Mo Xuehan suddenly found that he didn't seem to understand this witchcraft called "trick".

After using the trick on the ice dream car, Mo Xuehan saw several scenes in a trance. The first is the scene where Bing Mengchen falls while walking, the second is the scene where Bing Mengchen bites his tongue while talking, and the last one is the scene where Bing Mengchen's head hits the wall.

What is this for?

Mo Xuehan didn't understand why she saw these pictures, she couldn't help but think.

Is this what the master is going to encounter next? But the name of this witchcraft is "trick" and not "prophecy"!

"Prophecy" is the witchcraft of Mo Xuehan's grandmother, who has lived for a long time.

What should I do next? Mo Xuehan was a little dazed, and then she subconsciously pulled a picture closer, it was Bing Mengchen who bit her mouth when she spoke. As this image approached, the other two images slowly disappeared.

And Mo Xuehan also had a strange feeling.

"Xue Han, hmm!" Bing Mengchen was almost in tears, it stands to reason that as a dragon, it shouldn't be so easy to bite his tongue. However, Bing Mengchen still bites.

Looking at this scene, Mo Xuehan has a better understanding of her "trick".

Will the selected picture definitely happen? Mo Xuehan couldn't help but think, so he was ready to try again.

Bing Mengchen was very depressed about biting his tongue, how could he bite his tongue?

"Xue Han, I don't feel anything abnormal!" Bing Mengchen said to Mo Xuehan, and then he saw Mo Xuehan's sly smile.

"Master, you take a walk. ”

Mo Xuehan said this, although Bing Mengchen didn't understand what this was for, he still decided to listen to Mo Xuehan's words and take a look.

Stepping forward with his front paws and back legs, Bing Mengchen walked forward.

However, what should have been a normal walk happened to an anomaly. With just one step, Bing Mengchen fell to the ground.

"Xue Han, this?" Bing Mengchen sensed that something was wrong, how could he fall for no reason? There was nothing abnormal on the ground, his feet didn't even slip just now, but he fell.

The only reason is that his fall was caused by Mo Xuehan's "trick".

Sure enough, a "trick" is indeed a trick.

Mo Xuehan nodded lightly, and then looked at Bing Mengchen excitedly, "Master, this is the effect of my 'trick', how about it, it's very powerful!"

Bing Mengchen is a little confused, the effect of the trick?

After listening to Mo Xuehan's detailed explanation of his "trick", Bing Mengchen looked at Mo Xuehan in surprise.

"Xuehan, your witchcraft is too ......" Bing Mengchen didn't know what words to use to describe it for a while. It's just a little trick to say it's strong, and the effect is really so weird when it's not strong, and I don't feel it at all.

When Mo Xuehan used Bing Mengchen for the first time and the second time, the picture that appeared was different, and he hit his head instead of choking on saliva. According to Mo Xuehan's guess, there will be three choices every time they are used, but the choices are generally some small tricks and there is no actual harm.

Just as Mo Xuehan did when she first felt the "trick", fooling others.

In this way, Mo Xuehan temporarily figured out his own witchcraft called "trick", but Mo Xuehan also wanted to know how many people this "trick" could be used on at most.

So, when she returned to the village, she stood on the top of a house and played a "trick" on the whole village.

Here is another "bug" of witchcraft, for magic, witchcraft is simply "bug". Because when using witchcraft, the shrine maiden does not need to pay anything, while the magician uses magic with mental power and transformed magic. Moreover, the power of magic has to be determined by the amount of mental power and magic power injected.

Witchcraft, on the other hand, is not the case, and it takes effect when it is used, regardless of the actual state of the shrine maiden. It is an exaggeration to say that during the time when the head of the shrine maiden is cut off but the head does not die, that head can use witchcraft, and the strength of the witchcraft will not change.

What's even more amazing is that the effects of witchcraft will also become stronger as the shrine maiden grows.

Seriously, witchcraft really appeals to human magicians. However, no human magician has figured out witchcraft.

As Mo Xuehan launched the witchcraft, thousands of images appeared in her mind. Each picture is a combination of three different pictures, and it is strange to say that Mo Xuehan knew all the circumstances of these pictures in that instant. And she felt like she could make a choice between all of them at the same time.

Of course, Mo Xuehan didn't choose, after all, thousands of people had accidents at the same time, and Mo Xuehan didn't hold the certificate that nothing bad would happen, after all, Mo Xuehan could only see what those people looked like when they weren't fooled.

Canceling the witchcraft, Mo Xue Hanang felt a sudden exhaustion. This is a manifestation after expending a lot of mental energy.

It's no wonder that Mo Xuehan really doesn't need to pay anything to launch witchcraft. However, with those thousands of different results, relying solely on the brain does not have the ability to process information so quickly, and only the mental power that can be relied on is the special mental power of other magic.

So, the limit of the "trick" is that I have to have enough energy?

Mo Xuehan couldn't help but think that spiritual power is embodied energy, and the thinking and decisions of any creature will consume spiritual power to a greater or lesser extent.

Time flies, it has been almost a month since Mo Xuehan became a clanless witch, and the grassland has also entered winter.

To be honest, Bing Mengchen hasn't seen snow in the sky yet!

The forest area where humans gather is not divided into four seasons, and the temperature difference does not change much throughout the year, so it can be said that the four seasons are like spring. Of course, this also requires human beings to know what the four seasons are and what spring is.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the four seasons are unusually obvious on the grassland.

As soon as he woke up in the morning, Bing Mengchen was confused, why was it so cold today?

Although Ice Mengchen is now an ice dragon, it doesn't mean that he won't feel cold. Bing Mengchen was too tall and looked out the window at the sky, and the white expanse really shocked him.

"Xue Han, Xue Han, look outside!" Bing Mengchen woke up Mo Xuehan, who was wrapped in a thick fur blanket.

"What's wrong with the master?" Mo Xuehan did it lazily, looking out the window in a daze. Looking at the white expanse outside the window, Mo Xuehan suddenly felt refreshed.

"It's snowing!" Mo Xuehan exclaimed, his face full of excitement.

"Snow?" Bing Mengchen looked at Mo Xuehan suspiciously, and then looked out the window, confused.

But Mo Xuehan looked at Bing Mengchen blankly, and asked in disbelief: "Master, you don't even know that it's snowing, right?"

Bing Mengchen glared at the dragon's eye, looked at Mo Xuehan embarrassedly, and replied, "I don't know." ”

Mo Xuehan only thought at this time that he had lived in human beings for several years, but he had never seen snow. Isn't it snowing on human beings? Mo Xuehan's head couldn't turn around.

Bing Mengchen poked his head out of the window, looking at the white world, and felt like a dream for a while. The blue sky was covered by a grayish-white cloud, which reduced most of the sun's light, but because of the reflection of the white snow on the ground, the whole world took on a strange light.

At this moment, a small snowball smashed on Bing Mengchen's head, icy. Bing Mengchen subconsciously looked in the direction where the snowball was flying, where a few seven or eight-year-old subhumans looked at him nervously.

Bing Mengchen wanted to smile at them, but he forgot that he was a dragon now. And the dragon's facial expression was not much, so in the eyes of those little Asians, the blue powerful monster showed its fangs at itself.

It can be said that he crawled with a roll, and dragged away his companions who were already weak, and those little people left Bing Mengchen's sight in an instant.

To be honest, Bing Mengchen was very disappointed when he saw this kind of performance, after all, he was only eleven years old now, although he was about to be twelve.

"Master, you will definitely become human. Mo Xuehan was so comforted, with great guilt in her heart.

To be honest, sometimes she still felt that she was too naïve, could she really complete such a huge plan as reviving the Mo clan, and if she couldn't complete it, why would she still waste her master's time here. She thought about giving up, but she was not willing to give up.

It is in this entanglement that an idea is quietly born.

In fact, Bing Mengchen is only frustrated by the fear of children who are afraid of themselves. Bing Mengchen was very confused now, he didn't know what he should do now.

Parents should be alive, but don't know where to look for them. Because of that old grandfather, the lifespan of the small bones no longer has to worry. I can't go back to the human world with this appearance, and if I go back, I will be rounded up by humans.

Because Bing Mengchen already knows that his strength is at the level of the demon king, if he is a human, he will think that he is a hero. And whether it is a demon king or a hero, it seems that no people and monsters have appeared beyond this level. Moreover, the human country strictly prohibits the appearance of demon king-level monsters in its own country, and once it appears, it can be killed immediately.

Bing Mengchen shook his head and stopped thinking nonsense, the most important thing for him at the moment is to be able to turn back into a human, and Xue Han said that there is a way, as long as there is hope.

And at this moment, Bing Mengchen suddenly "saw" a herd of mighty cattle a few kilometers east of the village, each of which was a two-star level. They struck straight in the direction of the village.

Is it a herd of cattle in the tribe? But isn't that too much?

Just when Bing Mengchen was wondering, a rapid bell rang.

"All the fighters, assemble on the east side of the village! The patriarch's voice was quick and nervous for some reason. At the voice of the patriarch, young sub-men in armor with weapons ran towards the east side of the village, and they were warriors when they took their weapons.

Mo Xuehan looked at Bing Mengchen, and a puzzled look appeared on his face.

"What's going on?" she whispered.

"Maybe it has something to do with the big herd of cattle rushing over from the east!" Bing Mengchen said.

"What!" Mo Xuehan couldn't help but be taken aback, and hurriedly asked.

"Master, do you know how many black cows there are?"