Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 101: Fighting Zhuge Meng

"No one in the Huode Sect is hostile to me. Why did this disciple who goes by the alias Su Yu buy my photo?"

"Suyu Shuyu, could it be Brother Li?"

Yan Huan was walking through the alleys, feeling very depressed. The fight between Huo De Zong and the Southeast Asian monkeys didn't bother him at all, but now it was just a few photos that made him feel embarrassed.

"It's useless to think too much, it's just a bunch of complicated and trivial things. The most urgent thing is to get out of this Bagua map."

The streets and alleys were winding, and after going around in circles, Yan Huan ended up back where he came from. If he continued like this, it would take him until dark just to get out.

If there weren't so many people around, I would really like to fly up into the sky to take a look.

Yan Huan spread out his palms, and a wisp of evil air rose into the air. The Wasteful Ghost stepped on the dark clouds and tapped the air with one foot. The layout of the streets and alleys became clear at a glance.

"Let's go to the bell pool, the core of the formation layout." Yan Huan ordered.

The Wasteful Ghost looked down and planned his route.

"Okay, boss. Go straight along this road. Turn left at the end. There is a flower bed there. Turn right when you see the flower bed..."

According to Xu Hao, Yan Huan gradually approached the center of the village.

Gradually, there were fewer people, and after passing through a narrow doorway, one felt as if one was entering a secluded path.

All the commercial atmosphere in front of Yan Huan disappeared, and in front of him was a clean and quaint cottage, with an authentic historical atmosphere that had been preserved for a hundred years.

After passing a bamboo forest, there really was a scene of a paradise isolated from the world. Yan Huan saw a field of red flowers in the autumn, shimmering on the water. They must be red Polygonum multiflorum, blooming neither too grandly nor too restrainedly, just the right amount.

"It looks like he touched it."

Even in tourist attractions, the Wuhou Sect has quiet places that they don’t want to be disturbed by the secular world.

Yan Huan took a few more steps and saw naked hostility exposed among the hibiscus flowers under the low wall outside the bamboo forest.

After raising his foot and stepping on the ground, Yan Huan passed through the golden light and lit up the Golden Dark Pupil.

The four plates under the body rotate, and the strange images appear.

"Once you enter the strange game, you don't even know it. This thing is too bad."

"Well, I saw you."

Shuo Shuo Shuo!
There was a rustling sound coming from the hibiscus.

"I didn't cheat you."

"Impossible!" A cute female voice came from the flowers, "You must be tricking me!"

"So...are you in the hibiscus bushes?"

The commotion under the low wall died down for a moment, and then with a "swish" sound, an nimble figure jumped onto the top of the wall.

She was a cute girl with short light yellow hair, a hairpin on her head, and a loose light pink short-sleeved shirt with a white coat on the outside. Unfortunately, after being tossed around in the flowers, the surface of her clothes was covered with black and yellow stains.

The little girl's name is Zhuge Meng. She is the youngest among the younger generation of Wuhou Sect, but her seniority is very high, so Zhuge Qing has to call her aunt.

"You have a spiritual flag on your waist, a soul-calming bell hanging from your waist, and you are full of evil spirits. You..."

“It’s so cool!”

"Can you let me try it? I have never fought with such a strange person. Please." Zhuge Meng asked with his hands together.

After talking for a while, she was stunned for a moment, and then asked tentatively with concern, "But you are not a bad person, right?"

"What you said, don't you have to try both good and bad guys?" Yan Huan stepped on the edge of the strange door and took a few steps back.

"That's right, hehe!" Zhuge Meng laughed.

"But what if I'm a bad guy? You'd better think twice about the consequences of defeat." Yan Huan stretched out his arm, and a misty little fox spirit hovered around him.

Since you are a member of the Wu Hou faction, you have to be careful not to get hurt.

Yan Huan did not consider any evil magic such as exorcism and soul-calming bell, and thought of giving it a try with a simple fox spirit.

"Bad guys, defeated..."

"What do you want to do?" Zhuge Meng pulled his coat together and hugged himself tightly.

"Have you thought about losing the battle? I thought the new generation of Wuhou Sect were all a bit arrogant." Yan Huan laughed. "You bastard!" Zhuge Meng clenched his fists, veins popping out, and started with Bajiquan's ground-closing elbow.

"Come on." Yan Huan remembered that he had not yet learned a few moves of authentic boxing, and faced with Zhuge Meng's serious Bajiquan, he felt a little at a loss.

So, he bent his knees, lowered his waist, and assumed the posture of holding a watermelon, and demonstrated his half-baked Tai Chi skills.

"Hey?"

“Is this how Tai Chi is performed?”

"I thought you would use that flag and bell." Zhuge Meng pouted, her disappointment clearly visible.

"I'm going to do it, you really don't need it, at least use one!"

行~
Yan Huan sighed and responded helplessly, saying that he had never heard of such a request in his life.

Seeing Yan Huan picking up the Soul-Calming Bell, Zhuge Meng stepped on the ground and rushed out alone, aiming at the left side of Yan Huan's waist with a Chaoyang Strike Palm. This time, even if she couldn't take Yan Huan down, she was thinking that she could take the flag.

jingle!

Just as he approached, the soul-calming bell rang, and the sound waves spread out like ripples.

The slender figure in the air was stunned for a moment, and its body and soul began to tremble uncontrollably.

This time, Yan Huan controlled the strength well, and only summoned enough Qi to shake the soul, causing Zhuge Meng's soul and body to be in a state of wanting to leave but wanting to stay.

After controlling the opponent, he immediately pursued the victory. As a genius, Yan Huan had no time to show mercy to the weak. He raised his hand, grabbed Zhuge Meng's chin and pressed it back.

"I've heard that Wu Hou Qi Men is extremely profound, how about using the Four Plates spell?"

The four plates of heaven, earth, man and gods are the basis of Qimen.

Zhuge Meng is good at using the Eight Gates in the human plate. In the Qimen Bureau, she can open space entrances according to the locations of the Eight Gates and allow objects to shuttle through these entrances, which is called Eight Gate Transportation.

The magic of Qimen was mysterious and profound, and Yan Huan really wanted to see it for himself. Unfortunately, most of the sorcerers he had met before were not very skilled and were only half-baked, which made it difficult to arouse his interest.

If Yan Huan had known something about Wu Hou Qimen during this visit to Wu Hou Sect, he would have had some guesses about the level of the more sophisticated "Feng Hou Qimen".

"Girl? Sister?"

Zhuge Meng, who was thrown back into the hibiscus bush, felt dizzy. He hung upside down on the low wall with his legs, and his body and the vines drooped down.

It seems like a bit too harsh.

In addition to the four-plate magic, the Wuhou sect also understands the principle of dual cultivation of body and soul. However, Zhuge Meng has a lively and playful personality. Perhaps he lacks some skills in training the resilience of his soul. The soul fluctuations caused by that soul-calming move were beyond Yan Huan's expectations.

hey!

Yan Huan jumped onto the wall, carried Zhuge Meng down, and threw him on the bluestone path next to the flower bed.

This unlucky kid.

The light pink short-sleeved shirt was torn into pieces by the branches, leaving holes of varying sizes. Zhuge Meng's hairpin was scattered somewhere, and her short hair was disheveled.

A look of defeat and damage.

"If someone else saw this, they would think I was really going to do something to her."

Snapped!
Yan Huan half-knelt on the ground, put one hand on Zhuge Meng's head, and chanted a soothing spell.

"The soul is free, the body is free, free and unrestrained, the three souls and seven spirits are complete and happy..."

clap clap clap!
Yan Huan slapped Zhuge Meng several times in succession, "Get up."

While he was still trying to wake up the soul-leaving girl, he heard some casual conversations outside the bamboo forest.

Yan Huan looked over and saw Zhuge Qing, Zhuge Guan and Zhuge Sheng walking through the woods, joking and teasing each other. After turning around, his frightened and weird eyes gradually focused on the two people beside the flower bed.

"Da... Da Moe!?"

"What are you doing?" Guan and Sheng's eyes turned cold.

"Don't make any noise, I'm calling you back."

(End of this chapter)