Chapter Nine Hundred and Eighty Third

"boom!"

A low and muffled sound resounded, and the Prison Blood Witch swung her long whip and slapped Zhao Yi fiercely. The blood spurt she imagined did not appear, but disappeared before her eyes little by little like smoke!

"It turned out to be just a clone!"

The Prison Blood Witch's pupils shrank. When Zhao Yi's avatar was broken up, there was a burst of laughter. Echoes in this magic castle.

"Prison Blood Witch, as long as you agree to become my subordinate, I can restore your peak strength, and even take you out of the wild world."

"I will wait for you at xx address. Before you come, I will come to visit every day."

Zhao Yi's voice kept echoing in the surrounding area, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and even rolled their eyes in the direction where Zhao Yi disappeared.

Their master witch disdains it!

"It's really an interesting ingredient, but it's a pity that he ran away."

The prison blood witch looked at Zhao Yi's dissipated avatar, and didn't take Zhao Yi's words seriously, but was full of interest in him.

"I just said, don't provoke that woman, and now return without success."

In a certain corner of the wild world, looking at Zhao Yi who returned empty-handed, the Demon Snake God couldn't help but say a few words.

"You don't understand. Everything is in my hands."

Zhao Yi chuckled, and didn't say much, but sat directly across the creek, taking advantage of this time to practice.

The Demon Snake God Lord shrugged helplessly, knowing that Zhao Yi could not be persuaded.

The next few days. Every time, Zhao Yi sent his avatar to the prison blood witch's magic castle, and sent some god stones. At the same time, he also secretly asked the war spirit puppet to kidnap her subordinates and take them away secretly.

"Master Witch. You said that man comes here every day and still gives such a precious sacred stone?"

The Prison Blood Witch killed Zhao Yi's avatar day after day, and a younger brother walked quickly, holding a small pile of mid-grade divine stones in his hand.

"Hey. You won't be looking at our witch, after all..."

The other younger brothers heard the words, but couldn't help but tease a few words. Facing the younger brother's ridicule, the Prison Blood Witch didn't speak, and looked closely at the sacred stones piled up in front of her.

She also couldn't understand Zhao Yi's operation.

"Master Witch! It's bad! Our people have disappeared inexplicably recently. According to the clues, they are suspected of being kidnapped!"

And at this time. A younger brother stumbled in from the outside, his face full of panic and haste.

"What are you panicking about! Tell me the truth about the situation!"

The Prison Blood Witch's pupils changed imperceptibly. She sneered, and immediately came to that little brother, looking straight at him.

"It's like this... Every time that man comes over, our people will disappear inexplicably, suspecting..."

The younger brother looked at the Prison Blood Witch approaching, with cold sweat on his forehead, and reported the situation truthfully.

"Hmph! You stayed here honestly for my old lady, and even made small moves on my territory. He is dead!"

The Prison Blood Witch's eyes flickered, she let out a cold snort, and did not hesitate at all after leaving this sentence. He rushed directly to the address provided by Zhao Yi.

Before leaving, he did not forget to take the sacred stone that Zhao Yi sent over.

"The fish that has been hanging for so many days is finally hooked."

Zhao Yi, who was practicing with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, staring straight at a black shadow from far to near.

"Snake God Lord, follow the tactics I said before and hide well. Today we will treat you well, Mrs. Witch."