725 Little Wild Cat (1)

"Congratulations to the host for completing the mission. Are you leaving the mission world?"

"Yes."

The possessed body has run out of life in the mission world, and she has only one option to leave this world.

When the white light dissipated, Xia Ling returned to the sky.

The blood red world is empty.

She stood there and looked around, for some reason she wasn't used to it.

Spreading out her hands, the spirit of the black devil rose from her palms.

A black mist in the sky, covering the end of the horizon of the heavens.

The memory tells her that only by putting the spirit of the devil in, these mists will be less and less, and she can leave the world of the sky.

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Hi Hi: "Host, mission points have gone up!"

In the mission world, she accompanied Bai Yu's life.

Now that she has completed her mission, she has scored 3,000 points.

I don't know if this is an extra task for air transport or if the points have gone up.

But all in all, this is a good thing, she is getting faster and faster.

I did not want to become stronger.

Xia Ling calmed down his mind and sat on the continent, sinking his consciousness into it.

First saw it.

Originally perched on her consciousness, the lotus spirit looks like hi, but now she has grown up a lot, as big as a thumb.

Just, hey, how did it turn black?

Was she bathed in black magic blood and dyed it all black?

Xia Ling laughed.

She wanted to make fun of him, but she opened her mouth and her mind rose ...

What did she want to say just now?

forget.

Xia Ling: ... It's over. Has she recently hurt her head a little bit?

Without thinking so much, she started to cultivate.

The words "Gods have no delusion" were absorbed by her.

She had condensed into an entity with a soul, and in the light, she had a shadow.

It is the first step to shape your body.

Immediately after ...

The words 'temper my heart' come up from the bottom of my consciousness.

Xia Ling had the previously absorbed experience, and he did not hesitate to control the spiritual force, to contact the word 'quench' in that consciousness.

Just contacted-

It was like a scorching sun, and the steaming soul of her was instantly blown away.

After that, the scattered consciousness, from a little soul that could not move or move in consciousness, relied on Xia Ling's will, slowly contacted, and reunited together.

...

This process is long and painful.

If she didn't feel it, if she didn't work hard, she might only exist in this life like this dust.

Xia Ling would not be so desperate.

Hi, "Host, host, it's time to do the task!"

When Xia Ling finally glued his soul together.

Three days have passed--

She opened her eyes and stretched.

"Okay, let's do the task."

This inheritance is a bit dangerous, and if she's not careful, she can't come back.

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It's hot, the whole person seems to be boiling, Xia Ling's consciousness is confused.

She tried to find something that could cool down.

Soon she felt someone around.

The two seemed not far away, and she wandered towards it without thinking.

Next to the man, it feels more comfortable.

The temperature on Xia Ling's body barely eased. She closed her eyes and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

I mumbled comfortably, like a child's slang

Xia Ling was a little bit confused about this state, and wrongly, he opened his eyes.

She was cute and dizzy all over, her face flushed.

(End of this chapter)