Chapter 288: The First Test of the Cottage Spiritual Technique

Snowflakes are falling, but in the blink of an eye, a cherry blossom tree outside the courtyard has been dyed in silver.

The cherry blossoms of the University of Posts are famous throughout the mountain town.

During the cherry blossom season, a variety of tourists come to see it.

But snow rarely falls in the mountain town.

Therefore, the beautiful scenery of snow falling on cherry blossom branches is really hard to see.

But it's a pity that for Wu Zhen at this time, this beauty is fatal, and he can't appreciate it.

The button in his hand was frozen by the wind and snow, as if it had turned into a hard stone, cutting off Wu Zhen's connection with it.

This kind of thing is not common, so Wu Zhen is very vigilant.

A thin grain of snow floated on Wu Zhen's arm, with a shallow tinging pain, not obvious, but with a biting coldness.

This place should not be stayed for long.

Wu Zhen let out a few extremely short syllables from the depths of his throat, obscure, but in an instant, a wisp of dust and smoke rose from his cuffs.

Dust and sand were like a swimming snake, quickly swimming around Wu Zhen, turning the frost and snow into water stains, and soon a small puddle of water accumulated on the ground.

Wu Zhen's feet lightly stepped on the puddle, and a roar sounded out of thin air.

Like a silver bottle bursting.

The color of the water on the ground became pitch black in the blink of an eye, splashing and falling on the ground, it immediately corroded holes that were not a few deep, smashed into the wall, and then scraped off layers of stone slurry, which looked like the most terrifying strong acid in the world.

But that's only a small part.

More black water rose against the trend under Wu Zhen's step, and then divided into two water arrows in the air, stabbing at Song Qiqi and Huahua not far away!

So the snowflakes in the air stopped suddenly, and in front of Song Qiqi, a cute looking Donald Duck appeared.

This is Song Qiqi's power shield!

The black water splashed on the power grid, and immediately turned into wisps of black smoke, with an indescribable fishy smell, drifting into the air.

Wu Zhen looked at this scene and didn't feel regretful, because this was originally his intention.

The snow stopped, so the button in his hand regained its faint glow.

From the moment his identity was revealed, until this moment, everything Wu Zhen did and every spell he cast was not for the purpose of killing.

It's about getting out.

But it's a pity that he doesn't know the significance of the two yellow-haired little girls in front of him to Mo Xiaochuan, otherwise he would definitely come up with completely different countermeasures.

What's even more unfortunate is that in the next moment, he still can't get out of here.

Because something unexpected happened to him.

Or rather, his calculations were only half the battle.

At the same time that Song Qiqi blocked the invasion of the black water with the power grid shield, Huahua did not react in the same way, but suddenly raised his hands high and pinched a handprint that was completely different from Song Qiqi.

Therefore, it is not the power grid that condenses, but a fresh breeze.

The breeze passed, but there was no birdsong and flowers, but in an instant, it became extremely violent, like an invisible dragon, slamming into the black water arrow.

The next moment, the wind suddenly took on a color, turning into pitch black that was even more dark than the night, and the dragon also turned into countless long snakes, turned around, and stabbed back towards Wu Zhen!

Wu Zhen took half a step back in embarrassment, although he was not consumed by his own magic, the button in his hand was eroded by the black water and turned into a mass of scum.

Just as Wu Zhen never intended to kill from beginning to end, Huahua's target, from the beginning, was placed on that button.

This is the power of nuanced observation.

Huahua didn't know what it was, but she knew that this thing was very important to Wu Zhen.

That's enough.

Theoretically speaking, although Song Qiqi and Huahua are of the same age, their actual combat experience is very different.

This was the first battle in Flowey's life.

And her performance is better than Song Qiqi.

Of course, this may also be due to the fact that her control of the spirit art is more subtle than that of Song Qiqi.

Huahua successfully prevented Wu Zhen from escaping, but her little face looked a little pale at this time.

It's not because I'm nervous or scared, it's because I'm too hungry.

No matter how talented Huahua was in the cultivation of the Imperial Spirit, she had only studied for a week after all.

The most direct manifestation of the lack of foundation is the lack of confidence.

Or to put it more plainly, her internal strength is not enough......

At the same time, the scrapping of the buttons in his hand made Wu Zhen have no choice but to forcibly break through.

In other words, he's going to fight hard.

Compared with Shopkeeper Chen and Mo Xiaochuan behind him, although the two yellow-haired girls in front of him were beyond his expectations, they were undoubtedly the best soft persimmons.

Therefore, in the next moment, a gray-white bone staff slipped out of his sleeve, and a howl like from hell hit Huahua and Song Qiqi's eardrums in an instant.

The power grid shield in front of Song Qiqi was disintegrated in an instant, and she shook her body in pain and fell to the ground.

On the other side, Huahua's situation was slightly better than Song Qiqi's, but she was also unable to perform the spirit control technique anymore, so she could only cover her ears with her hands and try to maintain the balance of her body.

"He...... He......"

Wu Zhen's mouth uttered a few short and vague syllables again, and with a little tiptoe, he held a bone staff and rushed towards Song Qiqi and Huahua.

Originally, it was born to die, and it was natural to have two more sacrifices.

If Wu Zhen had done this from the beginning, maybe he would have had a chance of success.

But it's a pity that Song Qiqi and Huahua's interception took away his most precious thing.

Time.

What's more, Song Qiqi and Huahua are not fighting alone.

The next moment, a genuine dragon groan sounded from behind the two little girls, colliding with the howling sound in the Wu Zhen Bone Staff.

The dragon roar seemed to be substantial, and even rippled in the air visible to the naked eye, shattering the hellish sound with a devastating force, and then slammed into Wu Zhen's chest, causing a brilliant blood flower to erupt directly from his mouth.

Wu Zhen's reaction was fast enough, and he immediately held the bone staff in his heart, dissolving most of the impact, but even so, he still suffered some injuries.

Fortunately, the injury was not serious, so immediately after, Wu Zhen did not retreat, but broke his ankle, and the whole person quickly turned and flew towards the flank.

But it was too late.

A black shadow instantly passed through his left leg, stabbing out a terrifying bloody hole, causing him to stagger, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Immediately after, a blue semicircular shroud descended from the sky, holding him firmly in place.

Mo Xiaochuan appeared in the courtyard with the sunset bow in his hand, but he didn't look at Wu Zhen, but came to Huahua for the first time, and said in a deep voice: "It's okay, right?"

Huahua shook her head, with a scared look, and patted her little chest again and again: "It's okay, it's okay, it's really dangerous just now......"

Mo Xiaochuan looked at the little girl's still lively appearance, so he completely relieved his heart, turned his head to Song Qiqi and said, "You send Huahua back first and let Mr. Lu carefully check it, that guy's methods are too evil, don't leave any sequelae." ”

Hearing this, Song Qiqi suddenly felt that the whole person was not good.

This is really the world is falling!

Heavy color and light friends!

My kindness was treated as a donkey's liver and lungs!

Everyone is human, why is the difference in treatment so big!

Mo Xiaochuan!

I, Song Qiqi, want to follow you, follow you...... Break up!