The bound wizards held their breath and were very worried that wutengcao hurt themselves by mistake.

    "Don''t be nervous. As long as you don''t have a different heart, wutengcao won''t hurt you." Yunmeng Shi comforted.

    After that, starting from the first one on the left, Wu tengcao wrapped the witchcraft, and everyone''s heart began to mention it, especially the witchcraft next to him.

    Soon, they didn''t hear the scream, let alone the struggle. Things seemed different from just now.

    A minute later, the Wuteng grass scattered. Instead of turning into a white bone, the wizard in it was full of energy and ruddy face, as if he had got any benefit.

    Wu tengcao put him down gently, and his attitude was like treating a lover.

    After the Sorcerer''s foot stepped on the ground, he knelt down, his eyes filled with tears, and said gratefully: "thank you, your majesty. I''ve been stuck in a level 4 wizard for ten years. Just now, I finally broke through and became a level 5 wizard."

    As soon as these words came out, the witchcraft present seemed to be frying the pot. I was so excited that I didn''t know what to say.

    "I won''t mistreat those who sincerely treat me." yunmengshi said with a smile.

    After the wizard stood up, he stood aside and looked at Yunmeng poetry with fanatical eyes. It was a kind of faith and reverence.

    Joe frowned and moved his body quietly, blocking the wizard''s sight.

    Wutengcao wrapped the Wizards one by one in order. After everyone landed, they were pleasantly surprised to find that they had been stuck in the wizard level for many years, and finally there were signs of loosening.

    Soon, more than a dozen wizards who sincerely believed in Yunmeng poetry were given "miracles" by Yunmeng poetry. When wutengcao arrived at Emond, he panicked. He never had a sense of reverence for the wizard queen. If they were wrapped by wutengcao, a minute later, their white bones would fall, and they were not complete themselves, right?

    Obviously, the leader and the elder are in the same mood.

    "Your Majesty, I''m really wrong. Please forgive us. We will be heartfelt to you in the future." Emond shouted, hoping yunmengshi would let go of himself.

    Yunmengshi had no reason, but looked at the three people wrapped by wutengcao with a cold face.

    "Without me, you can''t go into the holy land of our family." Charlie shouted when wutengcao was about to completely wrap the three people.

    Sure enough, after shouting, wutengcao stopped. There was only one head left for the three people.

    "Who can explain to me where the holy land is?" Yun Mengshi asked with his teeth.

    The white haired young wizard who was just crazy about Yunmeng poetry stood up and explained: "the holy land is the Queen''s residence. It is said that there are her Majesty''s treasures in it, which can only be opened by her majesty."

    Yunmengshi turned her eyes and said, "even if there are treasures, your Charlie family has long had a different heart. How do I know if those things are still there?" then wutengcao continued to surround the three people.

    The leader''s voice trembled and said, "still, still. After we inherited the leader''s position, we were asked by the superior leader to get most of the treasures in the holy land. However, none of so many leaders can take the treasures."

    "Very good," said yunmengshi with a smile. She was very satisfied. She liked treasure hunting best. This time, besides the holy things, there may be other treasures. It''s really not in vain.

    "Is there a prison for Wizards?" asked yunmengshi?

    White haired witchcraft replied, "yes, but it hasn''t been used for a long time."

    "If you have it," said yunmengshi, "take these three people, lead the way in front, and we''ll go to prison."

    "Your Majesty, you can go with me." the white haired wizard led the way, and Joe ran and his party followed. Finally, more than a dozen wizards took the three leaders and didn''t let them use witchcraft.

    The prison is in the underground of the palace. Because it has not been used for a long time, it is very dark, humid and full of dust.

    When yunmengshi came to the door, the white haired wizard a "light", and all the lights in the prison were on.

    "How do you know there''s a lamp here?" yunmengshi asked.

    The white haired wizard scratched his head. "I like reading very much. I have read all the books in the family. I have collected books for thousands of years."

    Yunmengshi thought that this man is also a smart man. For 5000 years, there have been enough books about witchcraft and recording what happened in the place of witches. Don''t witches have to do other things every day?

    "How is the age of a wizard calculated?" Yun Mengshi asked curiously.

    "The age of a wizard is about twice that of human beings, and there is no difference between other places and human beings," explained the white haired wizard.

    "What''s your age now?" Yun Mengshi asked.

    The white haired wizard said, "I? Your majesty, our Wizard family is 30 years old. I am 50 years old this year."

    "Fifty years old? In your wizard family, you''re just an adult. Why do you lose your hair?" Joe continued.

    The white haired wizard has a much better attitude when talking to the human beings he once hated because of his fanatical trust in yunmengshi, the reincarnator of the wizard queen.

    In addition, he is a very open-minded person. He can see that the queen has a different attitude than the human in front of her, so he has a respectful attitude when talking to Qiao pengran.

    "It''s because I''m practicing white magic, so after level 3, my hair will be white," the white haired wizard explained.

    Cloud dream poetry adheres to the principle of asking if you don''t understand. On the way to prison, it always asks, "can you tell me the classification of witchcraft?"

    "I''m willing to help." the white haired wizard didn''t think there was anything wrong. Her Majesty had doubts. He took it for granted to explain.

    "Witchcraft can be divided into combat witchcraft, life witchcraft, white witchcraft and black witchcraft. In the age of the great queen, witchcraft was not so classified, so it was normal for you not to know. Combat witchcraft and life witchcraft were easy to understand and named after. White witchcraft is a kind of witchcraft to save the dead and help the wounded. Black witchcraft is a kind of evil witchcraft." The white haired wizard explained Yunmeng poem clearly in a few words.

    "That''s the same reason. Can you walk in the palace even if you have a low level?" yunmengshi asked. She just observed carefully. The level of all witchcraft is higher than that of white haired witches.

    "Yes, the talent of white wizard is very rare. There is only one in a thousand people." the white haired wizard looked proud in his tone.