I Am Reaching The Pinnacle Of My Life In The Magic Card World

"You are the only one left, little one." The woman has the chance to win. She has hundreds of years of experience, so the advantage lies with me.

"Are you really sure of me?" Zhong Jie unhurriedly showed off his black wind and thunder bow, the most powerful thing in the sun, specially designed to defeat thousand-year-old monsters.

You are a female vengeful spirit who is less than two hundred years old. Why are you fighting me?

Thunder is the most yang thing in heaven and earth, Tiangang is the thunder, and it is responsible for the punishment of heaven. Ancient trees are not destroyed when thunder strikes them, and they are reborn after they are broken. The hardest part of the tree is struck by lightning.

Make a wind and thunder bow that has been rare for thousands of years. This difficulty is an epic weapon and one of the top artifacts.

The wind and thunder bow has only made its appearance, but the soul body of the female resentful spirit is unstable and is showing signs of collapse.

The female ghost was so frightened that her face turned pale and she asked again and again: "Who are you, pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger?"

She didn't want to die, she hadn't fulfilled her wish, she hadn't seen Crowley Reed, and even if her soul went to the eighteenth level of hell, she just wanted to see him again.

Zhong Jie also knew that all he needed to kill her was an arrow, and even an old demon who had practiced Taoism for thousands of years would not dare to attack the divine weapon Lightning Strike Wood.

Not to mention the matter of a little female ghost pinching her fingers.

"I neither pretend to be a pig nor eat a tiger, I am just an ordinary person."

Who are you fooling? This is an ordinary person. I have never seen such an arrogant magician in my whole life of divination.

The woman stood in the air, her white ribbon dancing wildly in the air. The powerful thunder of the wind and thunder bow forced her to retreat again and again, retreating to the extreme of the water world.

There was no way out, "Do you want to kill me?" Her beautiful eyes were filled with sadness, extreme resentment, and resentment that the heartless Han Cold Crow-Reed didn't come to see her.

"Can you tell me about your past with Kuro? I want to hear it." The wind and thunder bow of the tomb class disappeared out of thin air, crossing its legs in the air at a parallel height.

"It's not unspeakable." Before the absolute suppression of power, the woman's reason for love and hatred recovered.

There is less resentment and more peace. The one-of-a-kind beauty seems to have the dignity and beauty of a generation of female magicians.

It's really beautiful, he thought to himself, Kuro really knows how to play, and he just picks the pretty ones to start with.

"A long time ago, I used to tell people's fortunes on the water's surface. Because of my accurate predictions, I became famous far and wide. Later, when Kuro came to Hong Kong, his amateur fortune-telling took away a lot of business."

"The charges are cheap, and some are even free. I am not angry, so I find him to compete with magic. I will fight a hundred times and lose ninety times."

"During this period, you fell in love with him, right?" Tsukasa tried to figure out the follow-up with his buttocks. The protagonist a hundred years ago didn't have a confidante.

Without a confidante, don’t say you are the protagonist when you go out, it will embarrass the protagonist.

"It is exactly what the young man said. I will inevitably fall in love with him and wait for a hundred years. I am willing to spare my life and realize my wish."

The woman's tone was pleading. Such resentful spirits could not fulfill their last wishes and it would be difficult to appease their grievances.

If he knew that that man was reincarnated as a young lady, an old cow eating young grass, and having a relationship with a beautiful red-haired girl, he didn't know what he would think.

People have right and wrong, and ghosts are also good and bad. Nie Xiaoqian in "A Chinese Ghost Story" is also good. The breeze around the woman could not smell the smell of blood.

He has not committed any crime, and has not harmed anyone's life. Well, in line with his guess, that condition is qualified.

When she talked about these old things, Tombstep remained silent. She didn't dare to talk about them again, and time passed by bit by bit.

The woman couldn't think of a sneak attack. The bow disappeared without being seen clearly. She was a little guy who couldn't figure it out.

"Make a deal, I will take you to find the betrayer, and you will become my guardian spirit."

"What?" She showed unexpected joy. If the two little guys who escaped were locked by the Clow card, then this.

It takes no effort to get there even if you wear iron shoes.

If there is really any news about that man, there is no harm in being a mere guardian spirit.

"It is not difficult to become your guardian spirit. You can have a place to take in my soul."

"Hmm~"

Zhong Jie thought about it for a long time, and the woman's heart was in her throat. Say yes, say yes.

He nodded and said, "Yes."

They discussed the details in detail, and after reaching the conditions, they were willing to be his guardian spirit. They also found out that the woman's real name was Shui Bu, which was a very appropriate name.

"In that case, please ask Miss Shui Bu to move here."

Zhongjie's sea of ​​spiritual consciousness and the motionless crystal core Fengshen's heart, driven by his spiritual power, visibly emerged from his forehead.

The cyan one stands in the middle, rotating at high speed like an inflatable ball, becoming larger and changing to replace the underwater world.

The underwater world created by Water Divination rumbled loudly and shook with earthquakes. The small world of Mondstadt in the Heart of the Wind God replaced this world.

The statue of Barbatos, the god of wind, the towering and sacred Cathedral of Zephyr, the residential area of ​​the town.

One to one, perfect reproduction, suddenly, on the stone statue of Barbatos, the wind god, there is a green hat with feathers, a gray-green cloak, and a face that is more feminine.

The figures on the stone statues are dreaming, chanting ancient legends.

"Mountains and rivers are broken, time is devastated; gods have passed by, and their traces have disappeared; looking for poems in mourning, looking for dreams in prisons; not afraid of the toil of the world, not afraid of the darkness ahead; spring flowers bloom again, eagles fly in the blue sky, the wind As the song plays, freedom comes.”

Zhong Jie's dark eyes were full of tears, it was him, it was definitely him, Wendy's voice.

Following the direction of the sound, he galloped away, so fast that he turned into an afterimage. I saw it, I saw it.

"Wendy!" Unable to hold back her tears any longer, she flew towards the people she had been with day and night for the past few months.

In her minor form, Wendy is fifteen years old and Tsukasa is eleven years old. The height difference between them is one head.

"Wrong, Xiao Ming, my real name is Barbatos, which is Wendy, but it is not Wendy."

Mysterious and mysterious, wonderful and wonderful.

"Oh, you are the god of wind, and you lied to me about being a troubadour." Zhong Jie hugged him and punched him. The wind from his fist exerted the power of wind and knocked Barbatos away with one punch.

The boat of friendship can capsize at any time, so you return my tears, you damn person.

Shui Bu behind him was confused. Who was Xiao Ming and who was the older boy?

She inadvertently exuded a breath in the mediocre young man, shocking his mind. It was an irresistible force that could not be described in words.

That overwhelming power could not even give rise to the slightest thought of resistance.

This is God, the God of Wind.

"When we meet, beating your mentor will be your real punishment." Wendy used her wings of wind and flew back.

Tsukasa: If I don’t explain the output for a moment, you deserve a beating.

Chatting about old times, Wendy's soul body resided in the heart of the wind god. He explained the reason and asked to live in another soul body, water divination.

. "Yes! You are the master of Fengshen. Why do you ask me?"

He will never forget the memory engraved in his bones of respecting his teacher.

In a residential area, she can choose a house to live in. That's it, Shui Bu said she had no objection.

Well, the spiritual power of the tomb class takes back the heart of the wind god and sits in the center of the sea of ​​consciousness.

The world in the book that lost its owner collapsed and faded one by one, and they returned to the antique shop.

At the other end of the dry well, the barrier retreated, and Sakura jumped into the well, soaking wet.

"The overflow of her magic power has ended." Li Xiaolang's mother said with a premonition.

"Huh!!!"

"Mother, who could do it?"

"I don't know."

"Then where are my brother and the others?"

"wait"

Playing charades, at the Li family residence in Taipingshan, Sakura and the others were waiting anxiously.

A few people walked into the tomb steps outside the hall door, and they came back.