Chapter 797 - Thumb Boy (30)

Chapter 797 Thumb Boy (30)

Sang Jian had a wicked smile in his eyes.

Suddenly, she rushed to the scepter at the fastest speed, and a big claw lifted the scepter away, and it flew to the corner and hit the wall before stopping.

This witch can’t use magic without a scepter.

She couldn’t take such a big scepter away, so she had to wait a little longer to get it.

Under the angry eyes of the witch, Sang Jian returned to the original place, dragged the roster on the floor and ran out of the house.

“I must have skinned you today!”

While roaring, the witch walked towards the corner and picked up her scepter.

When chasing him out, he saw Sang Jian dragging the roster running towards the fire that hadn’t been extinguished.

“Damn mouse, come back to me!”

The witch raised her scepter and muttered incomprehensible spells.

Click!

A bolt of lightning suddenly struck Sang Jian.

The light that came with the lightning flashed Sang Jian’s eyes, but Sang Jian didn’t react for a while, and abruptly caught the lightning.

The roster that she was dragging was heavy, but before she could let go of it, she was dragged by the weight of the roster, and was chopped.

She couldn’t stabilize, and fell to the ground and turned somersaults.

hiss…

Damn it, this thing still hurts!

Even so, her other hand did not let go.

Protect Hua Nu and his natal ball to death.

Huanu poked her head out of her tiger’s mouth, worried, “Are you alright?”

Although I was a little suspicious that this ugly thing came to save him and still had bad intentions, but I was still a little worried when I saw her being bullied by a witch.

“It’s fine if it can’t be destroyed, let’s run first, anyway, my natal ball is already here.” Hua Nu said.

That roster was a bit of a drag.

“We will never come to this place again. All the things that should be destroyed must be destroyed.”

Sang Jian got up from the ground.

“…” Hua Nu stared at her blankly.

What does not coming back mean?

She’s not going to hand him over to the witch, is she?

Didn’t give Hua Nu any time to think, the witch behind her strode to catch up.

He immediately reminded: “Go!”

Sang Jian continued to drag the roster and ran away without looking back.

Ah…the human body is still good.

Become this kind of thing, but you can’t hit it, you can only make a hole for nothing.

Having said that, doesn’t Yiyuan say that the world is safe?

Safe ass!

Sang Jian complained fiercely in his heart.

Seeing that she was still dying, the witch snorted coldly: “It’s rough skin and thick flesh. Let me see if you can take the second trick!”

She raised the scepter again, chanting a spell.

Sang Jian glanced back at her, then turned back immediately.

Seeing that there was a raging fire ahead, Sang Jian used all his strength to throw the roster in his hand into the fire.

“Without this book, I see what kind of old witch you will pretend to be in the future!”

The fire instantly devoured the roster.

The witch’s eyes were on fire, but she finished the spell anyway.

With a click, another bolt of lightning struck Sang Jian.

“Get out of here!” Hua Nu shouted anxiously.

As soon as he yelled this, Hua Nu felt his body vacated, as if being loosened by an ugly thing…

He fell to the ground holding the natal ball.

Fortunately, there are some dead branches and rotten leaves on the ground, but it doesn’t hurt.

Huanu thought that Sang Jian was injured again, so he struggled to get up while holding the natal ball.

Suddenly, the natal ball was taken away.

Before he could react, a soft little hand grabbed him and led him to run away.

The natal ball blocked Hua Nu’s complete sight. He followed his hand and saw a small hand that was about the same size as himself. It was white and tender, and then his body was wrapped in a piece of rotten cloth…

Who is this…?

(end of this chapter)