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Chapter 1167 Is it true? Is it a dream?

Yang Hua felt as if he had heard an extremely distant story.

"The Black Witch Clan in the Misty Ghost Forest must be the one who praised the family back then, right?" Yang Hua asked slowly.

The one-eyed old man nodded silently.

"Yes, since the birth of the cursed child, the Psalm family has been destroyed, and the Black Witch Clan has taken over, and that child has become the Witch King of the Black Witch Clan."

"According to legend, every wizard of the black witch clan is a devout believer in darkness. They believe in darkness and mourn the dead at the same time. When night comes, they will wake up and dance with darkness."

When the one-eyed old man said these words, there was an unknown terror on his face.

"Furthermore, every wizard of the Black Witch Tribe is extremely ugly. Their appearance is ugly and they dare not show it to others. Therefore, their entire bodies are shrouded in black robes and cannot see the light of day."

The one-eyed old man suddenly paused when he said this.

"If you really want to look for those black wizards, I advise you not to go." The old man said.

"Why?" Yang Hua was stunned.

"I've already said what you should say. If you insist on going, there's nothing I can do." Just listen to the one-eyed old man say.

"Do you think one person's strength can fight against the dark force full of evil?" The old man suddenly blinked his eyes and looked at Yang Huadao and said.

"Then I want to try it too." Yang Hua said word by word.

He stared at the one-eyed old man in front of him with sharp eyebrows.

The old man didn't say much.

"I'll give you something. Maybe it will be helpful to you when you can actually meet the wizard of the Black Witch Clan."

The one-eyed old man suddenly reached into his arms and pulled out something.

A black wooden stick that looks like carbon wood.

It's similar to the head of a cane, but it's all black.

The shape of the broken piece of wood is extremely weird, like a snake head? Or like a human body?

After the one-eyed old man took it out, he slowly handed it to Yang Hua. Yang Hua stretched out his hand to take it and carefully looked at the black wood in front of him. A cold feeling came directly after touching it.

Yang Hua was stunned and heard the one-eyed old man say: "I mean you can take this thing out when you see the wizard of the black witch clan, but you must not take it out before you see it again. You

understand?"

Just listen to the one-eyed old man's exhortation.

Yang Hua nodded.

"You must remember what I said."

The old man repeated it again.

"Also, what I want to warn you is that once you really enter the misty ghost forest, never trust your eyes again, because what you see will be the weirdest thing in the world.

Your eyes will only deceive you."

The one-eyed old man said it not as a joke.

Yang Hua nodded finally.

"Okay, I can't say any more."

After the old man said these words, his rickety back suddenly became more and more curved. Yang Hua could see it clearly now.

The old man lowered his head, and his back was bent as if it was about to break. This surprised Yang Hua. How could the old man's back become more and more bent at the moment of conversation? And judging from the old man's rickety figure,

, he is definitely not pretending, but his back is truly curved.

When Yang Hua was surprised, a scene appeared again that made him almost scream.

I saw the face of the one-eyed old man in front of me slowly raised.

"Hey! It seems I still talked too much..."

After lifting it up, Yang Hua was shocked and screamed.

Oh my gosh!

I saw that the black pupil in the other eye of the one-eyed old man suddenly and slowly disappeared, and then everything turned white.

Is he blind?

Not bad! The white holes in his eye sockets suddenly filled the entire eyeball.

That eye suddenly became blind.

"Old sir, old sir!"

Yang Hua couldn't help shouting all of a sudden.

But what did he see in his eyes? He saw the old man with a sad smile, and then slowly, slowly, the swaying light of the candle placed between them began to fade, slowly, slowly

, the originally shining candlelight also disappeared in an instant,

At the moment of disappearing, Yang Hua could only see the last smile left on the corner of the old man's mouth. His eyes were completely blind, and then his entire body was instantly covered by darkness.

"Old sir!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from Yang Hua's mouth. He shouted loudly with all his strength, and his whole body suddenly sat upright.

"Brother Hua, what's wrong with you?"

"Brother Hua, are you finally awake?"

"Yang Hua, are you having a nightmare?"

The moment Yang Hua struggled with his body wet, he suddenly heard familiar voices around him, and then he saw the brothers in front of him, as well as Jiang Zifang, and Da Zhuang and the others who were watching stupidly.

It's dawn, the sun is rising, but the fog lingering in the mountains and forests has not dissipated.

And what about Yang Hua himself? He sat stupidly on a military quilt, and the brothers in the tents had already put them away early in the morning.

When Yang Hua sat quietly for a few seconds, he suddenly realized that he was dreaming?

But are you really dreaming?

"Brother Hua, you seem to be having a nightmare." Zhou Xiaoquan, who was listening to one side, looked at Brother Hua and said.

Everything around him was still the same. The brothers were all blinking at Brother Hua, but what about Yang Hua himself? He stayed there completely, stood up stupidly, and murmured: "I

Am I dreaming, am I dreaming?”

His words seemed to be asking himself, but also seemed to be asking others.

The brothers next to him looked at Brother Hua in front of them in confusion.

"Brother Hua, you are too tired. You have been sleeping until now. When we woke up just now, you have been sleeping. The brothers didn't call you because you were sleeping soundly."

Koizumi, who was listening to only one side, said with a smile.

It turns out that I have really been sleeping all this time?

"Am I really sleeping?" Yang Hua blinked at his brothers with disbelieving eyes.

The brothers were stunned. One by one, you looked at me and I looked at you: "Brother Hua, what's wrong with you?"

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Of course you are sleeping! I kept holding you last night until I woke up." Nancy said on the side.

When Yang Hua suddenly finished speaking these words, the first thing he felt was that his whole body was numb.

"I'm dreaming, what I'm dreaming is actually a dream? But how can there be such a clear dream?" Yang Hua said to himself as if he was stupid.

"Brother Hua, why were you calling that old gentleman just now?" Zhang Dabiao, who was listening to one side, said suddenly.
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