The Big Brother’s Little Ancestor is So Sweet

Chapter 133 The Demon Lord Becomes a Love Brain (58)

System: […] The host is good and fierce.

I don't know why, but it feels ominous.

I always feel that there seems to be something wrong.

It feels that the host's appearance has a tendency to blacken.

Isn't the host Britney?

But on second thought...

It is understandable that the host is a little anxious in order to save the person she likes.

It must be thinking too much.

Shiyou said faintly: "Last time you asked me to do side missions, saying that there would be special rewards..."

System explanation: [Special rewards are fixed, and you cannot ask the system arbitrarily. 】

Shi You said again: "If I don't get him out, I won't do side missions next time."

The system swallowed: [The energy of the system can only force him to leave the body for two minutes. 】

"Two minutes is enough."

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The man in the red robe was pushed out of Rong Yuan's body by a strange force.

Rong Yuan, who had lost consciousness, fell to the ground magnificently.

Shi You kicked the red-robed man flying away, separating the two of them.

The man in the red robe threw himself forward, and fell into the mud!

It wasn't until the whole person fell to the ground that he realized that he had been kicked to the ground by that little girl!

You have a little patience, okay? If there is a disagreement, let's fight! Young people don't talk about Wude! !

He thought he was an arrogant and domineering person, but he didn't expect to meet an even more arrogant master today.

Shiyou's time is limited, and he has no time to talk nonsense with the man in red robe.

Shiyou chanted an ancient and complicated spell, and with a whoosh, a scepter appeared out of thin air in his hand.

A black scepter with a crescent-shaped top and a dark magic gemstone in the middle.

"What is this..." The man in the red robe said that he had never seen such a strange weapon.

boom!

The scepter struck the red-robed man's head.

The red-robed man's pupils widened slightly, as if he couldn't believe that Shiyou hit him on the head.

Shiyou glanced at the scepter: "..."

That look seemed to say: You are not hurt at all! You are too useless!

The scepter shook its body in protest: "..."

I am a magic scepter, not a club for beating people!

If you use it to knock people, it will definitely not hurt! !

Shiyou: "Okay, let's use it differently."

When Shiyou raised the scepter, a dangerous aura enveloped the whole body, the man in the red robe was startled, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

"No, you can't kill me!" The man could no longer maintain his superior posture, and a trace of panic appeared in his eyes.

Shiyou laughed badly: "Aren't you afraid of death? How does it feel to be at the mercy of others?"

"..." How could he not be afraid.

"As long as you don't kill me, this deity can give you benefits. If you and I join forces, the entire Xuantian Continent will be ours, how about it?"

Enduring the pain, the red-robed man looked at Shi You, ready to win her over.

"Not interested in."

Shiyou casually raised the scepter, dark magic overflowed from the magic scepter, and black flames quickly wrapped around the body of the man in red robe like silk threads.

It ignited at one point, and the flame spread to the whole body of the man in the red robe at an incredible speed, turning into a huge burning fireball in an instant!

"ah--!!!"

The man let out a shrill scream, his entire soul was trembling violently, and the expression on his face was extremely painful.

The man's soul body is gradually shrinking under the burning of the black flame, and the screams are getting weaker and weaker...

In the end, that black soul burned to the size of a thumb.

The color has also changed from black to transparent.

The crimson will-o'-the-wisp in his eyes became weaker and weaker, and he jumped twice, but finally went out with a "poof".

The poor soul of the man in the red robe, like a thin piece of paper, floated down from midair.

Shiyou took the scepter away, and when she stretched out her hand, she took the small and fragile soul in her hand, and put it into a container like a crystal ball.