Black Fairy, the master is a female ghost

On the second day, Chimuya arranged more than 600 soldiers, each group of two, to search for more than 300 branch tribes.

Then he left and returned to his tribe.

Lu Xunhuan and more than 9,000 other soldiers stayed here.

The soldiers stayed here to guard the pasture.

And he stayed here waiting for everyone to find the golden hoop.

The soldiers of the Black Mountain Tribe who were previously stationed here left a large amount of supplies.

There was no shortage of food for the personnel or supplies for the horses.

Enough to eat until the grassland turns green again next year.

Lu Xunhuan had nothing to do from then on. Apart from sleeping and eating, he spent the rest of his time practicing.

The woman's name was Heizhi, and Lu Xunhuan later added the character "Ma" to her name.

Thus, she became a fragrant and nutritious "black sesame" by his side.

Heizhi is the third daughter of the leader of the Black Mountain tribe. This year, she is on duty to guard the pasture.

Unexpectedly, he had bad luck and met Lu Xunhuan, and lost the ranch.

She was willing to marry Lu Xunhuan, just hoping that he could serve the Black Mountain Tribe.

Of course Lu Xunhuan wanted to go, after all, he wanted to find something on the grassland.

But he had to wait until the Chiyun tribe delivered the things before he could go.

After a long wait, only half a month had passed.

Today, when Heizhi was rubbing Lu Xunhuan's back, he asked, "Can you shave your beard and show it to me?"

Lu Xun Huan stroked his beard and said, "Sure, I'll shave it on the day I leave with you."

Heizhi asked, "Why?"

Lu Xun Huan splashed some water on her face: "New place, new image."

Heizhi asked again, "I've noticed you've been meditating and practicing during the day. Don't you practice magic?"

Lu Xun Huan lied to her, "What do you know? To cultivate magic, you need not only powerful magic, but also improve your own cultivation."

Heizhi asked, "Can you teach me?"

Lu Xun Huan shook his head: "No, I haven't completed my apprenticeship yet, so I can't accept any disciples."

Heizhi asked again: "Where did you learn to cultivate magic?"

Lu Xun Huan coaxed her again, "In the Great Snow Mountain, I can't tell you the specific location. Master won't allow it."

The two were chatting when they suddenly heard a thunder and a flash of light outside the tent, which was obviously lightning.

Lu Xunhuan jumped out of the bucket with a "splash" and quickly put on his clothes.

Heizhi was soaked all over by her.

In the distance, the panicked shouts of soldiers were heard.

Lu Xunhuan put on his clothes, took the broken stick, summoned the golden hoop and dragon energy to protect his body, and rushed out.

As soon as he rushed out, the sky exploded again, and thousands of lightning flashed brightly.

He saw more than a dozen tents disappear from his sight.

He hurriedly flew over on the golden hoop and shouted, "Where did the thieves come from?"

A hundred feet away, someone was riding a magic weapon and coming towards him.

The people haven't arrived yet, but the recruitment has already started.

There was another loud bang, thousands of lightning flashed, and he was hit by a muffled thunder.

Even though he was protected by dragon energy, he was still severely shocked by the thunder.

He has properties such as resistance to fire and water, but not resistance to electricity.

He was knocked directly from the air to the ground.

Holding back the churning in his heart, he quickly rolled over on the ground.

As he turned over, he glanced at the tent behind him.

Fortunately, he rushed out quickly and was already dozens of feet away from the tent.

So those thousands of lightning bolts may have hit him at the maximum attack distance and did not explode the tent.

While he was worried about the range of the opponent's magic attack, his figure flashed and went towards the deserted field like a meteor.

Behind him, the man chased him and launched two lightning strikes in a row.

But because his speed far exceeded that of that person, he quickly escaped from the range of that person's magic attack.

So, he was not hit again.

Is this the lightning emitted by a true demon cultivator?

If there is such a group of people following the Northern Barbarian Army southward, who can stop them?

Lu Xunhuan quickly moved forward, taking the man away from the tent area to avoid hurting others, while summoning a defensive magic weapon.

In this situation, there is no room for reservations.

The man behind him chased him for a while, but when he saw that he couldn't catch up, he stopped chasing and turned around with his magic weapon to attack those soldiers again.

Seeing this, Lu Xunhuan had no choice but to turn around as well.

His speed was totally incomparable to that person's. In a blink of an eye, he was only a hundred feet away from that person.

The man had seen him approaching out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly turned around and waved the wand in his hand.

Suddenly, thunder and lightning roared in the sky again.

Lu Xunhuan did not dodge, he took the opponent's attack head-on.

I have to say that being struck by lightning is very distressing.

His whole body felt as if he had been electrocuted, and the broken stick in his hand almost fell out of his hand.

Moreover, the defensive magic weapon had no effect at all against magic defense.

He is in the same state now as he was when he was hit before.

Seeing that he took the attack head-on but was not knocked to the ground again, the man quickly launched another attack.

Suddenly, a huge fire broke out between heaven and earth, engulfing Lu Xunhuan.

He disappeared in the sea of ​​fire.

Seeing that lightning could not kill Lu Xunhuan in one fell swoop, the man switched to fire magic, hoping to severely injure him with fire.

But he didn't know that Lu Xunhuan's fire resistance attribute was full.

Lu Xunhuan felt much more relaxed in the fire and did not suffer any harm at all.

He took cover from the fire and flew forward.

In the blink of an eye, he was only twenty feet away from the man.

With a "swish", he threw the broken stick in his hand out as fast as lightning.

The next moment, he rushed out of the sea of ​​fire.

In his eyes, the man was hit in the abdomen by the broken stick and flew out.

Lu Xunhuan followed the man like a shadow, quickly arrived next to him, and kicked his wand away.

Then he stepped on the man's left shoulder.

The man spat out several mouthfuls of blood and glared, "You... a fake... demon cultivator..."

The remaining part of the stick had pierced through the man's abdomen and even broke his lumbar vertebrae.

So the man's lower body was completely unable to move.

Blood gushed out, and a large area of ​​the snow around him was dyed red.

He looked up at his abdomen and knew he was dead.

He looked up at Lu Xunhuan again: "Southerners..."

Lu Xun Huan didn't answer him, but asked, "Why did you come here to kill people for no apparent reason?"

The man panted, "The Black Mountain Tribe... paid a high price... to invite me to destroy you. I... also want to see... which demon cultivator... the Scarlet Cloud Tribe has hired..."

Lu Xun Huan shook his head: "Curiosity kills the cat, don't you know?"

He squatted down and said, "Please tell me what level of magic power you have."

The man's eyes began to turn white: "I don't know..."

The reason why Lu Xunhuan asked him this was because he wanted to know the actual strength level of the demon cultivators.

I want to know if this person is considered an expert among the magic practitioners.

If he is considered an expert, then he will have the confidence that he can resist the opponent's magic attack.

If he is not considered an expert, then he must be wary of demon cultivators.

But the man probably knew his intention and didn't tell him.

Lu Xun Huan stood up and said, "Alright, I'll use magic to send you off."

He took a few steps back and summoned lightning as well.

With a loud bang, a bolt of lightning hit the man hard.

The man's body jumped up after being hit, and then broke into two pieces at the waist.

After Lu Xunhuan killed the man, he felt around and found a parchment book.

He flipped through it roughly, but it was full of awkward words and symbols, which he couldn't understand for the time being.

He put the parchment book into his pocket and picked out the remains of the stick from the blood.

Some soldiers came towards this side cautiously.

"Master Demon, is he destroyed?"

Lu Xunhuan took the remaining stick and left: "Bury it."

Back in the tent, the bath water was still hot.

He was too lazy to wash it, so he put the remaining stick parts in, washed them, and put them away.

Heizhi said with lingering fear: "I almost cried when I saw you being knocked to the ground."

Lu Xun Huan smiled: "Why are you crying? Do you think it's that easy for me to die, Master Demon?"

Heizhi nodded: "I'm glad you're okay."

"By the way," she asked, "Why are the lightning bolts you send out different from his? His seem to have thousands, but yours only has one?"

Lu Xun Huan lied to her, "Different schools, so of course they learn different things. Magic doesn't matter if it looks good, the most important thing is being able to kill the enemy."

Heizhi nodded: "Yeah, I understand."

She asked him, "Do you want to get some water to take a bath?"

Lu Xunhuan sat down on the bed: "No."

After saying this, he closed his eyes and started practicing.