Mumu's Baking Soda

The blue light finally filled the ground, Zarek finally threw the dagger into it, and the light poured down like water droplets on the glass.

Green and white flowers, blue leaves.Mu Xi looked at the big tree that suddenly appeared in front of him, and swallowed.After careful observation, she recognized the species of the tree, which was a laurel tree.

"The spirit resides in the body, and the body is only the carrier." Standing under the huge tree canopy, Zarek stretched out a hand to Mu Xi and said, "There are two souls in different directions in your body, and one is the dominant one." Status, a position of being dominated, I don’t know what went wrong, the result that would have taken a long time for the weak to devour the strong actually appeared in advance, but this result was what I was expecting.”

Mu Xi didn't respond to his words, because Zarek immediately picked a leaf from the laurel tree. If you don't look carefully, the leaves of the laurel tree are not much different from the leaves of ordinary orange trees. The thin handle makes the leaves touch Mu Xi's arm. It is amazing that the blue leaves turn silver the moment they touch Mu Xi.

As if Mu Xi had been burned, she held this arm with her other hand, her body trembling uncontrollably.

"Only those who are destined can get the approval of the laurel tree. Obviously, I found the right person this time." Zarek looked at the silver leaf in his hand and said, "The one chosen by God must be favored."

Mu Xi felt the blood rushing to her brain: "Are you from the church?" She knew that this game was not easy, but she didn't think she was so good when it came to the mythology. Good luck to be chosen, everything can only be attributed to her being a dual personality, and this dual personality seems to have caused this NPC to misunderstand something.

Only Mu Xi who is in front of the living Su Hua can be considered the real Mu Xi, and only for those who survived for his brother's last wish, everything is just fiction.

The blood was burning in her veins, and from time to time there was a crackling sound of firewood being burned. Mu Xi raised her head, and the bright pattern on her finger as Zarek's disciple quickly disappeared, replaced by a bronze-colored ring.

[Devil’s Ring]: Bronze quality, requires level [-], agility +[-], strength +[-], attack [-]-[-], defense, [-], comes with skills and spells to suck blood, currently has [-] layers of seals, can be achieved according to the number of kills .

[Red Eyes of the Moon] professional skills are fully deployed, [Concentration] and [Blood Armor] can be used.

[Concentration]: Sacrifice all the blood volume of the body, reduce the blood volume to 5.00 point, gain the attack power and defense power equal to [-]% of the blood volume, the duration is [-] minute, and the cooling time is [-] standard game days.

[Blood Armor]: Sacrifice all of your blood volume, reduce your blood volume to 5.00 point, obtain a shield with a defense of [-]% of your blood volume, restore [-]% of your defense power every second, and continue to recharge for a period of time [-] minutes, with a cooldown of [-] standard game days.

"Now that you know it, don't say it again." Zarek feared that the laurel tree would not grow big enough, and stabbed the fire-breathing dragon a few more times.

Mu Xi knelt down on the ground, only feeling itching on her back, when she turned her head, she saw a pair of black wings that could cover the sky and the sun, and a white spirit body.

That spirit body looks very similar to her original appearance, no, it is exactly the same. It is the [Servant's Style Fantasy] sealed in the Servant's space, which is her other personality.

Mu Xi roared: "No, I don't want to go back."

"Polluted by the blood of the devil, you seem to have been punished by the gods." Zarek saw that the place on Muxi's forearm that was touched by the leaves before was already a piece of silver, and the trail of the silver spread was like a tree. The root of the air is strong and ferocious.

Yes, this is the purpose of Zarek. Originally, Su Hua, who was the container, could take over the coming of the gods, but since there is a better choice, the original plan needs to be corrected. On Mu Xi's body, it doesn't seem to be a waste.With the body of the water-colored cigarette butt and the soul of the wind-colored fantasy, using blood as a sacrifice, using the soul of a demon to summon the gods, no matter how you think about it, there is no possibility of failure.

As long as [Servant Fantasia] is willing to take back his body, this blank spirit body will be written into the memory of God by the laurel tree. Originally, according to Zarek's thinking, the act of taking back the body should be certain.

It's just that after Mu Xi knelt on the ground for a long time, that [Follower's Fantasy] was still motionless, her eyes were empty, as if she was waiting for something.

There was a hint of doubt in Zarek's eyes: "Do you want me to do it myself?" He reached out to touch Mu Xi, but the dull expression of the spirit body suddenly fluctuated, and it could be heard faintly. She whispered: "I'm Muxi, I'm Muxi... don't touch me, don't you all touch me." Something terrifying seemed to appear in front of her eyes, making her expression very scared.

Mouth chanting over and over again, the white spirit body suddenly hugged its head and began to cry softly, as if teleporting, anyway, it appeared in front of Mu Xi all of a sudden, with its mouth wide open facing Zarek. A scream: "I told you to go away, didn't you hear?"

Zarek was made to take a few steps back by the scream, and when he came back to his senses, he found that his blood volume had dropped a little out of thin air. What's going on?He looked up.Although it was just a trace, it was enough for this spirit body to attract his attention.

[Follower's Wind and Color Fantasy] She didn't attack again after the first blow, she curled up like a small ball of light, Mu Xi was stunned for a moment, and then realized what was going on.She remembered this scene, it was the night she was born, that thunderstorm night.

The guy without any blood relationship squeezed her arm and pressed her against the keys of her piano, and he was questioning her.

He said why.A slap hit her across the face.

He said that no matter how much a girl learns, she still has to marry.The other side of the face also suffered the same fate.

He said that no matter how beautiful he is, he is still not a trash who has been raped.The hair was pulled up, and then the head was slammed down violently, and the piano keys issued a long hum.

He said he had heard about it a long time ago.The dirty air flowed past her ears.

He said stop pretending.The fierce eyes forced her to face him face to face.

He said that if it weren't for her, his brother would not have died.He looked at her face that quickly changed color because of this sentence, and laughed wantonly.

My brother just celebrated his birthday, and she insisted on going to the supermarket to buy materials. Everything we did together was her fault... At that time, she had already obtained the qualification of the first stage of kendo, and she was only facing the challenge of the natural strength of men and women. Given the gap, she didn't have much room to resist.

The torn clothes brought a feeling of déjà vu, slippery and greasy, and it was also déjà vu, but it was more serious. The fingers of her right hand were pulled vigorously, as if the ligaments were about to be torn apart, the pain, It was already making her unable to open her eyes.

What happened next was like a slow-motion replay.She pushed the guy away with her knees, and quickly escaped from the piano room, and just bumped into the stepmother who came back from shopping. Upstairs, turning a corner, and finally entered her room, the room was locked, she opened the window, do you want to jump down?The heart has been beating at a violent frequency, looking left and right, the door is being pounded at a storm-like speed, and it seems that it is about to be unbearable.

He shouted why did you run away, we haven't had a good time yet?You dare to reject me, are you courting death?Come out soon...

The stepmother just said, don't make it too embarrassing, and then there was no sound.

She didn't jump off the building, because the moment she leaned over, someone grabbed her ankle, kicked the door open, and the lock was broken... broken.Her pupils shrank suddenly.

She saw Father Mu's car from the window, obviously he saw it too, looked at her with half regret and half disdain, he let go of his hand and said, "You're lucky this time."

Mu Xi couldn't touch [Follower's Style Fantasy], but she still hugged her protagonist in an empty embrace, and she whispered: "It's okay, it's okay, everything is over, don't be afraid , I killed the person, and it has nothing to do with you."

"You will have a new life. As long as I solve all of this, it will be fine soon. I can solve all of this right away."

...It's just that this kind of consolation can't make her main personality show any signs of improvement. The person who should cry or be afraid is still crying or afraid.

Mu Xi looked all the way along the face of [Follower's Fantasy], seeming very unwilling: "I'm not her, right, I know, I thought it would be okay to change someone, after all, someone like Su Hua People are not suitable for you, but when things are like this, there is no room for redemption, you always want to be alone."

In the end, Mu Xi still opened her arms, and she avoided being away by her own retreat. She faced Zarek, holding the dagger in her left hand: "If you come back, you definitely don't want to see me. Then I'd better leave by myself."

【Under the moon】

【shallow drinking】

【Concentration】

【Blood Armor】

One skill after another, several lights of different colors appeared on Mu Xi's body.

Zarek licked his lower lip: "Are you trying to resist?"

Mu Xi shook his head, looked at the demon ring on his finger and said: "You are also an undead, otherwise I wouldn't specifically take away the favor you gave me, but if this is a gift you gave me, maybe It might have something else to do with it.”

Zarek's expression froze.

"Dead people don't tell lies, Master Zarek, or... Ahn'Qiraj's vassal." Mu Xi doesn't know how to use a dagger, but at this time, he can only bite the bullet: "The Holy Church is the only one who knows how to use a dagger." If you don’t know how to accept people from the undead race, you want to set the blame on them, so you have to be better at telling lies.”