It is recorded in the "Great Wilderness Western Classic" that "in the great wilderness, there is a mountain named Fengfu Yumen, where the sun and the moon enter."

The door is a school, a sect, where the sun and the moon enter and the sun sinks and the moon sets, this school points to the west and belongs to one of the sources of spells.

Witches and doctors were originally one, witches harmed people, healed people, and could cure harm, and this kind of people were also called witch doctors.

In this system, both witchcraft and medical skills are linked to Zhuyoushu, which also "replaces gods with people" and "communicates gods with people", forming a very special witchcraft system.

To put it simply, this type of sorcery has one more intermediary than the casting of normal spells.

Spell casting is me cursing you, witchcraft casting is me cursing you through so-and-so.

This so-and-so is often pushed by witches to gods or Gu, and it is difficult to be caught out, and he has a high degree of concealment.

As the price of witchcraft to borrow intermediary spells, the power of witchcraft is lower than that of spells, and many spells need to be cast for a long time to show their effect.

Zhang Xuezhou thought about his luck and his own skills, and he also looked at the essence and blood of the fierce beast.

Zhang Xuezhou is undoubtedly a novice in witchcraft spells, but he occupies an extremely high casting advantage.

With essence and blood in hand, this is almost equivalent to the other party lying in front of him waiting to perform a spell, and the other party can't resist, as long as his technique can be successful, Zhang Xuezhou will inevitably curse the other party.

"The four enlightened ones, heaven and earth are normal, Xuanshui baths in filth, dispels the ominous, the two children guard the door, the seven spirits are safe, the clouds are refined, the ten thousand qi are mixed, the inside and outside are good, the yellow clothes are protected, and the urgency is like the law!"

Zhang Xuezhou took a piece of photo paper from Song Fengying for quick printing.

He babbled, and the mana in his right hand overflowed, and he took the essence blood and smeared it on the photo paper.

A humanoid pattern was erased by Zhang Xuezhou.

By the time he wrote the word 'Zhu' on the head of the pattern, Zhang Xuezhou's mouth had already turned into a prayer for luck when he chattered again.

Even if the cultivation of the movement is only a little bit, Zhang Xuezhou can be sure that the advent person like Presenel does not practice the movement technique.

And according to Bai, the Advent is a world alien, and his body is more entangled in 'world malice'.

Zhang Xuezhou didn't believe that the east wind of his local aborigines could not overwhelm the outsider's west wind.

"What is Xuezhou reading?"

Seeing that Zhang Xuezhou took the black and red object and smeared it, and drew it into a ghost drawing talisman and then read and jumped, Song Fengying really suspected that Zhang Xuezhou's brain was suddenly broken.

I have to say that it is indeed a bit strange to engage in the practice of magic sticks in areas bombed by rocket artillery.

But when Song Fengying's eyes swept over the wound on her arm that was almost healing, she fell silent again.

The more she climbed, the more she found that her cognition was insufficient, and it was difficult for her to keep up with the higher strata of society. Even the first time she saw insects growing in the human body, the ferociousness of the beast mentioned by Zhang Xuezhou was beyond Song Fengying's imagination.

The entire city of Leata has become a Shura field under the control of fierce beasts.

If it weren't for the loss of control of her body and something that Song Fengying didn't know about, and she wasn't mistaken for an Adventist by Presinel, Song Fengying felt that she also had worms growing in her body.

She has always wanted to make a big news to maintain the popularity of Feiyu's live broadcast, but Song Fengying found that what she observed was only one corner of the world, and her ability was not enough to set off another corner.

But just a moment later, Song Fengying's expression became excited again.

She is not capable, but Zhang Xuezhou and others are capable, and they have even pointed her to the development goal of the seventh sequence.

But at the same time, Song Fengying also vaguely realized the far-reaching impact of the sinkhole more than 20 years ago, which was far more than just bringing her a youthful state in appearance, but also what must be hidden.

And this is likely to be related to Presenel's reference to "my lord" and "observer".

This is a big risk that is enough to classify them as an alien, even if Song Fengying thinks about it, she can't help but shudder.

Today's Presenel can be bombarded with rocket artillery, and surrounded and suppressed by many high-level people,

If they have to face it one day, they won't end up much worse than Presenel.

"You must have the right to speak so that you don't get to be talked about!"

Song Fengying thought for dozens of seconds before she came up with some ways to avoid falling into the same fate.

And she not only needs the right to speak, she also needs to have a bright image.

Presenel is here to do sabotage, so she is dedicated to construction, trying to make everyone's life better, so that she can distinguish herself from the outliers like Presenel.

Public opinion is an important factor that supports Song Fengying's right to speak, and the construction of Alliance No. 9 is also an important system.

The promotion and development of the logistics system is very important, involving logistics vehicles, highways, transportation airbus, cargo trains and other ways will continue to move forward with the development of the economy.

As long as we move forward, countless opportunities will inevitably emerge, and it will also make business more circulating, and it will bring countless honors to the pioneers.

At that time, even if they are accused of being different, Song Fengying feels that few people will believe it.

"Curse your three souls for bad luck, curse you for your six spirits to be unlucky, curse you for being difficult to be safe everywhere, curse your feet and arms and heads, curse you for making mistakes in judgment when fighting......

It was only when Zhang Xuezhou chattered about the Chinese language of the Red Alliance that Song Fengying came back to his senses from the general direction of development.

"Boat?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Are you drawing villains for others behind your back?" Song Fengying thought that Zhang Xuezhou was doing some special ceremony, but she didn't expect Zhang Xuezhou to play the method of stabbing the villain in the end.

For a while, she only felt that Zhang Xuezhou's mental illness had relapsed, just like in previous years, when she was writing nonsense there.

After asking a few words, Song Fengying saw Zhang Xuezhou stop talking and looked back with satisfaction.

"Painting villains works," Zhang Xuezhou said.

"It doesn't work," Song Fengying corrected.

"It really works!"

Zhang Xuezhou defended, and when he saw Song Fengying's appearance, he had to admit that this thing didn't work, he just played with it.

"You smeared the one that Presenel gave me into a painting, but you have to keep this photo paper, lest we be drawn and gnawed by those big moths," Song Fengying admonished.

"No problem" Zhang Xuezhou nodded and said, "Mom, how did you get this?" And became friends with that monster?"

"I don't know," Song Fengying said with a headache, "I just fell into a dream in the past, and then after I woke up, he became a friend, and he called me Lady Tuernana, the observer, and what he said there, my lord, the descender, the demon lord, etc., and then I understood, and then he asked me to teach him something, and then I was always trying to find a way to ask for help!"

"You don't count as a plea for help, you also blackmailed them for 30 million!"

"That's not what I'm false, it's that Presenel thinks that asking for 30 million can effectively enhance the accuracy of the information, and make them feel that the information they are paying for is the most authentic!"

"His countermeasures have worked!"

Zhang Xuezhou poked his head out of the ruins of the wall, and saw that some people in the army of moths in the distance screamed, some screamed, and countless moth corpses kept falling.

Instead of gathering in a pile to be beaten, the crowd borrowed various buildings to cover up.

The number of moths that need to be faced has been drastically reduced, and no one has died under the beak of this moth.

Only when they are attacked by Presenel will they be severely damaged.

There was also Nags slashing wildly with his sword.

"Boom!"

The sound of pretended laughter echoed through the ruins, and Presenel's body flashed away, hiding in the moths.

His right hand, which stretched out seven sharp claws, and the blood from the fingertips dripped into his mouth, giving his eyes an inexplicable sense of excitement.

If it weren't for the need to watch out for the Immortal Descendant, Presenel felt that he would have been killed.

He broke the bones of his opponent's hands and legs, creating disability for these people.

Presenel reached out to push the moth away again when he would

The sneak attack was targeted at a gray-haired Tur high-serializer.

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