Chapter 134

The old witch was sad and angry. She knew that she should hide in the house when she noticed the dragon breath on this guy. His house was covered with magic borders. As long as she wanted, no one outside would want to enter her room when she opened the door.

And she can calmly use magic to come to the position of the transmission array and escape thousands of miles in an instant. At that time, even if this guy has great ability, it is impossible to catch her again. How can she be carried like a chicken like this? Even her life may be lost at any time.

"I don't want to make a deal with you now."

The devil like voice sounded in her ear. The old witch was surprised and hurriedly struggled to say, "I'm sorry. Forgive my previous mistakes. Don't you want my knowledge? I'm willing to give you everything I know. The price is only half of the previous price."

Gray stared at her silently and thought to himself, doesn't it mean that people are old and refined? Why does this guy seem to have lived in vain for hundreds of years? Can you say such stupid things in such a situation now? Can't you really see the situation?

Gray didn't know why, so he took out an iron fly swatter, slapped it on the old witch's face (facing the wrinkled old face, he couldn't beat him with his palm), and said fiercely: "old man, considering you've fooled me many times before, and I took a lot of effort to catch you, strictly speaking, you should be my prisoner now, Therefore, the transaction does not exist. Everything about you should belong to me, including what is in your mind. "

"Bastard, bastard, damn donkey, worm, vampire in hell." The old witch stared at the speech, got excited, began to spit fragrance, and cordially greeted gray.

Gray is a very generous man, but it doesn't mean that a prisoner can scold him. A prisoner should look like a prisoner, so the fly swatter slapped him again.

"Gray, there's nothing in it." The elf flew out of the broken hut on a black crow and said with a stuffy face.

Before, Gray was afraid that there was an old monster below. He didn't come down with the elf, but asked her to hide and act according to circumstances. After the two left here, the elf went into it to search for things.

"But there is a smell of evil magic." The elf continued to add, pointing to the crow riding under him: "and this, it wants to escape!"

"No, no, I didn't run away." The crow cried. When little jasmine patted her on the head, she didn't dare to continue shouting.

"No wonder, I said, how can a good witch give such an evil spell to others, and don't feel any guilt for destroying a kingdom. It turned out to be an evil old witch." Gray suddenly realized, thumbed up and praised, "little jasmine is really powerful."

"Are we going to kill her?" Little Molly looked down at the old witch who continued to curse and asked, of course, the bad guys who use evil magic should die. That's what gray taught her.

The old witch trembled, stopped swearing and looked at gray imploringly.

There was only one meaning in the old eyes. She didn't want to die.

Gray understood, and then he smiled and touched little Molly's head. "Yes, such a person is worth dying."

The old witch trembled like chaff, and her eyes were full of fear. She shouted, "no, you can't kill me, you can't kill me, I'm willing to trade, you can't kill me."

Gray looked at her indifferently and shouted fiercely: "hum, you did these evil things, turned ordinary people into ferocious monsters, and murdered countless lives. How can I afford those dead people if I don't kill you."

"It has nothing to do with me. They have evil thoughts, so they become monsters. If they are really kind-hearted people, they won't come to me for a deal." The old witch defended.

"I don't want to argue with you. Doing evil is doing evil. Everyone has to pay for what he has done. And more importantly, you just fooled me, which is a great insult to a dragon butcher and a king. I won't leave you without enough reason. "

Gray thought what he said was explicit enough, but the old witch just begged for mercy and said it was none of her business. It was those people who couldn't stick to their original heart.

However, gray had to change a statement, "I heard that every witch will record her own research. Do you have the habit of taking out your evil notes and I'll destroy them. Next, you'll make medicine for me to save people and atone for their sins, so I can consider sparing your life, okay?"

The old witch looked at gray blankly. As his eyes became colder and colder, she said shakily, "let go of me and I'll give you all my notes."

She can't say no. for hundreds of years, she has written complete notes of what she has mastered. This is a habit of everyone who studies magic, even if she doesn't study normal magic.

Research notes are very important. Researchers can not only find their shortcomings when reading again, but also have something to read when their memory is blurred long after time has passed. As for inheritance, for these people, they can only say that they look forward to someone becoming the same as them.

The other party didn't run away by all means for the first time. Gray was not afraid of her running now, so he let go of her, but he was still very close to her and could make any response at any time.

"If I detect that you want to escape, I will kill you with a sword. Trust me, my action will be so fast that you can't react at all." After thinking about it, gray warned her to give up some thoughts she shouldn't have.

"It's in the house. I'm going to open the door now." The old witch shot to the extreme and said in advance, for fear that gray misunderstood something.

"Nonsense, there's nothing in the house except wood carvings and scrap iron." Cried the elf, looking at gray with big eyes for fear that he would not believe himself. "She's lying."

"No, no, it's in the other room." The old witch said quickly. She was afraid that gray would kill herself with a sword.

"Yes, yes, it's in the other room." The black crow also cried and couldn't wait to show himself.

"Of course I believe what little Molly said." Gray smiled and touched her little head. He was very light. He was afraid of slapping her down. "But this house has magic. You can enter two different rooms. She should say another room."

Gray knew that the other room was where the old witch did the experiment. If there were magic notes and other things, they might also be there.

"Yes, yes, this is a magic door. You can enter two different rooms." The old witch said quickly. She hated that this guy was only well prepared. Even she knew this and knew that her hope of escape was really slim.

"Yes, yes." Cried Wu Yaga.

"That's right." Little jasmine showed a sudden look and whispered, "I thought the magic wave was made by those puppets inside."

"Well, if it weren't for the chaotic magic energy here, you would find it."

In a word of comfort, looking at the roof where it was lifted, the old witch went to the door and looked at gray. Then she carefully opened the door without any extreme action.