Feeling the soft caress of the surrounding stormy waves, the writing department gradually fell into a state of confusion......

In the illusion, the wild beast seemed to emit a very reluctant, but compelled emotion, tangled for a long time, as if it had just made a choice......

As its roar stopped, the surrounding turbulent waves gradually quieted down, and the wild beast slowly closed its eyes, and finally its entire body turned into a streamer of light, which sank into the eyebrows of the writing department......

Although in the mind, it can be clearly presented and perceived that these pictures do not exist in reality, but the Department of Writing is powerless to stop it.

He couldn't even make a sound, as if his body was out of control at this point......

Even if you realize that something that is not good has happened, you can only watch it quietly, just like a movie-like cutscene, passing by one by one.

The savage beast transformed by the Xuanwu Divine Seal disappeared, and the surrounding light blue stormy waves gradually subsided, and the divine consciousness of the Writing Department returned to its original body, and the scenery around the secret room also returned to its field of vision.

Seeing that the rather dilated pupils of the Writing Department gradually condensed, the phantom flute outside the magic circle shouted loudly, "How do you feel?"

Hearing this, the writing department turned his head and glanced at her, but did not answer, but when he turned to look at the array, he found that he ...... Mu Mu is gone!

Seeing this, the Writing Section carefully recalled everything that had just happened in the illusion, and seemed to realize something......

But he was not sure if his guess was correct, and he still turned to look at the phantom flute in panic, seeking an answer.

Phantom Flute looked at his uninformed look, snorted disdainfully, and said, "What do you see I do, I promised to help you save that turtle, I have already done it, now you can give me back the ability, right?"

"Give it back to you?" Although he secretly said something bad in his heart, he didn't show it, and he pretended not to know and asked, "Why! Where did Mu Mu go?"

"What are you talking about!" Phantom Flute shouted in surprise, she didn't expect that the other party was such a big man, listening to his words, as if he was planning to speak with a shy face and not count.

"I promised you the ability back, but instead of curing the wood, you made it disappear and want the ability back?" the Writing Section squinted, staring at the other party.

Hearing this, the phantom flute wanted to explode, but when he thought that his ability was still in the other party's hands, he deliberately forcibly suppressed the anger that was about to erupt

......

She gritted her teeth and explained, "I said...... Big brother, that turtle of yours is just a guardian spirit conjured up from an artifact......"

"What's wrong with the Guardian Spirit, if you don't interfere in the trouble, I can still save it!"

After listening to the other party's words, although I disagreed a little, I felt that the truth of the matter was ...... It seems that it is not far from my own conjecture......

"Do you really not know, or are you pretending to be stupid with me here......" The phantom flute's forehead was black, and its small pink fist was clenched and creaked.

Thinking back then, he was one of the nine demons in the dignified world, and he was not admired by all living beings wherever he went, how could he have suffered such evil spirits, and now he was played by an unknown human being, humiliated, and humiliated!

"Hmph, seeing is believing, and I'm ...... Only believe in the facts, Mu Mu...... Good ...... all the way."

Listening to the words that the text section clearly wanted to be irresponsible, the phantom flute took a deep breath, and his body kept trembling, trying to make his expression look less hideous.

After a while, it seemed that she felt that she had adjusted her state, and her voice was still slightly trembling and said: "It's a guardian spirit, but the artifact that transformed it has been destroyed, and you still have to save it......"

Hearing this, the writing section was shocked, is it true...... Not what you think?

Could it be that Mumu really ...... Have you made the way?

He tentatively said, "Since you already knew that Mu Mu was not saved, why did you lie to me, hmph, do you want to return the ability so much?"

"When did I lie to you!" Phantom Flute finally couldn't help it, and roared angrily, "The guardian spirit you want to save has lost its original parasite, I have to find a way to replace it, idiot!"

As soon as these words came out, the text department was shocked, and the muscles of his face twitched, thinking that the other party was just recuperating in his body through the magic circle, but now it seems that he ...... It doesn't seem that simple......

With a dark face, the writing department asked knowingly, "So...... The new parasite you found for it...... Where?"

"Uh...... Within the circle, you are ...... You two, you say...... Where's the new parasite?" Phantom Flute said weakly, after all, he was also revenge, so this kind of thing was not told to the other party in advance at all.

After confirming that he had indeed become a new generation of "Xuanwu Divine Seal", the Writing Section stood in place for a long time, and finally understood why the wild beast was very reluctant in the magic circle illusion before......

Don't say it's it, even if it's the writing department itself, I don't want to accept this reality in my heart, but what's the matter, the raw rice has been cooked and cooked, and now I want to regret it...... It's too late......

When he thought of the rest of his life, every moment, there would be a little monster that suddenly jumped out and bit his head at some point, and he felt weak for a while, it didn't matter if he bit or not, the key was ...... It hurts......

Just when the writing department wanted to cry without tears, the voice of the bloody hand and remnant soul suddenly came from the spiritual consciousness world: "Ahhhh......h Tell me, you little bastard......"

Hearing this, the writing department was shocked, he originally wanted to settle down and enter the spiritual consciousness world to explain, but after thinking about it carefully, he would definitely be beaten by bloody hands when he went back, and after weighing the pros and cons, he still forgot it......

After deliberately blocking the bloody hand's call for help, the writing department turned his head to look at the elderly little Lori who deliberately harmed him, and said in a vicious cold voice: "You are really ...... What a good move. ”

After that, he ignored her and left......

It's true that the writing department wants to save Mumu, but now in order to save that guy, he has put himself in half, and he wants to cry without tears, and he can't complain.

Alas, in the end, it was all self-inflicted......

Seeing that the text department was not good-looking, he left directly, and the phantom flute thought about it, he was busy for a long time, and he was nothing, this is not good!

So he hurriedly chased after him and said, "I saved the turtle, and according to the agreement, you have to give me back the ability." ”

"Are you embarrassed to say it......" As soon as the Writing Department thought that he had become the new "Xuanwu Divine Seal", he was angry, and now the initiator of this matter is still shy to ask for credit, which is too much......

"Hey, don't go. Seeing that the other party seemed to be determined not to keep his promise, Phantom Flute hurriedly defended, "No matter what method was used, I did save it, and it is still a guardian spirit, and only by doing so can I save it......

The writing department stopped, stared at the eyes of the phantom flute, and after a while, blurted out two words: "Don't pay it back!"

"Hey, no...... It's useless for you to take my ability, you might as well give it back to me, I saved that turtle for you, you can't go back on your word. ”

At this time, the phantom flute, where is there any ancient nine demons, the source of the trouble, was completely forced by the literary students into a bargaining, chattering vegetable market aunt......

"How do you know I'm useless with your abilities?"

"This ......" Hearing this, Phantom Flute thought for a long time, only to find that he was speechless.

"Hey, let me ask you, why did you draw such a circle in the aquarium in the first place, and what was your intention?" asked the writing department as if to change the subject.

"I didn't draw it, I'm not that bored, and...... Give me back your abilities. ”

"Didn't you draw it?, then why did you change it?" the text department directly and automatically blocked the second half of the other party's sentence and continued to ask.

"That's the ancient formation, of course I do, but I don't know who drew the secret room...... Ability ......"

Hearing this, the Writing Section frowned, and couldn't help but think about it carefully......

The Phantom Flute only changed some details of this ancient magic circle, and it was logically harmless, but as a result, he did become a parasite of Mu Mu.

From this point of view...... It seems that there is someone who is doing this and absorbing something......

But now there are too few clues, and the writing department can't figure out anything for a while, so they can only guess roughly that all this should be done by the so-called demon lord.

And the reason for its slaughter of the water tribe is also the Xuanwu God Seal, perhaps...... The other party's target was the Divine Turtle Mumu from the beginning, but now it is just that he has been robbed of his creation......

Thinking of this, the mood of the writing department seemed to be much smoother, he smiled slyly, looked at the phantom flute and said, "You...... Do you really want to get the ability back?"

"Of course, you...... What do you want to do?" Seeing the other party's obscene expression, Phantom Flute knew that he didn't have any good intentions, for fear that he would be pitted, and looked at him with a wary face.

"It's nothing, it's better to ...... Let's make a deal, how about it?"

"What deal?" asked the phantom flute cautiously.

"Hehe...... Seeing that the other party had taken the bait, the writing department coughed twice strategically, and said righteously, "Ahem, this is a gentleman's deal, I will never break my word......"

"Then tell me about it. Phantom Flute looked at the other party's serious face, and there was a burst of disdain in his heart, and he didn't intend to believe it at all.

"You teach me the ancient magic circle, and I return your abilities, how about it, fair?"

"Cut, you give me back first. ”

"Oh, forget it, there's only one chance, you love to teach or not. With that, the writing section said no more, turned around and left.

Seeing this, the phantom flute, who wanted to continue bargaining, suddenly panicked, hurriedly chased forward, and shouted: "I teach, I teach......"

......

In this way, the Writing Department rushed to the forbidden place with the phantom flute, which had lost its ability, to meet the people of the embers of doom;

And the demon clan, under the leadership of Dou Kui, aimed directly at the eight ancient families;

On the other side, the Snow Fang people have also assembled at the Demon Control Pass guarded by the Black Bear General, and they will join the army in victory;

At the request of Shui Lao, the ghost clan was taken by Yuan Kun and marched to the Demon Castle, intending to go to the Demon Realm, crusade against the Demon Lord, and rescue Ning Er;

Ling Fei and Aozhong, under the leadership of several old-timers of Xue Fang, devote themselves to cultivation, and when they return, they will set the world!

(End of Volume 1 Snow Fang)