In a jungle that is rarely crowded, there is a burst of laughter like silver bells, the sound is melodious, as if it is contagious, and even some birds are laughing.

This laughter has not dissipated for a long time, and it still echoes in this dense mountain forest, it seems that it has been suppressed for too long, and it is all released at this moment, and you can hear that this person is in a very good mood.

Beside a fire, the saint Miao Jingjing laughed heartily, her heart was full of joy and relief, and she had no image at all, and even laughed with tears.

On the other side of the fire, there was Ning Tao, who was broken in his heart, his face was swollen into a pig's head at the moment, and there were traces of wasp stings everywhere, and the pain tore at his nerves.

Looking at Miao Jingjing, who was smiling happily, Ning Tao was angry, he fought geese all day long, and was eventually pecked by geese, often walking by the river, and finally got wet, he was actually pitted by Miao Jingjing.

He didn't have to think about it to know who it was, and when he was wrapped in a wasp, his heart was full of despair, and he faintly heard laughter in his ears.

This damn woman, who didn't save herself at the time, was still laughing on the sidelines, no, this is what she deliberately pitted herself, this big bag is all because of her.

Looking at Miao Jingjing who fell to the ground, Ning Tao's face turned pale, uh...... , I couldn't see his face clearly, I only knew that his heart was very angry, and he walked directly towards her, his fists clenched tightly.

However, when she came to Miao Jingjing's side, she suddenly stretched out her hand, which made Ning Tao very puzzled, what the hell is this going on, won't she have to pit herself again.

"Help me up, I can laugh!"

I saw Miao Jingjing's face flush and said, a pair of eyes smiled like a crescent moon, which was charming and exciting.

When Ning Tao heard this, his face turned black directly into the bottom of the pot, and he immediately roared angrily: "Laugh, laugh again, you forget it, I tell you, stabbing a hornet's nest is a sign of a man, do you understand?"

However, after hearing this, Miao Jingjing laughed even more happily, and she squatted on the ground and couldn't stand up, and the silver bell-like laughter spread farther.

The two of them spent this day slowly under such circumstances, and this day seemed to be Miao Jingjing's happiest day, and the smile on her face never disappeared.

The silver bell-like pleasant laughter, crescent-like eyes, and a unique delicate atmosphere are like fairies descending to earth.

Ning Tao had a black face all the way, because his face was swollen into a pig's head, and he couldn't see what his expression was, even after a day, he applied herbs, and there was still some pain.

In his heart at the moment, it was called a grievance, and that kind of IQ actually pitted himself, and he was angry in his heart, but he couldn't beat her, so he could only endure it himself.

After a day's journey, they finally came to the legendary Miao Jiang, and Miao Jingjing grabbed Ning Tao, flew directly into the air, and came to the hiding place of the witch cult.

This is a small mountain col that is rare for people, among the woods, there is a small mountain village made of big stones, the village is not big, there are about 100 families, the environment is beautiful, the terrain is dangerous, far away from the hustle and bustle of the world.

In the center of the village, there is a tall ancestral hall, although it is old, but you can still vaguely see the magnificent color, exuding an ancient and majestic atmosphere.

The two of them stood at the entrance of the village like this, Miao Jingjing was praying and respectful, Ning Tao had a dark face, constantly scanning the mountain village, and only the ancestral hall could attract his attention.

After a while, Miao Jingjing took Ning Tao into the small mountain village and walked straight towards the ancestral hall.

Although Ning Tao was reluctant, he was coerced by the grass pheasant sword, so he could only follow like this, and he found that there were people living here, the elderly, women and children, and young children ......!

Some of the people who wanted to say hello were very frightened when they saw them, as if they were afraid of outsiders, so they could only hide in a corner and peek quietly, watching them go away.

In fact, Ning Tao only guessed one thing correctly, these villagers are indeed afraid of outsiders, but they have not yet reached the level of not daring to come out, this is completely because of his appearance, a big pig's head and a big bag on his face.

If Ning Tao knew, he would definitely spurt out a mouthful of old blood, and his heart was extremely depressed, my face was swollen, blame me.

A young girl originally wanted to say hello, but as soon as she saw Ning Tao, she immediately ran into the ancestral hall again, as if she was taken aback.

Seeing this scene, Ning Tao's face darkened even more, and with great reluctance, he was pulled in.

Entering the ancestral hall, on the wall next to the inside is a yellowed realistic portrait, in the painting is a candle dragon with teeth and claws, the eyes are bright, vivid, and intimidating.

In front of the portrait is a square table with incense candles on both sides, and an incense burner in the center, in which the incense offering the thickness of a thumb is burning, and everything is as good as ever.

And underneath the square table is a long table with a slap in the face, and the table is filled with dense wooden plaques, on which the names are engraved in the Hmong language, which seem to be some characters of the Wiccan cult.

Ning Tao was still watching, and was pulled in by Miao Jingjing, although he was reluctant, his eyes were attracted by the portrait, and he felt that it was himself.

This illusion only lasted for a moment, and then it was broken by Ning Tao with a wry smile, how could he be that kind of thing.

When he came to a room inside, Ning Tao looked at two futons, one of which sat an old woman, and beside her, there was a girl who had been frightened just now.

After the two walked in, the old woman slowly opened her eyes, and two soft lights flashed in the sunken eye sockets, and her kind eyes looked at Ning Tao and the others.

His gaze only stayed on Miao Jingjing for a moment, and then on the Grass Pheasant Sword for a moment, and then he was attracted by Ning Tao, although the latter was full of bags, but there was a strange aura.

The two glanced at each other, and suddenly there was an inexplicable feeling in their hearts, and Ning Tao's eyes, from the moment they entered the ancestral hall, were slightly hot, exuding strange fluctuations.

After a long time, under the gaze of several people, the old woman suddenly asked: "Young man, have you obtained the things of my witch sect, and I hope you can truthfully recruit them." ”

When the girl and Miao Jingjing heard this, their faces tightened, and at the same time they looked at Ning Tao, as if they were looking forward to the latter's answer.

However, when Ning Tao heard this, he was stunned in his heart, his face turned slightly pale, and he immediately denied it: "I don't know, I have nothing to do with your witch cult, I don't believe you can search it." ”

When the old woman heard this, her face was still indifferent, and the holy woman had already told him about Ning Tao's situation with witchcraft.

I saw her ponder for a moment, and then smiled: "Since this is the case, let's throw you to the forbidden land of Snake Valley, if you can come out alive in person, we will discuss it again." ”

"Forbidden Land in Snake Valley?"

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When the two women heard this, their faces changed at the same time, and their hearts were terrified, that place, but the forbidden place of their witch cult, ordinary people entering it, absolutely dead.