Chapter 1222: You Will Be Buried Here
The falling moon retreated far, far away, and then took out a whistle and whistled, this was the first time she blew the whistle left by the witch man, the voice was crisp and melodious, even with a smell of orchid, the voice was soft, but it could extend far, so far, through this sound, individual people could perceive where it came from......
The witch boy was stunned for a moment when he heard the whistle, and then stopped fighting with the wood spirit, and the wood spirit also heard this beautiful music, but he couldn't tell what kind of instrument it was, and he had never heard it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
There was a third person in the forest, and he was full of spiritual power, and he didn't know whether it was friend or foe, so they all stopped for the time being.
The falling moon came directly in front of the witch and the wood spirit ancestor, and her steady and slow, gentle steps, stopped when she was still a certain distance away from them.
At the same time, the two of them felt the falling moon that released powerful spiritual power.
The witch man walked over and fell to the ground.
The Wood Spirit Ancestor was completely confused, could it be the masked man's master, and he found the master as a helper? Look at that woman, she is clearly young, although she is covered with a light veil, but can she be his master at that age?
What's going on?
Anyway, they must be in a gang, and they have one more enemy.
But the woman's spiritual power exuded a peaceful and calm aura, even warm and quiet, not murderous at all, and it didn't look like a war......
The Wood Spirit Ancestor decided to wait and see what happened.
His attention was on the young woman, and although she was veiled, why did she have a familiar feeling, and her demeanor was as if she had known someone in the other world......
But I can't remember it for a while, and I don't know how many lives have passed, probably warm women always have something in common, Mu Ling Ancestor thought so.
But he couldn't take his eyes off her, curious about her identity, as if he wanted to know if her appearance was close to what he thought......
In front of the enemy, the witch still knelt down without hesitation, this is the etiquette for treating the teacher, not caring about the eyes of others.
"Master Prophet......" The witch man greeted the master with complete etiquette, with excitement hidden in his eyes, and he didn't expect to meet the prophet so soon.
The prophet must have been in a hurry to whistle......
"Get out of here and go back to the fairy world." The tone of the Falling Moon order is unmistakable.
The witch was surprised.
But he was too embarrassed to ask the prophet, so as not to make the master feel that he was too ignorant......
"Otherwise, you'll die here." Falling Moon whispered.
The witch man's pupils widened, and the prophet knew that he was in trouble, so he came to warn himself. The master will remember his kindness for the rest of his life.
He squinted at Mu Ling, maybe he had some more advanced tricks that he hadn't used, anyway, it wasn't interesting to compete with him, although he found a little in this forest, but it was definitely something that others couldn't find, after going back, he was looking for an opportunity to come here and make a plot again.
And if she disobeys her master, and nothing does with her warnings, I'm afraid she won't appear again, and she won't keep her whistle again......
"I see. Master, take care. "Although the witch is nostalgic for the feeling of the master, he has to go.
He turned around and rode his mount out of the ancient forest and headed for the fairy realm.
In the process of face-to-face contact with him, the falling moon has detected that there is no water dragon in the witch man's ring, and the water dragon is not with him.
Now, it is far from time to kill the witchman, and Falling Moon feels that he still has a high value, especially now that he is sincere to the Prophet......
This is an important chess piece in the future battle with the little witch, especially since his relationship with the little witch is not good.
The witch man was gone, but the Wood Spirit Ancestor was still staring at the falling moon.
……
...