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She is more like a monster than her?

What a joke!

Zheng Qing gritted his teeth, feeling a little anxious and smiling: "What do you mean by this?"

"Don't you know?" Nikita blinked, and there was a faint in his scarlet eyes: "It's no wonder... you can see for yourself."

After all, she flipped her hand and a bright water mirror appeared in front of the young wizard.

The smooth water mirror didn't tremble in the unkind eyes of the surrounding people.

Then Zheng Qing saw in the mirror a pair of red eyes that were not inferior to the banshee--even compared with Nikita, Zheng Qing felt that his eyes were darker and more transparent.

He stared at the eyes in the water mirror blankly, seeming to be a little dazed for a while.

Nikita raised her hand with the wizard's tail around her wrist. She raised her head and looked at her hand, spreading her five fingers, and then slowly closing it, clenching it tightly, and pulling out a white jade. Small fist.

"How is it?" The banshee asked again and asked softly: "Now, are you interested in joining my team?"

"Then eat a wizard with you?" Zheng Qing recovered from the reflection in the mirror, sneered, looked at Nikita, and refused without hesitation: "Sorry, I am a little nauseous with this proposal."

While talking, although he appeared to be unresisting, he was desperately visualizing his rune gun in his mind—from the **** to the barrel, from the rune on the gun body to the alchemy circle on the trigger— —Almost a little bit, the barrel can stick out of his forehead.

The wizard stared at the banshee with scorching eyes, thinking about where the first shot would be.

Is her left eye or right eye?

Or her pretty little mouth.

Nikita turned a blind eye to Zheng Qing's unusually rude gaze. She only raised her head, looked at her small white fist bathed in sunlight, and patiently said her own words.

"Nausea is only temporary. As long as you have perseverance and perseverance, one day you will be able to eat a living wizard from head to toe." She spoke again and persuaded, but this persuasion was quite sound to Zheng Qing. There is a funny element.

In the past, words like ‘perseverance’ and ‘persistence’ were used in a very decent context.

But today, the banshee uses them to describe the behavior of'cannibalism', but unexpectedly reveals a sense of contradictory appropriateness.

"A long time ago, when I was just transformed, like you, I couldn't eat a wizard." Nikita squinted, looking at her little fist in the sun, and the light blue under the translucent skin. Said in a nostalgic tone:

"...At that time, I had been relying on those strong-smelling insects to feed my hunger. Until later, I realized that I had been completely abandoned by the wizard, and I wanted to survive, so I finally made up my mind... Maybe you just lacked such an opportunity. ."

Zheng Qing stared at the banshee, his consciousness branded the last rune on the talisman in his mind, and at the same time, he took out a piece of talisman paper from his belt and held it in his palm.

Then he twitched his mouth: "Sorry... I'm different from you."

The light blue barrel slowly stuck out of his forehead.

He lit the first pattern on the rune gun deep in his consciousness.

"It's really...it's a pity." The banshee lowered her head abruptly, with a trace of regret in her eyes: "Actually, I have always been very optimistic about you."

"boom!"

The small fist that had been held up in the air by her slammed down with lightning speed, and hit Zheng Qing's belly without reservation.

The young wizard was like a cooked prawn. His whole body was squashed by this fist to the extreme, his head and legs almost stuck together.

He made a **** ho sound in his throat, his eyes widened to the maximum, almost opening his eye sockets, his mouth half open, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word.

The punch almost smashed his bile.

What's more terrible is that this punch also broke his plan of resistance-the rune spear that had been visualized properly and was about to stick out his head, under this punch, it collapsed again and turned into a little star in his mind. .

"boom!"

A burning peach blossom bloomed on the wizard, and the red petals on the outer layer stretched hard to block the next move of the banshee, while the golden red petals on the inner layer quickly converged, wrapping the young wizard layer by layer.

This is an escape talisman prepared by Zheng Qing in advance. He originally planned to smear oil on the soles of his feet after attacking the banshee. Although the whole process was very different from the plan in his mind, this talisman still had the effect it should achieve after all.

The corner of Nikita's mouth twitched slightly, and there was a hint of appreciation in her scarlet eyes: "Tao Zhiyao Yao? The reaction is very quick."

The burning peach blossoms are fleeting.

The banshee's figure disappeared in place at the same time.

The Guge giants, cold spiders and ghouls onlookers were still staring at the open space in front of them blankly, without noticing that the peach blossoms tens of meters away were repeating the process of burning, extinguishing, flashing, and burning.

But after all, the effect of a talisman is limited-even if Zheng Qing has nested four layers of "Tao Zhi Yao Yao" on this talisman, it will only make him a few hundred meters away from the group of monsters.

If you are on a hunting ground, these hundreds of meters of flash escape is a very effective means of confrontation.

However, under the nose of a top registered wizard, this approach seemed a bit tricky. Nikita's figure always danced with the twinkling and burning peach blossom, and the distance between the two hardly changed.

When the last peach blossom burned out, the petals fell.

The banshee's fist fell on Zheng Qing's belly again.

"boom!"

The wizard who was still in midair was slammed into the mushroom bush with a new punch, smashing the soft grass out of a big hole. Large patches of fat mushroom caps turned into a pool of mud under the impact of external force. The air was filled with the smell of broken mycelium.

The figure of the banshee fell slowly without any further action, leaving Zheng Qing clutching his stomach, kneeling on the ground, vomiting and convulsing from a distance.

She took a cautious step back~www.readwn.com~ A second ago, she was still planning to take advantage of the victory and chase, and then punch the little wizard's life.

A second later, when she stood in front of Zheng Qing, she suddenly felt horrified—as if she had faced Captain Mist for the first time, and it was as if she had faced the oncoming blood charm in that tavern not long ago. bomb.

She could clearly judge that the wizard was still lost under her previous two punches.

But at the same time, the intuition derived from the instinct of the demon was warning her frantically, let her stay away from the guy in front of her, the farther the better! Immediately! immediately!

Zheng Qing didn't know the contradiction and anxiety in the banshee's heart at this moment.

He was not in the mood to pay any attention.

Because he felt like he was going to die.

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