From Kamal Taj to Hogwarts

Xiwen flew backwards and distanced himself from the Bloody Barro.

As his breath calmed down, he raised the corners of his mouth and said this sentence with a slightly quaint tone:

"interesting."

It was obviously impossible for Barrow to give him too much time to breathe. With the clanging sound of the shackles, he quickly approached Xiwen and swung his knife again.

Different from the reaction that was just a moment too slow, Xiwen roughly sorted out his previous fighting experience in an instant, combined it with the ghost's unique way of action, and quickly thought of a way to deal with it.

He suddenly pulled himself up, raised his legs at the same time, and put them in front of his body. The scimitar in Barrow's hand missed Xiwen's toes at the same moment.

Later, Xiven took advantage of the ghost's ability to float and made a roll in the air that defied gravity. When he rolled over Barrow's head, Xiven lightly knocked on his head and knocked him to the ground.

He staggered and fell down at the same time.

Barrow immediately felt like he had been tricked, and waved the knife in his hand angrily, creating an almost airtight wall of knives around him.

Xiwen, who had already been stabbed once, knew the uniqueness of this knife and naturally did not want to be hurt again.

"It's a bit tricky." Xiwen said this, but his expression did not look solemn at all.

He clasped his hands together and then suddenly pulled them apart!

An orange-red lightsaber that looked like it was wrapped in flames was held in Xiwen's hand——

The sacred sword of Emperor Weishan!

He easily saw the flaw in Barrow's swordsmanship. He blocked the soul-wrecking scimitar in a flash, and put the lightsaber against Barrow's throat.

"You lost, Barrow." Xiwen said calmly.

Bloody Man Barrow's pupils suddenly shrank, he looked at the sacred sword of Emperor Weishan in front of him in disbelief, and murmured: "Impossible... This is impossible..."

"Nothing is impossible, Mr. Barrow." Xiwen looked at the defeated general in front of him and couldn't help laughing.

"Be careful!!" Helena's voice suddenly came from a distance.

Suddenly, Barrow in front of him moved!

While Xiven was relaxing, he held the lightsaber against his head and let the blade pass through his throat. The distance between the two people instantly shortened, and the scimitar in Barrow's hand swung at Xiven fiercely.

"What?"

Xiwen realized that he had been hasty. He had forgotten that the ghost had already died once and lost its entity. His sword could not cause any actual harm to Barrow, and naturally it could not force him to admit defeat.

Knowing that he could not avoid the blow, Xiwen closed his eyes...

Helena rushed over from the other side of the hall and watched helplessly as the knife in Barrow's hand hit Xiwen's somewhat transparent body...

"don't want--"

Xiwen's soul turned into a gorgeous butterfly and spread out.

Then, a figure with black hair and black eyes gathered on the other side of the hall.

Floating next to a black curtain, Xiwen regained consciousness and gasped in fear.

Although he used Hogs' ancient body to offset Barrow's sword, and then used the form of Ikeen to stay away from the battlefield, it seemed that he did not suffer any damage. However, he used the soul body state to forcibly borrow Hogs's ancient body.

This was the first time in his two lives, and this caused a serious burden on his spirit.

After regaining his breath, he first comforted the frightened Helena with comforting eyes. Then he looked gloomily at the bloody Barrow, who was so shocked that he was stunned in place.

"Very good, Barrow." Xiwen suppressed his anger and said hoarsely.

Xiwen was completely angered this time, and he suddenly threw out a scarlet chain, which actually wrapped around Barrow's transparent body.

"This is impossible! How can you cast a spell that affects ghosts?!" Barrow struggled wildly, but in vain, unable to break free from the chains.

"Nothing is impossible." Xiwen said coldly.

‘Because this is the spell of the demon Cytorak of the Crimson Universe. The demon is very good at restraining souls.’ He added silently in his mind.

Xiwen suddenly came to Barrow, stretched out his slender index finger and touched his forehead.

Then, a golden seal appeared on the tip of Xiwen's index finger and penetrated into Barrow's mind from the position between his eyebrows.

Barrow's eyes suddenly lost focus.

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In front of you is a vast forest, with beech, oak, black pine and other trees dense and prosperous, full of vitality.

A strange man wearing a gray wizard robe with a scimitar on his waist was walking on the land in the forest. His hair was messy, he had a mustache, and the stubble on his chin was not shaved off, which made him look quite a bit awkward.

Fierce.

After walking a few steps, he took out a copper needle from his pocket and placed it in the palm of his hand.

This copper needle, which was obviously much thicker than a sewing needle, immediately started spinning in the palm of his hand. After a moment, it stopped, and the needle tip pointed in a direction in the forest.

The man nodded with satisfaction and walked in the direction pointed by the copper needle.

Not far away, there is a clear lake lying quietly among the surrounding towering trees.

A witch wearing a pure white wizard robe was walking briskly by the lake with bare feet. Her robe was so clean that it seemed that the gravel all over the lakeshore could not add a trace of dust to her white dress.

Her long, silky black hair hung down around her waist, and the breeze blew playfully, raising a strand of hair beside her ears, revealing her beautiful face.

Suddenly, as if she felt something, she stopped in alarm. She took out a delicate wooden stick from her waist and pointed to the other side of the lake.

"Helena, it's me." A strange man with a mustache appeared by the lakeside, waving excitedly to the witch.

But the witch had a look of disgust on her face, and said in a cold tone: "I have come so far away, how can you come over like a parasite?"

The man spread his hands and said innocently: "This time is different. This time Ms. Ravenclaw asked me to take you back."

The witch still didn't relax at all, and just said with a straight face: "Go back by yourself, and tell mother that I don't want to go back to Hogwarts yet."

The man said: "Helena, don't make things difficult for me."

The witch said: "You don't need to be embarrassed, I don't want to go back! You can just put everything on me."

The man became impatient and took a few steps forward. He was already very close to the witch.

His voice became very loud and he said loudly: "Helena, after all this time, don't you still understand my thoughts? As long as you come back with me, no matter what mistakes you make, I will definitely tell Ravenc

Ms. Lao is begging for mercy!”

"No need!" the witch said loudly. "I told you, it's impossible for a lunatic like you to do this!"

The man laughed miserably and said, "What if I forcefully take you away?"

The witch sneered, raised her wand, and said to the man: "How are you going to take me away? Kill me with your precious scimitar, and then take my body back with you?"

The man became completely furious and shouted hysterically: "Do you believe I really dare to do this?!"

The witch said coldly: "You can try it."

The man finally couldn't control his temper and pulled out the scimitar from his waist...

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In the ghost hall, Xiwen stared at the Bloody Barrow, his eyes wanting to spit fire.

"Helena is right, you are a madman!"

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