The Ultimate Villain of Fantasy chapter 1012

The Ultimate Villain of Fantasy
Page 1012
I saw that Ning Wei, who is now tall and tall, stood in front of Bai Sixi and stopped her, “If you want spiritual power, I can give it to you immediately, these… The little snake just broke out of its shell, and it was not easy. Come out and be…”
“how”
Bai Sixi’s face was full of unreasonable trouble, “You still despise my sister, don’t you?”
“of course not.”
Ning Wei had been in the world for a long time, and after reading some books, she understood good and evil, and she always sneered at her behavior.
“All right.”
Ning Wei persuaded with good words, pulled Bai Sixi away, and then rescued the remaining ones… The winged snakes who were going out.
“Don’t you need spiritual power? Take it from me.”
Bai Sixi snorted coldly, and then her expression softened slightly.
The two of them sat cross-legged in the forest, and saw the grand and turbulent spiritual power flowing out of Ning Wei’s body and into her body along Bai Sixi’s arm.
Her miserable picture of not being a person or a ghost finally had some life.
Standing behind the tree and witnessing all this, Sheng Wei gasped involuntarily, but she never thought that Ning Wei’s spiritual power would be sucked away.
Fortunately, the Lingzhu itself has a powerful spiritual power that is inexhaustible and inexhaustible, and it does not care about it.
Ning Wei waited for Bai Sixi to absorb enough, then helped her stand up and persuaded her: “If you are sure, come and ask me, don’t eat these little things, it’s pitiful.”
“Whoops,”
Bai Xixi is yin and yang strange, “You’ve only been a human for a few days, and you’re so hypocritical and hypocritical, really…”
Sheng Wei quietly left, and when she arrived in the main hall, she found that Mu Shenshui was already waiting there, and she quickly stepped forward to tell what she had just seen and heard.
At the end, there was a look of joy on his face, “I grabbed that… Lingzhu came back for the spiritual power in him, but unfortunately he grows too fast, and has his own independent thoughts, I’m afraid he can’t be used for me. ”
“Since we have this method, if we can absorb all the spiritual power from him for our use, are we afraid that we won’t be able to fight Demon Venerable?”
Shengwei’s tone was excited, and Lin Yihan quietly rolled his eyes at him.
Instead, Mu Chenshui felt that it was very reasonable, and nodded and said: “This is a good way, our Kunlun faction should have this kind of magic tool that can absorb spiritual power and transfer it to people.”
Shengwei’s eyes lit up, “Then I’ll ask you to look for it.”
“what I should do.”
Many treasures before the demon clan were lost in that battle. If Shengwei could find the spiritual tool, he would definitely not want to tell Mu Shenshui, worried that she would ask to take part of it.
But now that the current situation is compelled, it is also beneficial to both parties to do so.
Chapter 1157 It’s Impossible
The candlelight reflected in the bronze mirror flickered, and there was a rustling sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets.
Mu Shenshui bent over to find something in the cabinet, and when he turned around, he suddenly saw a woman standing at the door.
she “oops”
With a sound, he laughed softly: “You can scare me, what are you doing there, come in quickly.”
Lin Yihan’s face was not worried, and he sat down on the couch glumly, “Do you really want to join forces with the leader of the demon clan to harm such a small child?”
She deliberately went too far, but as expected, she looked back at her with concern and said angrily, “What do you mean by that?”
Seeing Lin Yihan’s unhappy look away, Mu Shenshui persuaded in a good voice: “Don’t always look for trouble, it was decided long ago that I would join forces with the leader of the demon clan, besides that Lingzhu He has lived for thousands of years now, and is not a child.”
In the dead of night, the two of them stayed in the room and could almost hear each other’s breathing. Mu Chenshui coughed twice, trying to break the awkward atmosphere in the room.
Unexpectedly, Lin Yihan didn’t appreciate this, so she took off her coat and went to bed. She turned her back to Mu Shenshui and asked in a muffled voice, “You have to do this.”
I don’t know how long it took, the branches outside the window grew wildly, and then Mu Chenshui replied softly and firmly: “It must be so.”
Lin Yihan sighed imperceptibly, and closed her eyes without saying much.
But she didn’t sleep for a long time, she knew that the burden on Mu Shenshui was too heavy, and she herself was too strong.
I definitely don’t want to watch the Kunlun faction decline day by day, no matter what method I use, I want the humiliation brought by the Snow Demons.
In the second half of the night, Lin Yi covered her body and wanted to get up and drink water in a hot and dry way.
As soon as he turned over and opened his eyes, he saw Mu Chenshui sitting behind the desk, still sitting there reading a book.
She couldn’t help frowning fiercely, and scolded: “Is there anything I have to do now without paying attention to my body?”
While talking, he stepped forward and took the cloak hanging on the side to put it on for her, Mu Shenshui complained in a low voice, “I may have photographed so many treasures, but none of them can absorb spiritual power… Really, you first Go and rest.”
Lin Yihan stood beside him, secretly blaming Mu Shenshui for being really confused.
The Kunlun faction has always prided itself on being upright and honest, hoeing traitors and helping the weak, so how could there be that kind of evil magic weapon that absorbs spiritual power.
Mu Chenshui stretched and put down the book in his hand, “Let’s go, don’t stand beside me, go and rest.”
A look of hesitation appeared on Lin Yihan’s face. She quietly glanced sideways at Shen Shui’s tired face, and suddenly seemed to have gathered up her courage and said firmly, “I have a solution.”
Mu Chenshui felt like it, but he still asked softly, “Do you have any way to talk about it? Can’t you really come up with some powerful spiritual weapon?”
The only ones she had ever seen were Ye Ling’s Heavenly Blade and her own white ling, which could be regarded as first-class spiritual tools. There were very few spiritual tools in the world, especially those that gave birth to monsters.
Lin Yihan took a small step and ran out, and ran back after a quarter of an hour, still wearing the thin plain clothes, but his forehead was sweating a little because he ran too fast.