House Witch

Chapter 689

As night fell, in a certain barren mountain forest, the light of a bonfire dispelled a small piece of darkness. Two witches were sitting by the bonfire, looking at the fish soup that was beeping in a hanging pot on the fire.

Although it's a camping camp with wind, meals and camping, this pot of fish soup is extremely delicious, exuding the ultimate delicacy enough to be fragrant for ten miles.

"Wow, I didn't expect your craftsmanship to be well-deserved, miss. I heard that you went to work as a nutritionist for the Armed Society before, and I thought it was just a gimmick?"

Wen Wen sniffed the aroma in the pot, she wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth unconsciously, and said so.

She just watched the entire cooking process of this eldest lady. Obviously, everyone used the same witch's cooking magic, but the fish soup in front of her tasted much more delicious than the one she made herself before.

But Dorothy nodded in satisfaction at the compliment of this ignorant senior sister, and then she waved her hand lightly, and the invisible magic tentacles had already picked up the bowls and chopsticks on the side, and then filled them out of the pot. Ordered two bowls of fish soup.

"Eat quickly, it's time to work after eating."

The house witch said so.

And Wen Wen reached out to take her own bowl, she looked at the milky white and rich soup in the bowl, and then ignored the scalding hot water just out of the pot, she went straight up and took a bite, and then she, who was a cat's tongue, was stared at by the heat Her eyes widened, but the strong fresh fragrance emanating from her mouth made her reluctant to spit out the delicious food.

She enjoyed it while suffering like this, until after she swallowed that mouthful of soup, she stuck out her tongue like a dog to cool off.

"Can't you protect your tongue with a little magic?"

Dorothy on the opposite side said a little speechlessly.

The hot soup just out of the pot is enough to burn the tongue of a mortal, but it is not enough to hurt the witch's body, but just because it won't hurt doesn't mean it won't feel hot.

If the witch's body does not turn on the magic power, the ability to sense various perceptions will only be more sensitive than ordinary people. Therefore, ordinary people will only perceive things that are spicy, hot, and cool, and they will only perceive them more intensely and clearly.

Of course, it's just a feeling.

For example, if they are burned by the same fire, witches and mortals who have not used magic power will whine in pain, and even witches will scream louder, but mortals may blister their skin and even leave scars, but witches also It's just a loud voice, in fact, there will be no skin damage at all.

"No, although using magic power to protect it can shield the pain, but it also dulls the sense of taste, which is a waste of delicious food."

For the house witch's proposal, Wen Wen argued so hard, and then she held the bowl and blew carefully there, as if she wanted to cool down the fish soup.

Dorothy: "."

Ma's mental retardation, we are witches, we can do magic, okay, you still blow it.

While she was thinking this way, a burst of icy cold air burst out from her hands, and this cold air spread into the bowl, instantly cooling the scalding fish soup to the optimum temperature just right for the mouth.

Afterwards, the house witch happily enjoyed the delicacy of fishing for a day.

Why didn't she catch this fish? Nonsense, fishing is such an inconvenient thing, who stipulates that fish must be caught from the river, why can't she catch it from other fishermen?

She is fishing with man and fish, and what she pays attention to is that a willing person takes the bait. This is the high level of a fisherman, and she understands everything. If you don’t understand, you have to reflect on whether your level is not enough.

Anyway, it is really comforting to enjoy the joy of harvest after a tiring day.

Wen Wen: "."

The Black Wing Witch watched the operation of the opposite eldest lady using ice magic to cool down, and then she suddenly realized.

Yes, I am a witch and can use magic.

It was only then that she remembered that she was an extraordinary person, and there were countless ways to cool down a bowl of fish soup, but she really couldn't blame her, after all, almost all of the witches' magical abilities were used in battle. Before creating the life magic series, few people really thought of using magic in daily life.

It's all because of the blindness of inertial consciousness.

Wen Wen, who came to her senses, actually wanted to learn from Missy how to use ice magic to cool down, but when she just wanted to do it, she found that she didn't seem to know how much effort to precisely cool the fish soup.

If this fish soup is too cold, it will be very fishy, ​​and it will not be delicious.

So here comes the question, should we bravely try at the risk of losing a bowl of delicious food, or be conservative and continue to use mortal mouths to blow stunts?

The Black Wing Witch pondered for a while, then silently continued puffing up her cheeks and blowing.

"Hoo hoo hoo."

Dorothy: "."

"What do you know, if you cheat with magic, you have no soul, and you should enjoy good things like this."

Noticing the eyes of the eldest lady opposite who looked at him like a fool, Wen Wen argued solemnly.

It can only be said that she is worthy of being a professional journalist, and the nonsense that comes out of her mouth does not blush at all.

The house witch was a little speechless, but she didn't expose the last stubbornness of the senior. She just reached out and touched the soup pot in front of her, cooling the remaining fish soup in the pot to the optimum drinking temperature.

Then she looked at the Soul Eater senior opposite her, with a teasing smile.

Wen Wen: "."

The Black Winged Witch directly protected her mouth with magic power, then drank the bowl of fish soup in her hand that was still hot after blowing for a long time, and then filled another bowl for herself without changing her face.

What soul is not soul, we journalists always pay attention to a spirit of seeking truth from facts.

On the opposite side, Dorothy smiled brightly, and on top of her head, the hat-senpai was secretly hanging down her tentacles, directly reaching into the pot and eating frantically.

You ask why she doesn't eat it openly?

Hehe, the food that is eaten secretly is the most delicious. Well, eating secretly is the real soul.

And when Wen Wen chewed and enjoyed the second bowl slowly, and was about to have another bowl.

Where is my fish soup? Where did my big pot of fish soup go?

The Black Winged Witch looked at the empty pot, feeling suspicious of life for a while.

"Okay, enough to eat and drink, it's time to go to work."

On the other hand, Dorothy glanced at the hat on her head that was hiccupping secretly, and then used a cleaning spell to clean up the pots and bowls, and then stood up with her sword.

She looked at the Japanese-style castle not far away, although it was not as majestic as the former castle tower, but it was also luxurious and huge.

That's where the lord's mansion was mentioned by the little fishing witch.

"It's time to exercise after meals to digest food."

In her eyes, the imprint of the talisman disappeared in a flash. When she saw the evil spirit like a dark cloud floating above the castle, she shook her head and her eyes gradually turned cold.

"Ah, isn't it, miss, are you serious?"

Seeing the actions of the house witch, Wen Wen was a little uneasy.

She thought that the eldest lady was just joking with the little fishing witch before, but she didn't expect that the eldest lady is sincere, and she really loves it when something happens.

"Are you really going to level that castle, just the two of us?"

The Black Wing Witch pointed to the heavily guarded Chinese mansion, and then asked.

And Dorothy shook her head.

"Of course not us."

But before Wen Wen could breathe a sigh of relief, she continued.

"It's me, you photographer, don't mess with yourself."

Black Wing Witch: "."

"Then you are going to use the power of the Tribunal?"

Wen Wen asked again.

If the eldest lady is the great judge and clown, then it is not a big problem to win the castle alone, after all, the spell slot of the court is really cheating.

"Senior sister, what are you talking about? We're filming Phantom Shadow. Wouldn't it be a drama to come to the court?"

Dorothy also looked at the senior sister speechlessly.

"Of course I can rely on the sword in my hand."

The house witch raised the red shadow demon sword in her hand and said so confidently.

"Then aren't you fooling around? There are already more than a dozen big witches in this castle just from what I sensed, and there is a rookie who is estimated to have the strength of the title level, and the two of my witches have not arrived. Go up and send it to me." ah."

Wen Wen was also a little anxious.

No way, the photographer of this documentary is not invincible. She is a real war reporter. If the two sides really fight, the opposite side will only regard her as an accomplice of the eldest lady regardless of whether she is an innocent photographer or not. She cut it together.

It’s okay to kill those ronin warriors before, after all, those ronin are really weak and can’t threaten her as a photographer, but now this family is a stronghold of the Chinese in Dongying, the configuration inside is not a joke, she is really I can't stand it.

"My eldest lady, let's just shoot a phantom, as for really risking your life?"

She tried to persuade the young lady to change her mind.

"Senior sister, do you think I've been acting all the way?"

Dorothy didn't say much, she just looked at Wen Wen so calmly, and then asked back.

"Um, isn't it?"

The Black Wing Witch also blinked and asked in confusion.

Dorothy: "."

Damn, senior sister, you don't give me face like this, it's hard for me to handle it.

The house witch couldn't hold back anymore.

And just when she was about to reorganize the language to explain, she suddenly sensed something, she frowned, and then disappeared in place in a flash.

Soon, Dorothy came back again, but there was a struggling little witch in her hand.

"It's you, why are you here?"

Wen Wen recognized the little witch in the hands of the eldest lady. After all, the delicious fish soup he ate just now was caught by others.

"It's you, big sisters."

At first, the little witch, who thought she had been caught and was struggling crazily, also recognized the identities of the two with the help of the light of the bonfire. She stopped struggling immediately, and then her eyes turned red.

"Big sister, please save my sister and everyone in the village."

The little witch wiped her tears while begging.

Dorothy frowned immediately. She put down the little witch in her hand, then squatted on the ground, looked at the little witch, and asked softly.

"What happened? What happened to your sister and everyone in the village?"

"My sister and everyone were taken away by the lord's people. They said that the villagers took over the lord's grandfather's land, but that land was clearly given to us by that witch's house."

The little witch also worked hard to control her emotions, and she opened her mouth to tell what happened.

And hearing what the little witch said, Dorothy's face became even more gloomy.

Sure enough, until the cancer of the Chinese race is eradicated, the Japanese witches will not be able to live a good life.

She originally wanted to be softer, and use the method of demolition to warn those Chinese people peacefully, but these guys who have a good life are really afraid of power and not virtuous.

Peaceful demolition will not save Dongying Island. If the civilians of Dongying Island can really stand up, they can only carry out a thorough land revolution.

Hit the Chinese and divide the fields.

The house witch took a deep breath, then slowly looked at the little witch in front of her, and said as gently as possible.

"It's okay, I'm here, you go back to the village first, your sister and everyone in the village will go back soon."

she said so.

After hearing this, the little witch stopped crying. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the big sister in front of her, and then fell silent for a while.

"Big sister, you won't lie to me, will you?"

"Of course not, big sister, I never lie."

Dorothy replied seriously.

"Then let's pull the hook, and the liar will swallow a thousand needles."

The little witch stretched out her little finger. In the world of children, this is already the strongest contract.

"Well, a liar swallows a thousand needles."

Dorothy also stretched out her little finger and made a contract with the little witch.

After pulling the ditch, the little witch was relieved, and then she walked away step by step.

And the house witch didn't stop, she directly raised her sword and flew towards the Japanese-style castle not far away.

Only the black-winged witch was left in place, and she was a little tangled. She stretched out her hand and wanted to persuade the eldest lady to calm down again, but looking at the little witch who hadn't gone far, Wen Wen really couldn't open her mouth.

"Forget it, if you don't film this kind of big show, you won't be a newsman. Anyway, I'm fast, and it's not too late to run if the situation is not good later."

The Black Wing Witch gritted her teeth, then flapped her wings and chased after her.

Not far away, inside the castle, although it was night, the city was brightly lit, and a group of warriors were smiling evilly, surrounding a group of tied-up villagers.

"Grandpa Guitian, it's this group of daring thugs who dare to invade your field."

A samurai said to a fat ugly witch sitting on the main seat.

And the grandpa, who was dressed gorgeously but had a swollen face, squinted his small eyes and looked at the trembling villagers below, and smiled disdainfully.

"Then let's teach these unruly people a lesson first, and let them remember who is the master around here."

"Hehe, I can't do anything about drawing swords, and I can't cure this group of unscrupulous people?"

Grandpa Kameda took a sip of tea, and then ordered casually.

Immediately, the warriors of the Kameda family who had been waiting for a long time showed obscene smiles. They looked at the group of villagers who had lost their resistance. Some warriors waved their whips and made crackling sonic booms.

"Yu Mei, why isn't she here? What she likes most on weekdays is watching executions."

Grandpa Kameda thought of her daughter, she asked.

"Going back to Grandpa, Missy, she went out to find someone to test the knife today, and she just got a good knife."

The warrior on the side said quickly.

"That's it, it's a good thing my son is so hardworking, but it's a pity that there are so many targets in front of us, but Yu Mei is not there, so let them breathe, and when my Yu Mei comes back, I will compare with her Your swordsmanship is better than chopping off several targets with one knife."

Grandpa Kameda said so.

However, just as she finished speaking, an object in the air flew towards her.

Grandpa Kameda narrowed her eyes, and then her fat body moved at a speed that was completely inconsistent with her size. With a flash of the knife, she cut the unknown object in two.

"Who? How dare you do that."

She just wanted to shout like this, but before she finished speaking, she suddenly widened her eyes, looking at the thing on the ground that she had cut in two.

It was a corpse, the corpse of a young and beautiful witch.

"Yumi, my Yumei"

Grandpa Kameda's huge body knelt down on the ground trembling. The layers of fat on her body were all rippling at this moment. She looked at the corpse on the ground in disbelief, and then her eyes turned red.

"Who is it? I want you to die."

Terrible magic power burst out from her body, only changing the color of the world.

And the grandfather, who was already as ugly as a pig, looked even more ferocious at this time, and the scarlet eyes were devouring, just looking at it made people shudder.

But amidst the coercion of this terrifying top witch, a person slowly walked over.

"Grandpa is good at swordsmanship, and he can cut two strokes neatly. I just don't know if you are satisfied with the feel of the target for this test?"

The cruel swordsman said with a smile.

"The thief is so brave, die for me."

When had the grandpa who had been domineering for a long time been provoked like this? She roared angrily, and then her huge body rushed towards the ruthless swordsman.

But when the swordsman saw this, he just slightly pulled out the sword in his hand, and the sky, which was originally bright and bright, was shrouded in dark clouds again, and the earth fell into darkness.

In this darkness, there was the sound of dragon chant resounding through the heaven and earth.

"Crimson Shadow Evil Dragon sleeping deep in the sea of ​​blood, wake up, the time for gluttony has come."

Sibao's swastika is being resolved.