Witch Forest Friends Club

Summary announcement of the first part of Cold Lake

Hello readers, the plot of the first part of Leng Hu is basically over, and I would like to make a summary.

Because of the climactic plot of the first part of Leng Hu, there was no feedback from posts and comments, and I did lose some motivation. I tried my best to overcome the mental state of not being able to get up, and finally wrote out the plot as much as I could imagine. (Also, I’m sorry for those who need to follow up and update the text. I’m sorting out the details of Lenghu’s second chapter recently, so the update is a bit slow. After the ban is lifted, I will speed up the update and pay off the debt)

Uroboros, the first big devil on the tour road, stood in front of Anjaye and others with the riddle of the legend of the cold lake.

Because of the addition of unexpected reinforcements such as Mentor Bode and Wang Yanshi, it is easy to uproot Uroboros' power in Shuangchenggang, but the real and difficult challenge is yet to come.

Miss Fanna and Princess Tini officially joined the Dandelion Team due to their own reasons, and the following stories will begin to improve and supplement their content.

The demons of Anjaye's family will finally be launched in the second chapter of Leng Hu.

Congratulations, although the challenges ahead are difficult, Xiao An's team is also growing, isn't it?Although Jana, Bounty, and Adeli are in Shuangchenggang, they are a little soy sauce, but there will be corresponding story lines in the follow-up.

After all, Wang Yanshi and Uroboros are the high walls that Xiaoan must cross, and the heroic battle is about to kick off.

Please look forward to the second chapter of Cold Lake.

In addition, I secretly tell everyone that Anshen's character illustrations have been completed, and I thank Mrs. Qi for shaping it to my liking. Xiaoan will meet you on the day when the comment ban is lifted on the 25th.I hope that the reader Jun can make up for the missing posts this month. The author Zhe bows deeply here, thank you for your company.

Chapter 130 Three Tavern Conspiracy, Witch Parade with Ms. An

Witch Parade?No, it's a mushroom parade! ——"Ankaye's Chat Notes"

The well-known "Flame Beauty" tavern in Shuangcheng Port has finally ushered in only two guests since it was cleared, but the entire tavern has not even the bartender and chef present.

"Ronan."

Instructor Bode, who bid farewell to Anjaye in the morning, was lying on the bar at the moment, with a mess of wine glasses and empty bottles in front of him.

"Have another drink." She raised the empty cocktail glass in her hand, and on the face covered by the robin mask, the sweet intoxication added a deceptive and magical beauty to her.

"Thank you to the proprietress here for allowing us to book the place. Lord Bode, if you drink it any longer, all the treasures in the cellar will be gone."

The bard, who played the role of guest bartender, once again handed the witch a glass of layered and colorful cocktail. He picked up the empty bottle of base wine used for bartending, shook his head and let out a sigh.

"Anyway, it will take a few days to resume normal business, why don't you let me have a good drink." Instructor Bode said disapprovingly, "The bill will be charged to Anjaye and the others. After all, such a large treasure has my share. .”

Ronan shook his head, and brought a large glass of honey wine to his Liushuiling.

"Amanda, drink more."

Seeing Liu Shui Ling drank too much, holding his swollen belly, soaked in the wine glass and passed out, the poet's eyes showed a bit of gloom.

He intentionally made Liu Shui Ling drunk, because he didn't want the simple one to witness the next secret conversation.

The store door was suddenly pushed open, and a burly figure with an oppressive aura as heavy as a black vortex passed through the fog and shadow barrier outside the door.

Gambino went straight to the bar, the old man's stone-scaled face and iron surface were still spattered with spots of dried blood.

He lifted up his worn-out pitch-black cloak, sat on the three high chairs separated from Bode's mentor, leaned against the bar counter with a casual attitude, and tapped on the counter for drinks.

After taking the wine glass from Ronan, the old wolf looked up and took a big gulp of the wine, then took out his precious beast claw star stone pendant from his neckline.

"let's start."

Accompanied by the deep dark golden light projected to the center of the tavern - the civet cat star rune connected by silver and white light, in the form of a light curtain, displayed in front of the eyes of the three people present, spreading into a solemn and elegant female phantom.

Compared with the casual old wolf and Bode mentor, Ronan, who attended the meeting as a junior, bowed to the blindfolded witch who was dressed more like a nun.

"You all seem to have had a good trip."

The rare wise man under one person in the Stargazing Academy, the great witch who has been serving the "Starry Sky Scholars" since the Stella School went south, and the actual ruler of the Academy——Ms. Three pilgrims were summoned.

"Bode, how is your mission going?" Ms. Ramir first named the Winged Witch who seemed to be slack.

"I saw Porfirio." The drunkenness on Bode's face didn't seem to affect her thinking, "It's just like the rumors, like a bright torch, likes to shake the flower man's face unabashedly What about the eyes?"

From behind the Witch of Thousand Wings, suddenly stretched out that luminous demon wing like a colorful stamen.

"Using the filaments of the 'Spirit Eater', I kept a holy fire, let's take a look."

Teacher Bode raised his hand and snapped his fingers, a light and twitching filament suddenly floated in front of her, and the tip of the crystal ruby, which was like an anther, spewed out a trace of pale flame.

Instructor Bode then pointed to the imaginary rune—the invisible hand opened the space anchor point, squeezed out an ugly and cute miniature ghoul, held the pointed tail of the poor little monster, and put it on the flames to bake it like a punishment. bake.

The little lemur who was trembling and struggling, the moment it came into contact with the pale spark, the outline of its body melted and collapsed, and then only the phantom of the soul imprinted in the firelight remained, quietly floating and burning like a candle wick.

Seeing this strange scene, the old wolf poured the big glass of wine down his throat calmly, and raised his hand to wipe away the foam from his beard.

Instructor Bode explained to everyone.

"Did you see it? This little lemur was not purified by the holy fire, but assimilated."

"What's your guess?" Ms. Ramir asked vaguely.

The Winged Witch snapped her fingers again, and the filaments of the "Spirit Eater" immediately absorbed the pale holy flame, retracted and disappeared into her shoulder blades.

"Out of the control of the Wang Yan lion, this flame is instinctively assimilating the creatures it can touch. This is not like the holy fire, but closer to a demon's ability to eat."

"This is impossible!" Ronan lost his temper anxiously, "The holy fire is the foundation of the kingdom. Oga has enjoyed the kingdom for 200 years and has been following the wise way to govern the country. The ancestors of the royal family - it is impossible to collude with the devil. "

"Who knows the inside story? The Oga flame you know is, in the final analysis, just a legend. Since the disappearance of the 'Mad King' Ricardo, it has disappeared in the dust of history. It has spanned more than 200 years before reappearing on Porfirio's body. In this world, maybe he has the qualifications to inherit the devil's contract."

The cold and merciless gaze of Instructor Bode seemed to be a torture that pierced Ronan's body and mind.

"Altera VIII's ambition is no longer hidden. He hopes to send his son to the altar, with the belief of the holy fire, to guide the confused lambs, and to recreate hegemony on the peninsula. And the devil can also create god."

Ronan gritted his teeth, and the wine bottle in his hand suddenly shattered into pieces.

"Ronan, I know how you feel." Gambino, who had been on the sidelines, reminded his accomplices, "But no matter what, Wang Yanshi is our enemy, no matter what power is contained in his body, he will eventually come to fight openly. "

Gambino questioned every word.

"Are you—are you ready to face the piercing Lion Heart Sword?"

"To deal with him, force alone is not enough." Ronan seemed to try his best to calm down, closed his eyes and said indifferently, "We must destroy the belief of Oga's people in the Holy Flame of Protecting the Nation."

"If you want to destroy the hypocritical belief, it is better to let the blind eyes of the lamb witness the tragic truth." Ms. Ramir, who listened to the argument between the three, suddenly raised a key question, "Bode, how do you plan to prove that Porfirio Enslaved by demonic power."

"There is only one way." Instructor Bode said in a solemn tone, "I apply for the use of the 'Madman's Blood'."

"Madman's blood? I've never heard of it." Gambino asked with great interest.

Ms. Ramir nodded to the Winged Witch and said, "Please explain to the two of them."

The calm and casual sitting posture of Instructor Bode has changed to sitting upright, and she said with a civilized stick in her hand.

"If we say that Stella School's perfect devil contract system is a relatively safe door, isolating the devil from spying on and manipulating people's hearts-the unlucky ghosts enslaved by the devil will have to bear the price of being free to play with their hearts, and the devil will Inject the poison into its body and mind, and enjoy the delicacy of the soul's decay."

"But there are a few exceptions. Devil poison is rooted in people's desires. If you have the firm belief of a saint, or are as pure as a child with no desires and desires, you can somewhat resist this erosion."

"But no matter who it is, as long as they drink the blood of a madman and cooperate with my ritual of raising demons, their souls polluted by demonic poison will eventually lose their minds and become monsters dominated by demonic nature."

"Are you going to crucify Wang Yanshi and be judged by the Oga people?" The old wolf forced a cruel smile on his face as stiff as a stone.

Instructor Bode squinted at Ronan with a livid face.

"It's fair, isn't it? If the holy flame is not the power of a demon, then it will prove Porfirio's innocence."

"Okay." Gambino's narrowed eyes seemed to show a cold and sharp edge, "Who can make the lion drink this glass of wine obediently."

"It's obvious, isn't it?" The eyes behind the teacher Bode's face evoked a curse-like smile, "His Royal Highness Leo Altera."

Ronan, who was at the center of the focus of the three people's eyes, kept an awkward silence.

"Bode, I will send you the 'Blood of a Madman', and I will leave the details to you." Ms. Ramir made a final decision.

"I'm more interested in another person than Wang Yanshi, Ms. Ramir." Instructor Bode resumed his casual expression, "Anjaye's fetus has already moved."

Under Ramir's blindfolded silver jewel ring, there seemed to be a slight fluctuation in her expression, which was always neither sad nor happy.

"Madame's eyes have already anticipated the circulation of the 'Astrolabe''s fortune. After the Son of Outer Territory takes root, it is already a part of Wenland's future. The way of pilgrimage should be so. Don't interfere, let her seek her own future."

"Okay." Instructor Bode covered his mouth and chuckled, "The power she bred needs more nourishment. I also want to place a bet that she can overcome this barrier."

"Your Excellency Gambino, what do you think?" Instructor Bode kept spinning the head of the Civilization Staff in his right hand, showing an inscrutable smile at the old wolf, "Let her solve the problems of the Marshall family."

"Don't worry." The old wolf put his hand on the straight sword at his waist, "I will provide her with the best stage."

"Remember, everyone." Ms. Ramir nodded lightly, "Following Stella's will, the Battle of Cold Lake must not disturb the saint bones."

"As ordered."

The three bowed to the phantom of the witch that was gradually disappearing.

"Ronan, let's go."

The old wolf stood up abruptly, beckoning his accomplices to leave.

The bard gently fished Liu Shuiling, who was still soundly asleep, from the wine glass, and followed Gambino with his head down, forgetting the sight of the Witch with Thousand Wings.

The secret conversation in this ordinary tavern finally pushed the fate of the Oga Kingdom to the stage of raging fire.

The man walked out the door, and found that Goliath, who was waiting in front of the black mist barrier and leaning her head against the door wall of the tavern, was leaning her face and giving him a cruel sneer just like the old wolf.

"Drinking the poisonous wine of betrayal is familiar to the Oga people. 200 years ago, your ancestors of Atela seized the foundation of the Antonine Dynasty in this way. Today, they still write in betrayal. The history of the country?"

Ronan responded indifferently: "Miss Gloria, you won't understand."

"It's good for me anyway." Gloria withdrew her sarcastic gaze, "I have to rush to the celebration banquet. Compared with wine, Xiao An's mushroom soup is better."

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"Mommy, when can we go out?"

In a narrow room with no candlelight and closed doors and windows, a young child grabs her mother's leg and shakes her with anxiety and expectation.

"Hey, bear with it, there are scary people on the street."

The young mother held the child in her arms and comforted her for a while, then let him go and let him go to a corner by himself.

The boy who only hoped to run to the street to play with his friends and look for food again did not understand the fear in his mother's heart, so he hid it under the faintly trembling arms.

The woman groped for her mending hand in the dark, and was accidentally pricked by a bone needle.

She sucked on her sore finger blankly.

It has been three days since the city was occupied by foreign troops. It is said that the mayor has colluded with demon believers and attempted to hold black witchcraft rituals in the city.

But who knows the truth of the matter?In this world, even if witches or other lords are ruled, they, the common people, still can't eat enough, and they are squeezed by tax packers and cruel officials until there is not much money left in their pockets.

The family has no property anymore, if they want to make "contributions" to the new owner of the city, how should they deal with it.

The hot tears welling up from pricking her fingers were spurred by the worry in her heart to keep flowing.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" The child seemed to hear his mother's cry.

"Nothing." The woman wiped her tears in a panic.

At least my husband is allowed to go out to work, and I hope to bring back softer bread for the children tonight.

Just as the mother continued to fiddle with the mending clothes, she suddenly noticed a faint light shining from the window.

The woman immediately dropped something like an electric shock, ran over to grab the child, and blamed him in a low voice.

"Don't open the window."

"Mommy, I just don't want you to be stabbed." The child timidly was pulled off the window sill, but immediately there was an eye-catching movement on the street.

In the next moment, both mother and son were shocked by the strange scene outside the window that they had never seen before.

The streets and alleys were originally feared and locked-up houses, and neighbors kept popping out of the doors and windows.

Compared with the wild and unconstrained little minds of children, women have been squeezed by years of hard work and poverty, and their imaginations are extremely scarce. It has been a long time since they imagined such a pleasant dream, so that they covered their mouths and were so excited that their hearts would jump out of their chests.

"Oh my God!"

The child raised his thin little hand, pointed at the scene on the street, and laughed excitedly, jumping and screaming.

"Look, Mommy, it's so beautiful! It's magic! It's a witch!"

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Witch Station.

Anjaye was sitting on a bench in the garden, reviewing the purchase accounts that the princess had just given her.

Her Royal Highness also listed the relevant material transfer plan - from urban reconstruction projects to disaster relief food, many project terms are included, and Anjaye needs to review and supplement.

"Fortunately, there are many kind-hearted people who are willing to 'donate'." Anjaye said with a sigh of relief to Princess Tini who was sitting on the other side of the bench.

With the speed of spending money like water, relying on the treasures she removed from the ground alone, one day she will be able to eat nothing.

"The investment in the early stage is too large, and it will take time to realize the treasure. Only by making the money and materials circulate efficiently around Lenghu can we achieve the goal of revival. The key lies in unifying the kingdom's market in the future and creating profits for the foundation in various fields. channel."