witch doctor and queen

Chapter 60 "Why did the fog dissipate when you came?"

Hua Chi stared blankly at Wu Mo, as if he wanted to see through this gentle and beautiful face the violent soul hidden deep under this skin.

"... Are your hands alright?"

"fine."

"……Um."

Hua Chi couldn't digest the fact that Wu Mo was able to crush the stone with his bare hands without any spiritual power.

After all, his sword is not the "ordinary sword" that Wu Mo said, but a spiritual-level sword, which cuts iron like mud and cuts hair.

But this stone, which could not be broken by a spiritual sword, was smashed into pieces by Wu Mo's punch!
Hua Chi felt a little unbelievable.

However, what he didn't know was that during the 300 years in the copper furnace, Wu Mo's body had been refined to the extreme.

Although King Kong is not indestructible, it is also invulnerable.

Nether Guisha was refined to be used as a sharp weapon. Naturally, nothing could be sharper, stronger and more lethal than her own.

Even if she doesn't have spiritual power, just relying on the flesh, every part and every part contains extremely strong power, which is extremely dangerous.

How could a small spiritual-level sword be comparable?

But I'm also glad that Huachi didn't know, otherwise, who knows what kind of mentality he will have when facing Wu Mo.

Faced with this, the most evil.

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The sound of the stone being blasted away was loud, but Wu Mo and Hua Chi walked for a while, but still no one came to chase them. It seemed that there was no one else here except them.

There are still aisles outside, but they extend in all directions, and there are forks everywhere.

Hua Chi thought it was difficult at first, but Wu Mo seemed to be very familiar with it, walking through several branches without hesitation.

"Have you been here?" Hua Chi couldn't help asking as he followed Wu Mo.

"No."

"Then how did you know to go this way?"

"intuition."

"..."

Hua Chi always felt a little complicated in his heart. In a short period of time, Yun Nianxi's image in his heart was constantly refreshed.

Since when did the weak and thoughtful girl in my memory become the violent and intuitive person in front of me?

Wu Mo seemed to feel the complaint in his heart, smiled, and added gently: "My intuition is very accurate."

"Really." Hua Chi was a little perfunctory.

"Of course." Wu Mo said, "For example, my intuition tells me that if you go any further, you will be ambushed."

As he spoke, Wu Mo stopped in his tracks.

Hua Chi didn't react for a while, and took a few steps forward than Wu Mo.

Then--

"Grumbling."

Bubbles suddenly appeared under Hua Chi's feet, like boiling water spilling on the ground, boiling up waves of mist.

The mist was black and green, lingering on Huachi's boots, and following the trend, wrapped around his body.

It seemed as if the air had been squeezed out, making Hua Chi feel suffocated.

"Hmm..." Hua Chi's handsome face flushed a little, and he looked at Wu Mo who was watching the show indifferently, "Save...save me..."

Receiving his begging eyes for help, Wu Mo sighed very lightly, then stepped forward and walked to Hua Chi's side.

Miraculously, as Wu Mo approached, the mist wrapped around Hua Chi slowly dissipated.

Hua Chi took another breath of the not-so-fresh but extremely precious air at this moment, panting heavily, and slowly calmed down after a while.

He looked at Wu Mo in shock, and couldn't help but wonder, "Why did the fog dissipate when you came?"

(End of this chapter)