In a jungle where few people visit, a burst of laughter like silver bells suddenly came out. The sound was pleasant and contagious, and even some birds were laughing.

This laughter lingered for a long time, still echoing in the dense mountain forest. It seemed that it had been suppressed for too long, and it was all released at this moment. You could hear that this person was in a great mood.

Beside a fire, the saint Miao Jingjing laughed heartily, her heart was full of joy and relief, and she had no image at all, even tears came out of her laughter.

On the other side of the fire was Ning Tao, who was heartbroken. At this moment, his face was swollen into the shape of a pig's head. There were traces of wasp stings everywhere, and the pain was tearing at his nerves.

Seeing Miao Jingjing smiling happily, Ning Tao became very angry. He hunted geese all day long and was pecked by geese. He often walked by the river and finally got wet. He was actually tricked by Miao Jingjing.

He knew who that damn stone was without even thinking about it. When he was wrapped by the wasp, his heart was filled with despair, and he could faintly hear loud laughter in his ears.

This damn woman didn't save herself at that time and was still laughing at her. No, she was deliberately tricking her. This big mess is all because of her.

Looking at Miao Jingjing who fell on the ground, Ning Tao's face, uh..., his face couldn't be clearly seen, but he only knew that he was very angry inside, and he walked directly towards her, clenching his fists tightly.

However, when she came to Miao Jingjing, she suddenly stretched out her hand, which puzzled Ning Tao. What kind of trick was he doing? Was he trying to trick him again?

"Hel me up so I can laugh!"

I saw Miao Jingjing saying with a red face, her eyes smiling like crescent moons, which was so charming that it made people's hearts beat.

When Ning Tao heard this, his face turned black, and he immediately roared: "Laugh, laugh again, or you will die from laughter. Let me tell you, poking a hornet's nest is a sign of a man. Do you understand?"

However, after hearing this, Miao Jingjing laughed even more happily. She squatted on the ground and couldn't stand up. The silver bell-like laughter spread further.

Under such circumstances, the two spent the day slowly, and this day seemed to be Miao Jingjing's happiest day, and the smile on her face never disappeared.

That sweet laughter like silver bells, eyes like crescent moons, and a unique delicate aura, just like a fairy descending to earth.

Ning Tao's face was dark all the way, because his face was swollen into the shape of a pig's head, and he couldn't see his expression clearly. Even after a day, he still had some pain after applying the herbal medicine.

At this moment, he was feeling aggrieved. His intelligence had tricked him. He was filled with anger, but he couldn't defeat her, so he could only endure it.

After a day's journey, they finally arrived at the legendary Miao territory. Miao Jingjing grabbed Ning Tao and flew directly through the air to the hiding place of the witch sect.

This is a small mountain valley with rare human presence. Among the trees, there is a small mountain village built of big rocks. The village is not big, with about a hundred or so families. The environment is beautiful, the terrain is dangerous, and it is far away from the hustle and bustle of the world.

In the center of the village, there is a tall ancestral hall. Although it is very old, it still has a vague sense of grandeur and exudes an aura of ancient majesty.

The two of them just stood at the entrance of the village, Miao Jingjing praying with respect, Ning Tao kept scanning the mountain village with a dark face, and only the ancestral hall could attract his attention.

After a while, Miao Jingjing led Ning Tao into the small mountain village and walked straight towards the ancestral hall.

Although Ning Tao was reluctant, he was coerced by the Grass Pheasant Sword and could only follow him. He found that there were actually people living here, including the elderly, women and children, *...!

Some people who originally wanted to say hello were very frightened when they saw me, as if they were afraid of outsiders, so they could only hide in a corner and peek quietly, watching them go away.

In fact, Ning Tao only guessed one thing right. These villagers were indeed afraid of outsiders, but not to the extent that they dared not come out. This was entirely because of his appearance, a big pig head with big bumps on his face.

If Ning Tao knew about it, he would definitely spit out a mouthful of old blood, and he would be extremely depressed. My face is swollen, blame me.

A girl originally wanted to say hello, but when she saw Ning Tao, she ran into the ancestral hall and seemed to be frightened.

Seeing this scene, Ning Tao's face turned even darker. As for what? He was pulled in reluctantly.

Entering the ancestral hall, there is a lifelike yellowed portrait on the inner wall. In the painting, there is a candle dragon with teeth and claws, its eyes are lively, and its awe-inspiring momentum.

In front of the portrait is a square table with incense candles placed on both sides of the square table. In the middle is an incense burner with thumb-thick incense burning inside. Everything is as it was before.

Under the square table is a long, shorter table. The table is covered with densely packed wooden plaques, with names engraved on them in Miao language, which seem to be figures from the witchcraft religion.

While Ning Tao was still watching, he was pulled in by Miao Jingjing. Although he was reluctant, his eyes were attracted by the portrait. He felt that it was him.

This illusion only lasted for a moment, and was immediately broken by Ning Tao with a wry smile. How could he be that kind of thing?

When he came to a room inside, Ning Tao noticed two futons. An old woman was sitting on one of them. Next to her, stood the girl who was scared just now.

After the two of them walked in, the old woman slowly opened her eyes. Two soft rays of light flashed in the deep-set eye sockets, and she looked at Ning Tao and Ning Tao with kind eyes.

His eyes only stayed on Miao Jingjing for a moment, and then on Cao Pheasant Sword, and then he was attracted to Ning Tao. Although the latter had a big bump on his head, he had a strange aura.

The two looked at each other, and suddenly there was an inexplicable feeling in their hearts. Ning Tao's eyes were slightly warm and emitting strange fluctuations from the moment they entered the ancestral hall.

After a long time like this, under the gaze of several people, the old woman suddenly asked: "Young man, have you obtained anything from my witchcraft? I hope you can recruit it truthfully."

When the girl and Miao Jingjing heard this, their faces tightened, and they looked at Ning Tao at the same time, as if they were looking forward to the latter's answer.

However, when Ning Tao heard this, his heart skipped a beat and his face turned slightly pale. He immediately denied it and said, "I don't know. I have nothing to do with your witchcraft. If you don't believe it, you can search it up."

When the old woman heard this, her expression remained calm. Regarding Ning Tao's situation, the saint had already told him using witchcraft.

She thought for a moment, then smiled and said: "In that case, I will throw you into the forbidden area of ​​Snake Valley. If you can come out alive in person, we will discuss it carefully."

"Snake Valley Forbidden Area?"
Chapter completed!