Magic Sword starts from Douluo

Chapter 120 True and False Silas

It was another night, and the daytime competition was successfully carried out, and the maintenance of the Wuhun Temple was indispensable.

When many people fell asleep, Bishop Silas was still in the study, lighting up the lamp to process the documents.

Not only the information from Tiandou City, but more importantly, the information from the headquarters of Wuhun City.

The task assigned by the Pope is not only to monitor the evil soul masters but also to maintain the competition, which is not easy at all!

The night is getting darker and darker, the moon is completely blocked by the black clouds, no light can be revealed, and the temperature in the air is gradually getting colder. Even Silas, who has reached the strength of Contra, can't help shrinking his clothes at this moment collar.

"What's going on today? Why is it suddenly so cold!"

Silas was a little surprised, but he didn't take it seriously, and continued to process the documents in his hand.

The scene at night seemed very quiet, with almost no sound, only the rustling of pen tip and paper falling could be heard.

Until a strange sound began to appear slowly, gradually enveloped, and then gradually became louder.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie!"

At the same time, the howling of ghosts and wolves emitted by a trace of airflow became louder and louder.

The atmosphere had turned wrong, and Silas's keen instincts sensed danger.

"who!"

The powerful soul power unfolded directly, and the eight soul rings were released instantly.

"Hey Hey!"

Invisible voices came out from every corner of the room.

It seems that there is something floating in this space, and its eyes are injected into him everywhere.

"Humph! Pretending to be a ghost!"

Silas's heart skipped a beat, and he wanted to release the soul skill.

However, an unusually cold and creepy feeling appeared behind him.

The soul power seemed to be eroded by an inexplicable and strange filth, and then there was a sense of stiffness in the body, the limbs gradually froze, and soon it would be out of conscious control
"Evil...evil soul master!" Silas struggled to turn his head back, but was as stiff as a machine.

"You... how dare you!"

In and out, it turned out to be a dark and frightening evil face.

The six dark soul powers poured directly from the eyes, ears, nose, and mouth of Bishop Silas like a flowing liquid.

The eerie scene happened, it was simply appalling.

After a while, Bishop Silas stopped struggling, his head drooped, and his body stood upright like a stake. His weird posture was like a zombie waiting to be resurrected.

After a few breaths, there was the crackling sound of bones and joints rubbing, Silas's neck straightened up like a snake, and he moved a few times.

Immediately afterwards, the slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and a pair of red pupils disappeared in a flash, and then returned to their original appearance.

"It's effortless!"

At this time, "Silas" noticed the file processing on the table.

Among them, Pope Bibi Dong ordered his attention to the task of preventing and eliminating evil soul masters in Tiandou City.

"Hmph! Anbu's gang of trash, they will be uprooted within a few days!"

Then he wrote a letter by hand, and found the carrier pigeon according to the memory in this body's mind.

Under the dark moon and high wind, a carrier pigeon with a dark aura flew out, and was intercepted by the specially waiting personnel.

"report!"

"Come in!" A voluptuous female voice came, the voice was full of crispness, and it sounded blood-filled.

But when he entered, the cold eyes that caught his eyes made him tremble again.

The silver-white hair was slightly exposed, and the delicate face hidden under the black cloak made people think about it. The evil crescent-shaped corners of the eyes made the man's Adam's apple twitch, and he obviously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Successful?"

"Ok!"

The man was turning his head to get the envelope, but when he turned it around, he was gone.

Suddenly, a snake-shaped soft body leaned against him, and the mandala aroma from the pavement was inhaled at the tip of his nose.

Just right in front of those charming eyes.

"Do you want to..." The woman put an orchid finger on his chin, and the orchid fragrance spewed out from her cold lips.

Needless to say, the man couldn't help but nodded, the blood in his body gathered a little, as if it was about to erupt at any time.

But what happened next was nothing short of jaw-dropping.

I just felt a stabbing pain in my chest, and the woman's thin hand went through it.

"Ugh!" The man was taken aback suddenly, the hand that wanted to hug the woman fell down feebly, and a sleepy sense of powerlessness came from him.

At the same time, the sky is shaking, the soul is surging, and I feel as if I am breaking away from this world.

A bright red beating heart was pulled out, and the woman held it in front of her eyes.

"Hehe! I heard that when a man is in love with a woman, his heart will be captured."

"So, I will accept it for you!"

Immediately, the jade hand squeezed hard, blood splashed out all over the eyes, and the heart was directly shattered.

"It stinks!" The woman then shook off the sticky thing in disgust.

Guan ignored the corpse already lying on the ground, and returned to his original position, as if nothing happened.

But in the eyes of the people around him, he was so timid and fearful.

"Saint... Saintess, please order!"

"According to the original plan!"

The flat tone sounded like a devil's voice in my ears. Within a few breaths, all the black-robed emissaries left the hall as if fleeing.

In the mirror, Xiao Ning was still at war with his subconscious.

"one hundred and six!"

"One hundred and seven!"

"One hundred and eight!"

"boom!"

Xiao Ning knocked his subconscious mind down on the surface of the lake with one punch, and defeated him for the first time in real consciousness.

"Papa papa!" The subconscious body quickly appeared, clapping hands.

"Congratulations, you finally made it!"

"Remember, Wushuang's mentality of bursting anger: face up to difficulties, live to death, fight harder and become braver, only me Wushuang!"

The voice faded away, as if it happened from a dream.

Xiao Ning woke up suddenly, but what caught his eyes was the snow-white walls and carved stone slabs, while he was sitting on a soft bed right now.

"Where is this?" Xiao Ning patted his head dizzily, everything that happened before was like a dream, but it was clearly recorded in his mind.

With a creak, the door opened.

A girl in blue came in with eight-treasure porridge and water.

"Xiao Ning, are you awake?" Shui Bing'er opened her small mouth slightly.

Immediately put down the plate, ran over anxiously, the high heels knocking on the floor made a crisp and pleasant sound, sat on the side of the bed and supported Xiao Ning.

"How do you feel? You've been in a coma for three days!"

"I'm fine! Uh, what did you say?"

"Three days!" Xiao Ning was startled suddenly: "How could I have been in a coma for so long?"

"Are you done with the finals?"

"En!" Shui Bing'er looked at him worriedly and nodded.

Fuck, I haven't even watched you dance yet!
Sensing Xiao Ning's gloomy gaze, Shui Bing'er seemed to have thought of something, her pretty face flushed.

"If you want to watch me dance, wait till you finish the game!"

After finishing speaking, he brushed away ashamedly and ran out.

"I'm going to find Teacher Ruoshui and Senior Luo Cheng!"

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