Chapter 187 - 187: The Act Becomes Real
Miss Shen is Actually A Bigshot in Witchcraft
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The Black Witch was very sensitive to changes in the energy magnetic field, so she would definitely be the first to know that her sister had left home.
Not long after, a black crow circled the roof of the White Witch twice before landing elegantly on the sofa with the broken handle.
After sizing up the White Witch with its scarlet eyes for a long time, the crow still didnât say a single word.
She had clearly set up a huge array here, and the magnetic field had deviated, but why did it seem like nothing had happened to the White Witch?
Shen Chun poked Song Han in the back.
Song Han lifted his skirt and took two steps forward with an innocent look in his eyes as he said, âSister, what are you doing here?â
Shen Chun broke out in a cold sweat. No matter how innocent the White Witch was, it was impossible for her to exchange pleasantries with someone who almost killed her!
The crow raised its head and laughed. âItâs been thousands of years, but you havenât improved at all. Youâre kind to the point of stupidity. Sister, whatâs the point of you surviving? From today onwards, youâll not only be an ugly freak, but youâll also be a cripple.â
The crow spread its wings and slowly landed. The moment it landed, it turned into a beautiful and aggressive woman. Just as it was about to strangle the White Witch, it suddenly realized that Shen Chun was standing in the darkness. She glared at Shen Chun. âWho is this?â
When she smelled the pure and rich spiritual energy on Shen Chunâs body, she realized that things werenât that simple.
Before she could react, the Thunder God Whip had already wrapped around her waist. Then, the high-intensity lightning made her scream in pain.
âYou, where did you come from?â The Black Witch stared at the two of them with bloodshot eyes, wishing she could skin them alive.
Shen Chun quickly took out a handful of cinnabar and flicked it on the yellow paper. âCome and answer the order to sweep away the evil spirits.â
A bolt of lightning struck the Black Witchâs smooth forehead. In an instant, blood gushed out, and terrifying fangs appeared under her red lips.
âDamn it! How dare you touch me?â Blood flowed down her distorted face, but her red eyes were still fixed on Song Han. âDonât forget that if I die, you wonât live any longer either.â
An eerie smile appeared on her usually gentle and cute sisterâs face. âOh really? Then, Iâm not going to kill you.â
His and his sister-in-lawâs plan was to greatly reduce her ability. To do this, the first step was to break the blood contract on her body.
Three cards spun in his hand like flowers, then the cards expanded in his hand along with a silver light.
Although the Tarot Formation was a very gentle card formation, the White Witch had never attacked the Black Witch since they were young.
âYouâre not!â¦â Before she could finish speaking, the beam of light in Song Hanâs hand shot straight at her chest. The powerful external force broke a few of her ribs, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.
Shen Chun was still drawing talismans at the side. The red cinnabar in her hand was like a small red whirlwind as it scattered on the yellow paper.
The Black Witch had a very ancient contract, so Shen Chun relied on her memories to forcefully break the blood contract on her.
A few inches of yellow paper began to spread out in front of the Black Witch and she felt that the energy in her body was being sucked away by an external force. No matter how she struggled, she couldnât move Shen Chun at all.
âHeh!â Seeing that he couldnât resist, the Black Witch said self-deprecatingly, âAll these years, no one has been able to get close to me. Itâs the same for you!â
She endured the pain brought by the Thunder God Whip and reached for the dagger on the table.
Song Han shouted, âOh no! Sheâs going to commit suicide!â
But it was too late to do anything now.
He quickly thought of all the card curses in his mind, but there was still no solution!
At the last moment, he pounced over and blocked the Black Witchâs chest.
As blood spread on the dark floor, Song Han fell to the ground, his face pale.
After the dagger stabbed into his chest, the intense pain made his eyes glaze over.
Shen Chunâs pupils dilated!
âIâm really sorry.â The Black Witchâs hands were covered in blood, and her eyes were filled with cold-blooded cruelty as she said, âThis is what you get for blocking me. Why donât you give up too?â
Shen Chun threw out the row of talismans in her hand furiously and the blue thunderstorm lit up her eyes.. âLet me have a taste of this too!â