Li Zhixian's arm sank deep into the white takin's head from her eye sockets, and she drew her fist, her entire sleeve torn to pieces by the takin's hard-as-a-stone bone blood (肉ròu), the exposed arm was dripping with blood, and several deep bone-visible wounds exuded a dark aura (yin yīn).

The red-haired magical girl was still angry, jumped up on the spot and kicked the takin in the abdomen, shaking like an earthquake in the enchantment, and the white takin, which was as heavy as a hill, was kicked by her and rolled more than ten meters away.

The white takin who fell to the ground with its hooves facing the sky convulsed like epilepsy, and countless cracks like stone crevices appeared on the surface of the four miserable white cow's hooves, and the huge cow's hooves scattered into four piles of rubble, rolling down and moving to both sides of the takin's back.

The white takin grew four hooves from its back, and Qu Cuo's white bone face, which had been half smashed by Li Zhixian, struggled to wrestle and turned the takin's head upside down.

The monster's belly was upward, its horns were forward, and the smoke and dust billowed from under its hooves, striking in the direction of Buchi Benma again.

Qu Cuo's bones belonged to the human face (情 qíng) had completely disappeared, and all she had in her eyes was the blood of the little girl's priest.

Yu Peihuan hugged Bu Chi Benma in his arms, took out a handkerchief to wipe away her tears, patted the little girl's back and said:

"Don't be afraid, since my sisters are here, I will definitely rescue you."

Li Zhixian raised his hands and pulled the long and scattered hair that was in the way in front of him to the back of his head, and tore it from where he was holding it and threw it on the ground.

She shook her short hair, which reached her ears, and her red, spark-like hair fell in all directions in the darkness.

The wind is blowing, and the sparks are chaotic.

Li Zhixian jumped into the air with only the force of the soles of his feet, and kicked his right leg back, stepping out a large white wave of qi.

With the force of the shock of stomping on the air, Li Zhixian smashed his fist on the top of the head of the white takin, which was nearly one story high, and stopped its charge with a punch of extremely domineering brute force, and also smashed its skull.

The white takin fell to his knees on all fours, his huge head smashed to the ground by the fist, and a large mouthful of dirt was gnawed into his mouth.

Li Zhixian grasped the roots of the two horns, and the ten fingers like iron hoops gripped into the surface of the pair of rocky horns, and the miserable white stone powder slid down.

She lifted the head of the takin, and the coal-like pupils looked at Qu Cuo's bones for a moment, and then hit it directly with her head.

Rumble!

The sound of the thunderous impact shook the entire enchantment, and Yu Peihuan hurriedly covered Bu Chi Benma's ears, but the little girl was still frightened by this earth-shattering sound.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Li Zhixian's arms were tense, and he pulled the horns of the white takin upward, and continued to slam the white bone face on the takin's forehead with his head mallet.

Qu Cuo's face was terrified, and the huge takin kicked its legs like a rabbit with its ears twisted, but it could never break away from Li Zhixian's control.

The brute force of the hammer hit became stronger and stronger, and more and more cracks appeared on Qu Cuo's white bone face.

At first, Qu Cuo could still be repaired, but when Li Zhixian pulled out the head of the white takin and hit it wildly in his hand, the crescent-shaped mouth of the white bone man could only let out a desperate scream.

"You can't kill me! You can't kill me! ”

Holding the wound in front of him, Danba Dorjee walked up to Li Zhixian with difficulty and said:

"You can't kill her, she's already merged with Mu Ya's soul parasite, and killing her will ruin Mu Ya's future luck."

"The number of fortunes in the future?"

Li Zhixian stopped striking and let out a contemptuous sneer.

"Muya's future is here, here and here!"

She turned (身shēn) and pointed heavily at Dawa Tsering, Buchi Benma and the young boy who was still crying, and then lifted the bone-faced bull's head in her hand in front of Dampa Dorjee:

"And not in this kind of damned garbage!"

Li Zhixian smashed the white bone face that was on the verge of cracking with a single punch, and Qu Cuo's soul and the mountain takin as a carrier crumbled after a wail.

Li Zhixian patted the dust on his palm, reached out and recalled the axe gun thrown in the distance, and used the magic power that had just recovered a little to turn into a cannonball to blast open the unpresided dark barrier.

The deep whirlpool in the dam village began to rotate in reverse, and it didn't take long for the half-collapsed three-story watchhouse and Li Zhixian, Yu Peihuan and others to return to the present world.

Outside the dam village, there was a strange sound in the low hill that Danba Dorjee had overlooked, and a flock of birds like black spots flew into the sky in a hurry, and all kinds of beasts seemed to be chasing behind them, scrambling to escape from the mountains and forests.

It didn't take long for all the trees in the forest to wither and die, and bottomless cracks appeared on the surface of the hills.

The gods worshiped by the Muya people sensed that the rooftops, stoves, and thresholds of several nearby villages appeared with strange (body shēn) shadows glowing with various colors, some as tall as buildings, some as small as dolls, and beast-headed people (body shēn), with strange shapes.

They all looked at the dead hill and sang a quaint and low lament in the night.

Yu Peihuan's fingertips lit up two magic arrays the size of sand grains, and she raised her hand to throw the two grains of light sand into the eyes of Bu Chi Benma and the crying young children, causing them to fall into a deep sleep.

Li Zhixian put on the headphones, stretched out his hand to give Yu Peihuan half of them, and a passionate electric guitar prelude came out of the headphones.

The two sat side by side and looked at the night sky, where a dozen speeding meteors were approaching, which was the flight path of the Brazilian Bureau reinforcements.

Li Zhixian hummed along with the headphone music, but Yu Peihuan still lowered his eyebrows.

"What's the matter, because Dorje Huamao and the other victims are unhappy?"

"A little." Yu Peihuan sighed and said:

"Evil gods, monsters, curses...... These things boil down to **, we learn a lot of magic and complete a lot of tasks, but it doesn't seem to solve a lot of problems.

When I was a child, I thought that magic was omnipotent, but when I received a magic education and became a magical girl, I realized that there are many things that magic can't do (情qíng). ”

"Then what can I do, I will fight once and once, the evil disaster bureau has not been like this for so many years."

"It's always been that way, not necessarily right.

Zhixian, I want to go to a higher place, maybe stand higher and see farther, and I can do things that magic alone can't do (情qíng).

Would you like to stay with me? ”

"Okay, although I don't quite understand what you're talking about."

Li Zhixian stretched.

"That...... You can lend me some money, I've almost spent my salary this month. ”

"What are you going to do, you don't have money to buy wine again?"

"No, I think it's sad that I'm just short of money to buy alcohol, and those children who lack money to eat and study must be even more sad.

I've known a lot of people in the past, but this is the first time I've seen it with my own eyes......

I want to donate a little bit to the Muhua project, and I'll return it to you when the prize money for this mission is delivered, okay? ”

"Not good."

"Wow! Yu Peihuan, why are you like this, you have no (love qíng), you are cruel, you are unreasonable! ”