Seeing that familiar smile, Shayibu quickly stepped forward and hugged his sister, "Zhaoya, are you okay?"
Zhaoya looked at her brother whom she had not seen for many years, and felt a surge of joy in her heart. Her eyes were a little moist, and her voice was hoarse: "Brother, you finally came to save me."
Now Shayibu couldn't bear it any longer and said in a tearful tone: "Brother, I'm sorry for you. Brother shouldn't believe that you are a black witch."
"Brother is right, I am a black witch, but I have never cast a curse." Zhaoya looked at her brother expectantly, hoping that he would say something that would confirm that he did not cast a curse.
Shayibu would never doubt his sister again, "Sister, I believe you."
The two of them finally let go, and the resentment in Zhaoya's heart also dissipated.
On Chu Li's side, she knew the situation there through prophecy, and her heart dropped. It seemed like a harmonious ending, but she didn't expect that Princess Zhaoya was also a black witch.
As the saying goes, this woman's intuition is always particularly sensitive. When Zhaoya saw Chu Li, her body tensed up, as if she had seen some dangerous enemy and was ready to attack at any time.
Chu Li, who saw Zhaoya's thoughts, smiled: "Don't be nervous, I won't do anything."
"Who are you?" Princess Zhaoya looked at Chu Li warily.
Chu Li felt that the baby-faced Zhaoya wearing a blue dress in front of her was quite wary.
Saiqiu next to Chu Li answered Princess Zhaoya's question: "Princess, this is the shaman of our tribe."
"There is a witch in the tribe. It seems that a lot of things have happened in the tribe during my absence." Zhaoya said in a bad tone.
Chu Li nodded, "A lot of things did happen."
But she didn't expect Zhaoya to attack Chu Li directly. She flew up and rushed towards Chu Li. Chu Li didn't want to hurt her, so she recited a spell: "The power of witchcraft is dispersed."
A bolt of witchcraft power hit Zhaoya directly, neutralizing her attack.
Zhaoya was forced to fall back to the original position, panting and looking at Chu Li: "You are very powerful."
"You're not bad either, Princess Zhaoya." Chu Li praised the other party sincerely.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
Zhaoya looked at Shayibu, "Brother, we can go back."
On the way back to the tribe, Shayibu asked Xiang Zhaoya hesitantly, "Sister, are you really sealed here? But I feel that it was very easy for you to come out of that place."
"Brother, don't forget, I am also a witch, and this seal cannot trap me at all. I just want to wait for you to pick me up, because in the tribe, I only care about you." Zhaoya finally said her story To be honest, her brother is the most important person to her.
However, on the way back, a small accident happened. Chu Li predicted a terrible thing. She rubbed her temples, seeming a little distressed.
But everyone else was immersed in the joyful atmosphere of the reunion and didn't notice the flash of sadness on Chu Li's face.
The four people from the Seiya tribe have returned, and Chu Li returned to his tent and saw Gu Qingjie, who had been waiting here for a long time. He looked relaxed and content, without any of the awkwardness or nervousness when the two met for the first time.
"Wu, you are back."
Chu Li raised her eyes and asked, "Is something wrong?"
"Witch, you should have predicted it too!"
A light flashed in Chu Li's eyes, but her words were doubtful, "You also received it?"
"yes."
From this point of view, this crisis is quite serious. Chu Li called Qingyan in his heart: "Little elf, how are you? Can you go to the next world now?"
"Master, it's not possible now, the space-time channel hasn't been opened yet."
What Chu Li was thinking: This matter probably needs to be resolved.
"Wu, are you thinking about the prophecy?" Seeing that Chu Li had been silent, Gu Qingjie felt that she should be thinking about the prophecy.
"Yes, this prophecy is coming with force. It seems to be a catastrophe, and the place that can prevent the disaster from happening is the Witch's Palace." Chu Li actually doesn't want to go to the Witch's Palace. There are too many original witches there, which is not beautiful. memory.
Gu Qingjie wanted to know whether the heroic witch in red clothes in front of him would save the world, "Witch, are you going?"
"What about you? Wu." Chu Li asked him.
"You knew already."
"Otherwise, curse, witch in white, seal..." Chu Li said a few words.
This made Gu Qingjie look clear, "Indeed, you are very powerful. When you chose me, I knew you were very powerful. Therefore, the first moment the prophecy appeared, I thought of you, because I felt that only you could stop it." This disaster happened.”
"Thank you for the compliment, but how do you know I won't stand idly by?"
Gu Qingjie was sure that the witch would prevent the disaster from happening, so he looked at Chu Li confidently, "Can you do it?"
"Heh." Chu Li sneered.
Chu Li extended an invitation to Gu Qingjie, "I don't know how, let's go to the Witch Hall! Let's go together."
"good."
Chu Li said goodbye to Shayibu and said that he would not come back. Shayibu was naturally very reluctant to leave, but he also knew that he could not keep Wu, so he could only reluctantly agree. When Chu Li left, Shayibu, Zhaoya, and Saiqiu all came to see her off. Fortunately, Chu Li is gone, and Zhaoya can become the new witch. After all, the black witch can also become the tribe's witch.
There is no rule that black witches cannot be tribal witches, but most people generally believe that only white witches can become witches.
"Goodbye." Chu Li waved to them and said goodbye to them.
Seeing Chu Li so sad, Gu Qingjie couldn't help but ask: "Why do you act like you will never see them again? Are you not coming back in the future?"
"Yes! I'm not coming back." Chu Li pretended to be free and easy, forcing out a smile. She was actually quite reluctant to give up, thinking that she was also someone who had fought for the tribe and vomited blood.
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In the witch's hall, Leng Wuwu still wore the golden hairpin. He sat on the throne with cold eyes. Now he had a world-weary face.
He was still thinking about his sister, a ruthless woman, who probably couldn't even discover his disappearance!
A guard came to report: "Palace Master, the man in the dungeon is dead."
Leng Wuqing didn't care at all, "Then just throw the body away without beating it!"
"Yes, Palace Master."
Leng Wuru was depressed. He felt that he should not test his sister, nor should he approach her out of curiosity, otherwise he would not end up like this.
He remembered his sister's beautiful eyes. When she looked at him as a little beggar, there was no sympathy or pity. It could be said that there was no emotion in her eyes, they were cold. Even when she smiled, there was very little emotion in her eyes.
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Chu Li and the two had already arrived at the Witch's Palace. She looked at the majestic, but cold and gloomy huge palace on the mountain, and felt mixed emotions in her heart. This was the place where the original witch had lived for several years. It was a pity that Her peaceful life was ruined by that person named Mo Shang.
Fortunately, Chu Li had predicted to Mo Shang that he would die a bad death, which could be regarded as his retribution!
