The second game is witchcraft.

Witchcraft is divided into white witchcraft and black witchcraft, the former is used to save people, the latter is used to kill, in Yu Wan's opinion, Nangong Yan, a femme fatale-hearted woman, naturally will not compete with any white witchcraft, sure enough, I don't know what Nangong Yan negotiated with the Imperial Doctor, and the Imperial Doctor showed a look of embarrassment.

After a while, the Imperial Doctor discussed with Taiwei and Taifu, and then came to ask the Great Emperor Ji and Yu Wan if they could accept the challenge of black witchcraft.

Yu Wan looked at Grandma, Grandma nodded at her, Yu Wan said, "Accept!" ”

Doctor Yu Shi said: "Because the black witchcraft is too domineering, the wizards on both sides need to promise not to hurt the innocent, otherwise it will be regarded as a loss." ”

"Okay." Yu Wan nodded.

Nangong Yan also nodded in acceptance.

Doctor Yu Shi said: "Then next, please ask the two emperors to send their respective wizards." ”

To everyone's surprise, Nangong Yan's side turned out to be the national teacher.

The national teacher openly fought for Nangong Yan, which can be regarded as a disguised admission that the National Teacher Hall and the queen have colluded.

Yu Shaoqing squinted his eyes and said: "It's really bold, he is not afraid of the queen's crime." ”

Helian Bei said lightly: "Maybe they don't care anymore. ”

Yu Shaoqing frowned: "What do you mean?" ”

Helian Beiming paused and said, "You pay attention to your younger siblings and Awan, and if something happens, take them away in time." ”

Yu Shaoqing said: "What? Are you still worried that Little Emperor Ji will go on a killing spree? ”

Helian Bei said: "The rabbit is in a hurry and bites, that woman is already crazy, who knows what she will do if she loses." ”

If Nangong Yan loses, there will be nothing, but Nangong Yan never thought that he would lose.

In the first game, they were cheating and slippery, and then there were not so many accidents.

"What? Is my sister afraid? Nangong Yan said sarcastically.

"The Great Emperor?" Doctor Yu Shi looked at Jiang and his party urgently.

The powerful Moon Hook took a step forward with a cold expression.

Nangong Yan's eyebrows jumped, and she clenched the armrest of the chair and said, "Slow!" ”

Doctor Yu Shi turned his head to look at her: "What's wrong with the little emperor?" ”

Nangong Yan glanced at the moon hook that could knock the national teacher away with one punch, and said coldly: "In this game, martial arts are not allowed. ”

Wizards, like Gu masters, are not martial arts practitioners, so there was no limit to martial arts in the previous big competitions, but since the little emperor Ji has spoken, and since there is a lesson from the past, the third prince will naturally not reject the little emperor's request.

Doctor Yu Shi said: "Okay, in this game, except for witchcraft, you can't use anything else." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the moon hook stepped to the side, grinning, revealing a mouthful of small white teeth!

I saw that behind him, a thin old man who could be blown away by a gust of wind walked out slowly.

With the body of this old dragon clock, the national teacher in his prime can beat him to cry with his bare hands!

Nangong Yan is angry!

What kind of guys are these, how can they be so treacherous and cunning!!

It's not that Nangong Yan doesn't believe in the strength of the national teacher, but if there is a more trouble-free way, she naturally won't choose the riskier one.

But it's too late to say anything now, it's she who asked for this rule to be added, and she can't be allowed to go back on her word.

Nangong Yan gave the national teacher a look.

The national teacher will understand.

Nangong Yan means that there is no need to show mercy.

In fact, the national teacher has never considered showing mercy to these guys, especially this ghost clan shaman, who was once the master's henchman when he was alive, although the master defeated him, he did not win the martial arts, which has always been a regret in the master's mind.

He believes that today, this regret will no longer exist.

The old man walked to the center of the altar and paused three steps away from the national teacher, his wrinkled eyes bursting with elite and sharp waves.

"Yu Wenzhi is your master?" The old man asked.

"It's the family teacher." National Teacher's Road.

The old man nodded: "It's just right, what he owed me back then, and you will repay it today." ”

The national teacher said disdainfully: "Don't talk too much, it's not certain who wins and who loses." ”

"Don't you have a few pounds and taels in your heart? Your master is not my opponent, so you don't need to mention it. The old man has always been silent, but today he has said everything he has said for a whole year, "Okay, let's start." ”

The old man was about to take his seat, but the national teacher took a few steps forward and said in his ear, "Shaman, don't forget your purpose of leaving the ghost clan in the first place, the king of the ghost clan ordered you to bring back the Great Emperor Ji, not to help her ascend the throne. ”

The old man looked stunned.

The national teacher said sarcastically: "How long do you think you can hide it? ”

The old man looked at him quietly.

The national teacher's eyes motioned for him to look to the left-hand side, under the altar.

The old man looked at it without a trace.

He crashed into a pair of death-like eyes.

The owner of the eyes is hidden in the crowd and dressed in black.

This is the messenger of the ghost clan.

Like witchcraft, the envoys of the ghost clan are also divided into white messengers and black messengers, and it is the white messengers who perform the task, and the old man and Ah Wei are all white messengers, and once the white messenger defects, the ghost clan will dispatch the black messenger to kill the white messenger.

The Black Messenger appeared, which meant that their deeds had been known to the king.

In fact, as early as the moment Nangong Li recognized the identity of the old man, the old man guessed that there might be such a possibility, but Nangong Li stole Shura, and the old man didn't think that he really had the courage to go to the ghost clan to tell the truth.

It seems that Nangong Li doesn't have the guts, but the national teacher does.

The so-called retreat is just a pretense, but in fact it has done a lot of bad things.

The national teacher looked behind the old man, obviously still immersed in the joy of the victory in the first game, and did not notice the three of the black messengers, and kindly reminded: "It's still too late to escape now." ”

If you escape, you will lose the game.

There was not a single expression in the old man's weather-beaten face, and suddenly his robe moved, and a piece of paper flew out of his sleeve.

The national teacher turned his head to dodge, but still let the piece of paper cut the clothes on his shoulder.

"That's my answer."

After that, the old man ignored the provocation of the national teacher, and walked to his cushion and sat down, there were several cases in front of him, and some strange things were displayed on the cases.

The most powerful of the black witchcraft is the puppetry, when the puppet art is practiced to a certain level, it can be controlled even by the living, but that method is too inhumane and has long been banned by wizards.

Today, both have chosen this approach.

The old man flicked his wide sleeves and brushed the things on the desk to the ground, and then he took out a dagger and placed it lightly on the table.

The national teacher sneered.

He didn't have a dagger with him, but he could get someone to ask for it.

He gestured, and one of the guards drew the dagger from his waist and placed his hands on his desk.

"What are they doing?" Yu Wan asked in a low voice.

Qingyan stared and said: "They want to use witchcraft to control each other and force each other to draw their swords and kill themselves." ”

Yu Wan's eyes widened: "Playing so big as soon as you come?" ”

Qingyan was also puzzled, Grandma seemed to be murderous, he had been with Grandma for so long, who did he kill Grandma for the first time, this is really strange, that stinky and shameless national teacher, what did he say to Grandma?

There was no time limit for the second game, until they were controlled by the opponent's witchcraft and lost their sense of self, although the people did not understand black magic, but they understood that it was a fierce battle when they looked at the daggers that the two took out.

Everyone involuntarily got nervous.

The national teacher in his prime, the old man in his last years, how does it look like a one-sided crush?

"Grandma's state is not quite right." Qingyan said.

"What's wrong?" Yu Wan asked.

"I can't say it, but it's ...... It just felt like he was a little flustered. "This is something that others can't see, but Qingyan, Ah Wei and Moon Hook, who have been with Grandma all the way, can feel Grandma's strangeness to some extent.

Yu Wan was puzzled: "Grandma was scared by the national teacher?" ”

Qingyan shook his head: "It shouldn't be." ”

Grandma's strength is far above the national teacher, she shouldn't be so panicked, so what is Grandma worried about?

The old man's worries were not only alert, but also the national teacher, after all, he was sitting directly opposite the old man, and he could see every cold sweat on the old man's forehead.

The Black Emissary would take his dog's life at any moment, so it's no wonder he's so restless.

But maybe it's going to disappoint the Black Emissary, today, the life of the Ghost Clan Shaman is his!

The two closed their eyes, their dantian sank, and an invisible coercion pressed towards each other.

Everyone couldn't understand what the two were doing, but they could vaguely feel that the atmosphere of the altar had become different, the wind around them seemed to be still, and the dagger on the desk trembled.

The old man's body began to shake slightly.

The national teacher is still sitting like a mountain.

"Oh, I'm afraid the old man is going to lose."

"yes."

"Alas, that's the national teacher, who can be the opponent of the national teacher?"

The heated discussion became louder and louder, and even Nangong Yan heard it.

The corners of Nangong Yan's lips hooked, Great Emperor Ji, see how you win back this game!

It was too late, it was too fast, the old man suddenly opened his eyes and shouted: "Break!" ”

Boom!

The body of the national teacher flew out!

He grabbed a dagger in his hand and fell into the crowd with a thud!

He fell impartially, and happened to be at the feet of the black messenger.

He stood up tremblingly, spat out a mouthful of blood, and stretched out his hand: "Help, help me." ”

The Black Messenger recognized him and helped him.

That's when the unbelievable happened.

The national teacher, who was helped up by the black messenger, stabbed the black messenger in the heart with a knife.

The Black Messenger didn't even have time to be surprised, and fell to the ground in a daze.

The moment the dagger left his body, blood splattered all over the national teacher's face.

The national teacher is a spirit, suddenly sober!

He looked at the dagger in his hand, then at the place where he stood, and finally, at the accomplice of the Black Emissary who had been stabbed to death by himself, and froze in disbelief.

A chill rushed up from the soles of his feet.

Someone in the crowd shouted, "He's killed!" He lost! ”

Do not hurt others, otherwise it will be regarded as losing.

It doesn't matter if the Black Messenger is a good guy or a bad guy for the time being, but as long as he is a human being, you can't hurt him.

Of course, the national teacher can say that he is controlled by the old man, but in that case, it is equivalent to admitting that he was disturbed by the other party's witchcraft and lost consciousness, which is still a loss.

The national teacher couldn't figure out why the situation that was already a sure victory had become like this in the blink of an eye?

Not only did he win him, but he also borrowed his hand to kill a black messenger!

Isn't that old guy's restless look all fake?

The national teacher clenched his dagger tightly, raised his head, and looked at the old man on the altar.

The old man walked faintly to the edge of the altar and looked at him condescendingly.

The cold wind blew, and the old man was immortal.

Suddenly, the old man of the fairy wind dao bone stretched out his hand and gestured a little finger of contempt to the national teacher!

The national teacher who vomited three liters of blood: "......!! ”

The Black Emissary had already lost his breath, and the guards came and carried him down.

Although Yu Wan doesn't know the identity of the other party, it must not be a good person who may let Grandma kill her.

Yu Wan didn't waste her Virgin's heart, she stepped down from the chair, looked at Nangong Yan whose whole face was black into charcoal, and bent the corners of her lips and said, "What should I do, little emperor, you have lost again!" With two wins in three games, there is no need to compete next, are you willing to gamble and lose, or do you want to repay your debts? ”

Nangong Yan's nails were tightly pinched into the flesh: "Helian Wan, don't be too arrogant!" ”

Yu Wan said strangely: "Why am I not arrogant? I have arrogant capital. My father is the heir of the Helian family, my mother is Emperor Nanzhao, my father-in-law is the son of Yancheng, my father-in-law is the king of Yan of the Great Zhou, my step-father-in-law is the generalissimo of the world's soldiers and horses, and his son is a seven-zhang Xiao Gu Lao, I am not arrogant, who is arrogant? ”

Nangong Yan was angry!

I've seen arrogance, I've never seen such arrogance, she doesn't know that there is a saying that when the water is full, it overflows, and happiness makes sorrow?

Fortunately, she didn't plan to do this, but since they all forced her, it's no wonder she was ruthless!

"Shura!"

Nangong Yan gave an order, and a strong aura came overwhelmingly, like a dense net, instantly enveloping the entire altar.

Yu Wan looked up in astonishment.

I saw that the sky was still shining with the sun a second ago, but at this moment, the clouds were suddenly thick, and large black clouds floated over layer by layer, and the sky darkened.

Nangong Yan said madly: "Kill them!" Not a single one is allowed to stay! ”

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