The branches of the snake strips, like the devil's minions, rubbed out a fork-like shadow on the ground, and cut the moonlight under the irradiation into countless pieces.

The fat mare slowly marched forward, and Morrel kept wailing, threatening branches, grass, black cat crows, and even a purple flower full of teeth.

The thick leaves spread out, the dead grass with the branches of the trident bowed its head, and the bubbling sound of a groove came from the black quagmire in the distance, as if the witch's magic stove had burned.

Several bats flew over their heads, and through the faint moonlight old Li saw a red white, a faint sweet fragrance drifted over the wing wind instigated by the bat.

The smell of cheese and sugar mixed together, as well as a strong chocolate flavor, the special taste of the old Li's face relieved a lot of pain.

It's a cottage!

A cheesecake is inserted like a sugar gourd on a turquoise pole, swaying gently in the breeze, and a few cherries are as beautiful as the bride's eyes.

“Don’t touch the cake!”Morrel was nervous, “Be careful he’ll eat yours!”, ,

Sure enough, the cake center appeared with a big mouth with staggered canine teeth, and almost bit the old Lee finger down.

In the middle of the cake house, there is a shabby wooden door, and the soul-eating demon gently floats over and slowly pushes the door open.

The house was dark, there was no pungent potion, and even the smell of sweet cake was blocked by thin walls.

A dilapidated window creaked, the distant table was clean and seemed to have just been scrubbed, and a small bed on canvas was gently swaying.

The wind chirping on the little bed is like a cheerful song.

If it were not in the Black Forest, Lao Li would definitely think that it was the cake house of the playground.

“Don’t touch everything here!”The demon Morrel reminded everyone, including the fat mare that followed up, "Here is the witch's baby, the child will be inexplicably attracted by these things, never want to go out!" 」

The quietness of the room was terrible, as if the witch had just left, and the house was full of strange smells and groggy.

“You have been here!”Old Li looked at the restless Morrel, and she seemed frightened.

“It’s from here we’re the demonic soul-eating girl!”He gently touched the harp, and the calm harp suddenly screamed, and he played a few notes and jumped toward the distance with the elasticity of the strings.

Morair crawled under the little bed and touched a brass key, very similar to the one in the storm town, "the witch in his own castle."

There is no door here.

Li tremor touched the key, no difference from the ordinary, but in the moment of touching the key, it seemed to feel a slight thin energy.

After becoming a soul sacrifice, he can see the power of the weak soul!

Arriving at the place where the harp had just stood, the key was inserted forward, and a bronze door appeared in front of everyone.

The two golden eyes on the door kept blinking, like a naughty child.

The door slowly opened, a peach red air rushing, in the smoke there is a page of boat.

The boat is not big, everyone tucks in, and the space is still wrong.

Falling, falling constantly, slowly landing on the ground.

The grass!

The sky was blue and blue, like a pasture, in the center of the ranch was a obsolutist castle, the gate stood two guards with long guns, the whole door completely open.

Very quiet!

This derivative space is unusually quiet, unlike the horrors of the Black Forest.

There was no wind, no birdsong, no worm rustling, and no branches like snakes.

It’s like it’s completely static here.

“Is that the witch’s castle?”Francis asked.

Morrel shook her head, “I’ve never been there, and the witch has never allowed us to step into her private territory!”

“Has anyone come in before?”Lee trembling asked a word.

“Many, some people will be inexplicably attracted to them, including creatures in the Black Forest!”Morair seemed to think of something, "Yes, only one human being can walk out alive from the witch's hut!"

“The human?”The sunbathing stick of Li tremor was about to explode, the toxin of the mandala kiss was spreading rapidly, and if he could not find the witch, he had to take a pill.

There are not only small grasses on the grass, but all kinds of strange flowers are interspersed in the middle of the grass.

Serpentine petals, venomous dragon eyes, black widow hair!

Li tremors can identify several poisonous weeds, most of which cannot be named.

There are many sculptures on the grass, there are farmers who are lying down, there are hard-working bulls, and there are also hard-working people who comb the waterway.

More about animal sculpture!

A few field mice shuttled through the grass, and the toothed hare stood up and looked out into the distance, and several Wolfe were being patrolled by a human family.

It is very true!

Witches' carving skills are absolutely not ordinary!

The door of the castle is open, the long gun guard Kong Wu is strong and strong, and the muscles of the cross seem to break the armor.

The yard was large, the maid seemed to be running with a plate of wine, several servants with brooms to clear the ground, the castle had twelve columns, and under each column stood a strong soldier.

These soldiers were completely fused with the stone pillars, as if they were carved from a whole stone.

This sculpture is definitely at the master level.

There were two floors, many rooms, but no witch's shadow.

Wine cellar, living room, conference room, alchemy, library, dining room, dance floor, living room.

Everything, but not half-living!

At the top of the castle was a black crow, strangely enough, the crow had no eyes.

Li tremor felt inexplicably, he had never encountered such a strange situation, in the wilderness of the beasts will never make so strange.

Perhaps he stayed with the orc for too long, so that he forgot how to distinguish between things outside of power.

But now everything is still unusual.

The face was hot and painful, the kiss of the mandala was happening, and the palms were drawn out in the pocket, and he needed restraint.

The pain of the poison made him sober, and old Li felt afraid for a while, as if he were trapped in a psychedelic cage.

This is the library!

A row of books is arranged in an orderly manner, and the shelves are listed one after another.

The Decline of the Third Dynasty, The Threety-Eighth Identification Law, Toad Transfiguration, and Flying Broom Driving Techniques.

All related to witches, and even a view of the history and epics of the Third Dynasty, along the bookshelf to the corner of the library.

A thick stack of papyrus is placed together.

On March 7, Carmel paid five black-strewn texture stone people!

On March 13, he took over the one-seventh batch of goods, seven nine-year-old boys!

On April 5, the arm petrification failed, the reason may be the deviation of the petrified spell, the 13 people tested secretly killed!

On May 1, he was captured by Carmel 300 slaves.

On June 5th, the first petrochemical warrior transformation began!

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This is an experimental journal, old Li often conducts the same identification when dissecting the body, which is only a year ago's record, and then continuous petrochemical experiments.

What makes Li tremors cold is that every test needs to be a living body!

Some are ordinary beasts, some are orc slaves, and even humans are used as experimental objects.

He looked at the soldiers outside, and the brilliant stone carvings on the grassland, which should not have been the witch's experiments.

The log was cut in the middle, and the witch seemed to have found the perfect way to petrify the mantra.

It is deliberately shown later that she created the most powerful warrior in the world for her lover!

Li trembling stared at the last stone pattern.

Heart, muscles, blood vessels, bones, skin!

Head, arms, body, legs, feet!

By his knowledge of the corpses it was clear that this was a complete human corpse.

Quickly think of the courtyard and come to the statue of the warrior below the cylinder.

“The Dagger!”He straightened his chest into the soldier’s chest.

How heck!

Old Li's strength is very strong, and the tip of the dagger wipes out the spark.

Ticking!

A milky liquid fell on his hands along the dagger.

One drop, two drops!

Constantly cut wounds along the dagger.

The white droplets are lightly warm.

The stone soldier in front of him is alive!