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Huaying Qiulan language 35 The things of people, witches are like ghosts

[[[cp|w:565|h:500|a:l]]] Flowers reflect the Autumn Orchid - 35 people, witches are like ghosts

In the barrier between light and red, the continuous collapse of space and the sound of the broken spaces that have come and fall are the main theme.

The owner wearing black leather boots fell from the sky... stepped out a large hole that was nearly ten meters wide and one meter deep, and jumped up immediately...

There was originally a female where she fell, but the woman was doing a defensive posture at this time.

In fact, she had to make a defensive posture.

She frowned, as if she knew the witch's body, the vibration of space caused by every contact caused by the body and the inability to recover the wound left by her body made her frown.

Feng Jian Youxiang looked at the witch wearing the evil ghost mask and rushed to her...

Is this another move?

The momentum burst out, and the demonic power gushed out, simply using huge demonic power to overturn the opponent, disrupting the surrounding space, making the opponent unable to use the technique that was like teleportation.

But this time the witch did not rush to the front as before, teleported behind the woman with sub-holes and attacked the woman. Instead, she held the tiger's palm in her right hand and slammed the explosive demonic power.

The black liquid spurted out from the witch's right hand... and swallowed the demonic power and slammed it on the surface of the demonic power barrier... Then with a muffled sound, Youxiang's body retreated backwards...

Even if you support yourself with your feet like you pierced on the ground, you will be shaken away by the powerful thrust.

Black liquid constantly spilled out of the body, how familiar it was.

Yes, when the nerd went wild, the black liquid that overflowed was his negative feelings, full of a strong sense of rejection.

The witches at this time are so similar to the nerds at that time.

Frowning, in fact, the witches who use the power of ghosts will have this situation. Youxiang is not surprised at all, but unexpectedly, how could the nerd use it - the 'Ghost Power' used by the wife of the twelfth generation of witches, Dragon God.

However, it is better to say that the power of ghosts is the power of rejection of a collective of negative emotions.

This cannot be said to be exclusive to nerds, but the skills learned by nerds can actually find the source.

However, the nerd's rejection and Ling Meng's rejection are completely different.

The nerd's rejection is too afraid of the disappearance of happiness, so he rejects a world without happiness. Once the source of nerd's happiness disappears, the nerd will go wild, which is a rejection that cannot be completely controlled.

And the witch's rejection.

Youxiang seemed to know something, and the corners of her mouth bent.

The most important source of the power of rejection has been the witches who have held negative feelings in all dynasties.

The black liquid overflowing from Ling Meng's body deeply shows that this witch is the same as her ex and even her previous few.

It is indeed the saddest profession in Fantasy Village.

"Boli's witch!! What are you... rejecting this person!? What are you afraid of??"

The negative side of a nerd is that he is afraid of the disappearance of happiness and rejects such reality. Therefore, the happier the nerd, the greater the negative side of a nerd's heart...

So what about this witch?

"Me? What do I refuse? What do I fear?"

The sound of Ling Meng, familiar with the nerd and Malisha, came from under the mask of the evil ghost, but it was much empty and the feelings were much weaker...

"I... became enlightened when I inherited the Boli witch..."

The spiritual power and demon power burst out together, mixing with the overflowing black liquid. At this time, it was not the witch who served the gods at all, but the witch who was naked and malicious.

Never receive any interference, but keep interfering in everything.

While trembling spreads everywhere, he has achieved justice for others.

While walking on the blood-stained road, there is no drop of blood.

While fighting against those things that violate their own laws, they violate the laws of cause and effect.

While holding power that even the Demon King could not possess...

...It's so ridiculous.

Can that kind of [thing] still be called a human?

What was once said by the twelfth generation of witches, in fact, witches of all generations have been like this...

The saddest profession, the saddest [race].

Boli's witch can no longer be called human. Thinking of the fist that Youxiang swung out, the space in front of the fist was shaken open. The huge fist wind pressed on Ling Meng like pressure, and the wind generated raised the ground.

Boli witch has always been hiding something from her friends and lovers...

In fact, this is not the only problem of the thirteenth generation of Boli witches, but has been inherited from the first generation to the present... [Human fear of Boli witches] [Monster fear of Boli witches]...

And that deep sense of distance.

In fact, most of the Boli witches died without even their lovers or friends.

Although the eleventh Boli witch Grandma Mei lived for eighty years, her friend was just a powerful spirit, an evil spirit.

In addition to being friends with evil spirits, she has been an ordinary person for forty years, which has made her more human friends among humans.

None of the people who are the same age as her or older than her, even those who die, are her friends.

Her friends are always those children who don't know she is the Boli witch.

She has been wearing a kind smile for decades, and regards herself as an ordinary person and makes fun of herself.

Breaking through the fist pressure, Ling Meng hit Youxiang's head with her mask...

The hard evil ghost's skin left abrasions on Youxiang's forehead, and blood was leaking out.

The demon power barrier has no effect on Ling Meng at all, and the damage caused by Ling Meng cannot be restored... It is very strong...

Is this the witch who holds the power of ghosts? The more negative the heart becomes, the stronger the power of rejection, and the more evil ghost it is.

"The idea of ​​rejection that is stronger than that half-demon boy, and the negative feelings that are deeper than that half-demon boy... Haha, it is indeed the characteristic of Boli's witch..."

Tooth for tooth, eye for eye, is naturally the characteristic of the faint fragrance.

As for the headstack, she didn't politely hit her injured forehead hard, cracked the cracked mask, and leaned back...

Ling Meng raised her foot without hesitation... and kicked it out...

The raised knee was stepped on by one foot... Youxiang stepped on it hard and stepped back on Ling Meng's raised right knee.

Ling Meng fell forward suddenly... but her right hand grabbed Youxiang's head...

Pressing down violently... Youxiang's force made Ling Meng hit the ground hard, and Ling Meng didn't politely use the force to press Youxiang to the ground...

A big pit was created...

The yin and yang jade surrounding it goes wild... expands, crushes...

I don’t care at all that I hit Ling Meng’s body... the black and white Yin and Yang jade expands... and rotates... and crushes!

Under the pressure of the huge Yin-Yang Jade, Youxiang and Ling Meng stood up at the same time, and pushed the Yin-Yang Jade together to blow their fists at the other party...

The fist hit the body, and under the powerful gravity, he could not dodge. He could only hit the flesh and gritted his teeth and hit it back.

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