member of the Ten Witch Palace, but also one of the Ten Witches.

He didn't care about his obsession with cleanliness at this moment, and hurriedly grabbed the jade plaque, turned to the other side, and recited: "Wu Peng."

The two looked at each other, unable to remember the information related to this person.

The Ten Witches have always been mysterious and do not show up easily. The younger generations like them are only familiar with Wu Luo and Wu Gu.

If you meet those two plague gods...

Xue Dazhong felt a chill on his head and hurriedly said, "Let's go quickly! Be careful of the fact that there are accomplices nearby."

Only if you have an accomplice won’t fall into this situation. Yan Danqing calmed down slightly and asked again: “But you can see something else.”

Xue Dazhong handed over a seal, which was also a special item for the Ten Witches.

He is worthy of being a magician, and everything he uses is so exquisite and meticulous.

Yan Danqing carefully collected these two evidences. Although they were lucky enough to win, their killing of one of the ten witches was enough to offset the failure of this long trip.

Xue Dazhong thought of him, "Even if we didn't catch the flower fox, we'll kill a ten-wizard. Your brother shouldn't be angry, right?"

Yan Dan nodded, "That's natural. In the past ten years, besides Hua Chunqi, who else has killed Ten Witches in the Club?"

When they mentioned that person, they were a little upset. After finally chasing him here, they suddenly broke the clues and couldn't find them anymore.

Like the two, Hua Chunqi learned from the elders of the association since childhood and became a backbone. After Xiao Xun's death, the Zhutian Association had no leader and had a mess. After half a month, they finally split into two factions. One faction was led by Yan Danqing's brother, Yan Danfeng, and the other faction supported Xiao Xun's confidant subordinate, Yan Ze. However, Hua Chunqi did not stand anywhere, and fled in the chaos, and suddenly lost his trace.

If they were ordinary members, they wouldn't have sent them out, but Hua Chunqi was so desperate that he was one of the masters of the weapon.

There are seven masters of the Zhutian Society, carrying seven magic weapons passed down from generation to generation, and only obeying the orders of the sect leader.

Yan Danqing and Xue Dazhong are also masters of tools. One person holds a fan and the other person holds a knife. Like Hua Chunqi, they are both in their twenties.

In fact, whether to catch someone is second to whether he can catch him is the second to take back the weapons in his hand.

But after all, the flower fox is a flower fox, and it took so much time to let him escape.

"Go back to Yao Country quickly!" Xue Dazhong suggested again, "It is not advisable to stay here for a long time."

"Okay," Yan Danqing replied happily, "those two people must also be taken away."

Xue Dazhong nodded and carried the teenagers on the horse's back. He knew very well that if he wanted to figure out Wu Peng's affairs, he had to leave these living mouths first.

Ruyi can't understand it. It drags its injured wings and pecks at the strong man's feet hard.

"Don't kick!" Yan Danqing stopped Xue Dazhong's retaliation, and while his starling was not paying attention, he used a cloth to cover his head from behind.

The two of them got on the horse together. When Xue Dazhong saw him holding the cloth bag carefully, his face full of helplessness, "There are strange people everywhere, and the future of Zhu Tianhui is worrying!"

Yan Danqing immediately glanced at him, "Why, do you think my brother is also a weird person?"

Xue Dazhong felt that he was speechless and his heart suddenly tightened.

Yan Danfeng became the leader of the sect, and some jokes were already very good. If he got into trouble with this smiling tiger, I'm afraid he wouldn't know how he died.

"Our sect leader is very smart, how can he be a weird person!" Xue Dazhong laughed and said, "I'm talking about the flower fox."

"Yes," Yan Danqing said leisurely, "If you say something strange, no one can compare to Hua Chunqi."

Hearing this sad tone, Xue Dazhong knew that they could not chat anymore, so he laughed twice and began to drive his horse away.

After walking east for about ten miles, Xue Dazhong took out the head and threw it out with force.

This is also the routine of the Zhutian Society, which says that it can prevent the savages from revenge with their residual will.

It's really nonsense. Xue Dazhong thought to himself, he lost his head, what will he have?

No matter how much I think about it, he has never been careless about what to do. He has been taught this since childhood and many things have become deeply rooted habits.

As they approached the border of Yao Kingdom, the two slowed down and carefully observed the surrounding environment.

There is a city ahead, but unfortunately there is no sign of anyone moving, so the officials and the people probably ran away.

Regardless of the way, although they avoided the white fog, they were still not far from the border in order to avoid traversing the road.

"The fog is moving." Yan Danqing murmured.
Chapter completed!