Chapter 158: The Art of Southern Witchcraft

And their emotional fluctuations also made them feel the energy flowing around in their bodies, even if they held their minds, their luck was counteracted.

Seeing this, Pang Yizhu laughed out loud, and the whole person returned to the arrogance and no one in their eyes when they first met, and laughed: "Resist!" No matter how you resist, in the end it will be just a grasshopper shaking the tree and doing useless work! ”

He laughed as he walked out of the tent, as if he had fallen into a daze.

After he left, the three of them quickly clicked on their acupuncture points and spit out all the water that they had just been forced to drink, and Niu Haotian and Mo Fei both looked at Zhou Tian with a happy face, and Niu Haotian immediately said to him: "Fortunately, Deputy Lieutenant Zhou, you have been prepared!" ”

When he was poured blood by Pang Yizhu, he followed the secret luck that Zhou Tian had told him before, and resisted his own cardia, so that he could spit out all the blood and water......

Murphy nodded his head on the side, not only did he resist the cardia with his luck, but he also pretended to be poured, but in fact he didn't drink a single drop.

"No thanks, it's just that judging from our current situation, I'm afraid it won't last long!" Zhou Tian looked worried, after all, he knew too well the power of the Southern Witchcraft!

The art of southern witchcraft, only the word heart.

As long as the person who has fallen for this spell will be willing to be driven by the spellcaster, and will not notice anything unusual, and gradually become a puppet of the other party.

Back then, the Nanwu clan in the southern region relied on this spell to lay down a lot of cities with the power of one person, and finally entrenched themselves in the southern frontier, and no one dared to provoke half a point, and even the Nanwen Dynasty acquiesced to its existence in its own territory as an independent country.

But somehow, the Southern Wu clan suddenly disappeared more than 20 years ago, and there has been no trace since.

The people of the world still think that it is because they have done too much evil and have been punished by God, or the geographical environment of southern Xinjiang is too harsh, covered by miasma all year round, and there is a lack of materials, so the Nanwu people cannot survive......

All in all, the Southern Witch Clan is gone, and the art of Southern Witchcraft is naturally no longer handed down.

Even Zhou Tian had only heard a few words from some old people in the process of following the Nangong family's expedition to the south and the north.

And if you want to strengthen the effect of the Southern Witchcraft, you only need to drink the blood of the person who has been hit by the Southern Witchcraft, and if there is a toxin on its body, the effect will be doubled, which is also the reason why Zhou Tian will remind Murphy and Niu Haotian that the three of them have already taken precautions.

"After all, I was careless...... I thought that General Pang really wanted us to meet and discuss with the thirteen princesses of the Nanwen Dynasty when he invited us over, but I didn't expect ......"

Niu Haotian said with a heavy face, if it weren't for the fact that he, the main general, had he told Mo Fei and Zhou Tianer to ask them not to be too presumptuous in front of Pang Yizhu, and he wanted to set an example, and he didn't have any defenses against Pang Yizhu, otherwise with the ability of the two of them, how could the three of them be wiped out by Pang Yizhu?

As soon as he thought of this, the guilt in Niu Haotian's heart deepened.

"It's also our lack of ability that will give him a chance!" Zhou Tian opened his mouth to comfort, and then he looked at the loyal and brave prince who had been stunned and "guarded" them.

The Southern Witch Technique, unless the person who placed the curse personally lifted it, could not solve it even if the person who placed the curse died, which made them fall into a passive situation.

Judging from Pang Yizhu's performance, he wanted to kill them all, how could he possibly relieve them of the curse?

Not to mention that according to the situation of the Zhongyong Marquis, even if the Southern Witchcraft on his body is unraveled, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no sequelae!

"Now I only hope that Yu Chengshuang and them can detect the abnormality in time and take precautions!" Murphy whispered.

"I'm glad that I responded to your request and trained a team of top soldiers for the Tiger Guard Battalion, otherwise, if I really want to wipe out the Tiger Guard Battalion, I'm afraid I will be responsible for my death!"

Hearing his words, Mo Fei and Zhou Tian did not speak again, but directly closed their eyes and continued to resist the energy flowing around in their bodies, as if they had self-consciousness.

Seeing this, Niu Haotian didn't speak again, his martial arts were originally the lowest among the three, if he was distracted and delayed, even if Pang Yi's spell under the bamboo was the most subtle of the Southern Witchcraft, it was difficult to guarantee that he would not be controlled!

On the other side, Pang Yizhu came to his tent, where a woman wearing a purple veil was sitting, who looked to be no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, and on her left and right there were one person guarding her, and that posture was the same as that of the loyal and brave prince who was controlled by the magic of the Southern Witchcraft.

There is a mark between the woman's eyebrows, like fire, and like a flower that has not yet fully bloomed, the color is brighter than blood, which makes people salivate, but it has a bit of a bewitching feeling.

At this moment, she was practicing with her eyes closed, and even if Pang Yizhu walked in, she didn't move for half a minute.

"Say hello to the thirteenth princess."

Pang Yizhu looked at the mark between her eyebrows, his eyes gradually became a little infatuated, and with a little forbearance and restraint, he clasped his fists and saluted her.

"Pang Yizhu, do you know that you almost caused a catastrophe?" The woman didn't open her eyes, her voice was delicate, but it was a little cool, which made Pang Yizhu's infatuated expression wake up immediately, and she couldn't help but kneel on the ground and ask for her guilt.

"I think you are a first-time offender, this time it is just a small punishment and a big commandment, but if there is a next time, you don't have to wait for the poison attack on your body, just commit suicide and apologize!"

At this point, the woman opened her eyes, and her eyes were like black pearls, without the slightest impurity, and they should be clear and bright, but they gave people a deep and unfathomable feeling.

Such a pair of eyes were very inconsistent with her appearance, which looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, and also made her seem more unfathomable in Pang Yizhu's heart.

"Yes, thank you Thirteen Princesses for being generous!"

Hearing this, the thirteenth princess closed her eyes again, and the aura on her body changed slightly, and her breathing became a little weak, as if she had just opened her eyes and used a lot of strength......

The two people beside her immediately stepped forward to support her, and then exercised their internal breath into her body.

"Dare to ask the thirteenth princess, how long will it take for those three people to take effect if they are spelled?"

After the aura on the thirteenth princess stabilized, Pang Yizhu cautiously asked.

"General Yunlu, is it possible that you don't even have this little patience?" The thirteenth princess sneered when she heard this, but she still made a quick seal with her hands, but the next moment, her brows furrowed tightly.

"It's funny, it's really funny......"

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