Fast-crossing system: the villain BOSS strikes!

The black mist rushed towards Wu Ling occupying Hu Jiu's body, completely enveloping her.

Hu Jiu's face was faintly visible in the black mist, sometimes angry and resentful, and sometimes smiling charmingly.

Hu Jiu was still competing with Wu Ling for his body.

Obviously, Wu Ling had the upper hand at this time.

"Get out of my body!!"

Only now was Hu Jiu afraid.

This witch spirit didn't intend to return her body at all, it lied to itself.

This is her body, why should it occupy it!

She hasn't taken revenge yet, this is her body, it's her...

"Don't worry, I will avenge you." Wu Ling replied to Hu Jiu.

"Do not……"

Before Hu Jiu finished speaking, she was pushed back by Wu Ling. With a smile on her face, she walked out of the black mist.

But when she stepped out of the black mist, there was a sharp sound of wind coming towards her. She snorted coldly and avoided it easily. The black mist behind her kept pouring into her body.

Soon...it will be able to completely integrate with this body.

At that time, even the monster released by the beast god will not be able to do anything to it.

The more Wu Ling thought about it, the more confident she became, and she was very contemptuous of Mingshu's attack.

"Do you think you can do anything to me now?"

Mingshu shook the branch on his hand: "I can't help you, what are you doing? I just..."

She smiled slightly: "I just want to hit you."

"Ah……"

Before Wu Ling could taunt, Mingshu suddenly rushed towards it, and Wu Ling could only fight Mingshu.

The black mist flashed and disappeared in the air. Wu Ling wanted to punch the black mist into Mingshu's body, but Mingshu avoided it every time.

There is still a bit of skill...

The movement of Wu Ling's hands increased, and the black mist from the big pit gradually decreased, and now it was all floating around Wu Ling's body.

With this movement, it concentrated all the black mist in its hands, forming a spherical black mist.

"go with!"

Wu Ling let out a low snort.

The spherical black mist hit Mingshu like a cannonball.

The smile on the corner of Mingshu's lips deepened, and he took the branch in his hand and split it off.

boom!

Branches split from the spherical black mist, causing the air to quiver slightly, and the black mist scattered in all directions.

Wu Ling's pupils widened slightly.

how come……

Wu Ling moved again in his hand, trying to gather the scattered black mist again, but this time it just moved, a green leaf fluttered down, rubbing its fingertips and falling to the ground.

"It's over."

The female's clear and crisp voice with a smile sounded from the front.

Wu Ling raised his head and met a smiling face.

Mingshu smiled and grabbed her wrist, and fell handsomely over her shoulder. Wu Ling lay on the ground, subconsciously remembering, slightly cool green leaves hanging down to the tip of her nose.

"Don't move."

The branches were limp and seemed to have no power at all.

But Wu Ling felt a strange force attached to it, and she felt a chill in her heart, and she didn't dare to move.

The branches rose and fell, hitting Wu Ling with a slap.

"Who did you say was a monster before? Huh? Let you say he is a monster! Who is a monster! Who is a monster!!"

Wu Ling's face turned pale instantly, and the soft branch hit her body, as if trying to knock it out of Hu Jiu's body.

"It's a monster!" Wu Ling insisted.

Mingshu smiled brighter: "I'll let you say, let you say he's a monster..."

The falling branches were fast and dense, and Wu Ling could bear it with gritted teeth at first, but gradually he couldn't hold on.

Hu Jiu was still competing with her for control of her body at this time.

Finally, a black shadow popped out from Hu Jiu's body. Wu Ling was just a black mist, but it could be disguised as any orc.

Mingshu raised his hand and grabbed Wu Ling who was about to run away.

Wu Ling didn't even know why he was caught, it was clearly incorporeal.

Why can she catch herself empty-handed?

"Don't run away, I haven't finished explaining the truth to you yet."

"..."

Wu Ling was thrown to the ground by Mingshu, followed by another burst of twitching.

She let it out, not just to smoke it.

How dare she call her goblin a monster.

Leprechaun is something she can say?

I can't beat you to death! !

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Hu Jiu managed to regain control of her body. After being dizzy, she opened her eyes and saw Wu Ling rolling all over the ground.

She swallowed, and moved back cautiously.

Leave the green hills without worrying about no firewood.

Hu Jiu stepped back cautiously, preparing to slip away.

However, as soon as she turned around, she saw a person standing behind her, staring at her with dark, unwavering eyes.

Hu Jiu broke out in cold sweat on his back.

Hu Jiu was dragged back by Yun Huang.

The power attached to her by Wu Ling disappeared as Wu Ling left, and she was whipped by Mingshu again just now, how could she be Yunhuang's opponent.

"I was wrong, I was wrong..." Wu Ling yelled: "I dare not come out again, I will go back now, don't fight."

Hu Jiu: "..." Is this still the Wu Ling who stands tall in front of her?

Mingshu stopped, leaned over and looked at the small group of witch spirits left on the ground: "You said..."

The witch spirit doesn't dare to breathe -- of course it doesn't dare to breathe.

What does it say?

Mingshu poked it with a branch that had almost lost its leaves: "Is there only one witch spirit in this world?"

Wu Ling: "???"

Are you dealing with me just for the title of witch spirit?

"You are a witch spirit, you are a witch spirit, you are the only witch spirit..." In order to survive, it is Fuyun who defends the identity of the witch spirit.

Mingshu seemed satisfied, she turned her head to look at Yunhuang: "What should I do now?"

There are specializations in the art industry, so professionals should follow up.

Yunhuang stepped forward with a blank expression, Mingshu gave him a place, and did not forget to warn Wu Ling: "Don't move around."

Wu Ling: "..." I dare not move.

Yun Huang drew pictures of beast gods around Wu Ling.

Much the same as that night, but a little different.

Yun Huang took out the small wooden card he was wearing, Wu Ling saw the small wooden card and trembled immediately, a cloud of black mist trembled, as if a vibrator was placed inside.

Yun Huang put the small wooden sign under the black mist, ready to chant a spell.

Wu Ling didn't wait for Yunhuang to think, and got in by himself.

Yunhuang: "..."

Although Wu Ling went in by himself, Yunhuang still chanted a difficult spell, and when he finished speaking, the small wooden sign disappeared out of thin air like the heart that had disappeared before it was issued.

Yun Huang's face was pale, and the lines on his forehead seemed to be soaked in blood, turning red so charming.

Mingshu opened his hand, Yunhuang walked over unsteadily, he saw the lines on his forehead from Mingshu's eyes, he leaned on Mingshu, and asked slowly: "Is it...you're ugly again?"

Mingshu looked at it carefully for a moment, then nodded earnestly without any pretentiousness or perfunctory: "Yeah."

Yun Huang raised his hand to cover his face, and turned away, unwilling to meet Ming Shu's eyes.

She will dislike herself.

Mingshu, who bullied the perfect man, didn't feel that he had done anything wrong, but felt that his reaction was very good, and intended to continue bullying.

But Hu Jiu was lying on the ground, pretending to be dead, to stop her frenzied behavior.