MTL - This Guy is Wrong-Chapter 109 Evil spirits retreat (7)
Chapter 109 Evil spirits retreat (7)
Chuzheng's eyes were calm and his tone was calm, but the male spirit instinctively felt danger.
This female spirit body, if you want to kill him, it seems like a piece of cake.
Chuzheng slammed hard under his feet, and the male spirit body suddenly shouted: "Don't, don't kill me, if you kill me, he won't survive."
he……
Xiahan?
Chuzheng looked back at the boy on the bed and at the male spirit body, feeling a little **** up inside.
This spirit body, wouldn't it be the first evil spirit body that Xia Han possessed?
She obviously saved him, how could she let Xia Han meet this evil spirit body?
Chuzheng looked around, took the glass bottle on the cabinet, opened the bottle cap, pointed the bottle mouth at the evil spirit body: "Go in."
Evil Spirit Body: "Huh?"
"Go in."
The word is indifferent, but it makes the evil spirits feel fierce.
"Go in, go in, I'll go in right now."
He slipped into the bottle, and Chuzheng closed the bottle tightly: "You have a try."
The evil spirit body was threatened, hugged himself tightly, and curled up into a ball.
He is the evil spirit!
He is! !
Chuzheng walked to the bed, helped Xia Han to get up, and rudely fed the water in.
Chuzheng's body was cold, Xia Han's body was hot, after Chuzheng fed the water, he stuck his whole body up and was unwilling to let go.
"It's very comfortable." Xia Han rubbed Chuzheng's shoulder and found a comfortable place to nestle.
Chuzheng broke him off, and he immediately entangled him again.
Chuzheng thought that if he hugged her for a while, he would release her when it was not hot, but he did not release her all morning, and the temperature of his body did not drop.
The voice of the evil spirit body came from the bottle: "He has a fever, you have to find medicine for him."
Chuzheng raised her hand, and the bottle flew into her hand: "Go find it, don't try to run, I want to find you, it's easy."
The evil spirit body was released, and he slapped himself in the face.
makes you stupid.
But this man cannot die, at least not this way.
The evil spirit body was suffocated and went to find medicine. After Chuzheng fed Xia Han, the high fever subsided at night.
"Cough cough..."
Xia Han woke up, his throat was itchy, and he coughed for a while.
He only felt top-heavy, had a bitter taste in his mouth, and felt a little nauseous.
Where is he?
do you died?
"Little Beauty..." The line of sight gradually became focused, and the person sitting next to him could clearly see... No, it was a spiritual body.
The boy didn't know what to think, his face paled with fright: "I, did I also become a spirit body?"
"Do you want to become a spirit body?" Chuzheng expressionlessly took out a knife.
Xia Han suddenly woke up: "No, I don't want to, little beauty, calm down."
He pressed Chuzheng's hand and felt that the temperature on his hand was different from that of Chuzheng. Xia Han breathed a sigh of relief, not dead.
The evil spirit body said that Xia Han might have been smothered in yin qi in Lingshi, and as a result, he was hanged outside again, and under double torture, he fell ill.
However, due to Xia Han's special constitution, he was ill and could die.
"Take the medicine." Chuzheng handed him the medicine and water.
"This water..." Xia Han felt a little psychological.
"Foot wash water." Chuzheng was expressionless.
"..." Xia Han looked at the water, it was clean, it should be spring water.
"It's so bitter." Xia Han took two sips of water, his whole face wrinkled together.
"Good medicine is bitter."
"Bah ah ah." Xia Han looked disgusted, and died of bitterness, what kind of medicine is this? The cold medicine he took before was not like this!
Xia Han didn't see the package and didn't dare to ask the cold-faced Chuzheng, so he had to give up.
He took a few sips of water and felt a little less bitter: "Little beauty, have you been here all the time?"
"Um."
"Little beauty, you are so kind." Xia Han's eyebrows and eyes were curved, and the whole person seemed to become sunny.
Chuzheng glanced at him, grabbed the bottle and threw it to him: "This spirit body is yours."
The bottle was cold, Xia Han didn't care, he grabbed it subconsciously, and he froze immediately after Chuzheng's words came out.
He swallowed: "Is that the ugly man?"
Chuzheng recalled the appearance of the evil spirit body and nodded: "Yes."
Evil Spirit Body: "..." Who is ugly! ! Who is ugly! !
After a pause, Chuzheng asked, "You know him?"
"After I came back from Lingshi, he has been following me..." Xia Han's voice was a little weaker: "I let him go, but he refused, saying that he has a contract with me."
"Are you afraid of him?"
Xia Han didn't show much fear.
He glanced at Chuzheng, without nodding or shaking his head, just said: "He is very fierce, his eyes are like knives, I don't like him."
That is fear.
Chuzheng: "Why aren't you afraid of me?"
"Little beauty is different." Xia Han put down the bottle.
"What's the difference?"
He raised his head slightly, his eyes lighted: "It makes me feel different, I don't think you will hurt me."
When he saw her for the first time, he was not afraid of her.
He has seen many spirits, evil spirits, ordinary spirits. When he was a child, he was always afraid when he saw those spirits. As he grew older, his fear was hidden.
It's not that he's not afraid, he just knows that it's useless to be afraid.
They can hurt themselves.
He can only do his best to survive.
The more afraid he is, the less likely he will survive. He can't be afraid, at least not superficially.
The room was quiet for a while, Chuzheng took the bottle away and broke the silence: "You said he had a contract with you? What contract?"
Xia Han shook his head.
Chuzheng released the evil spirit body: "You said."
The evil spirit body's eyes swayed, not knowing what to do.
Chuzheng raised the knife in his hand again.
The evil spirit body instantly calmed down: "It's a kind of spirit body contract..."
Originally wanted to fool Chuzheng's evil spirit body, but after meeting Chuzheng's eyes, he didn't dare to talk nonsense, and answered honestly: "He is now equivalent to my master."
This kind of spiritual deed cannot be concluded by ordinary people.
Among millions of people, there is not necessarily one such person.
Chuzheng thought that he appeared here inexplicably.
"Is it the spirit body that signed the contract and must be by the master's side?"
"Not necessarily, but if the master calls, you have to come back." The evil spirit replied cautiously, keeping his eyes fixed on the knife in Chuzheng's hand.
Chuzheng: "..." Get a hammer!
Chuzheng did not show any abnormality, and said calmly: "Since he is your master, protect him well."
"Yes yes yes." The evil spirits nodded again and again.
Chuzheng returned the evil spirit body to the bottle, and she threw the bottle to Xia Han.
"Will he hurt me again?"
"He dare not."
Xia Han nodded trustingly and exclaimed, "You are so amazing, little beauty."
Chuzheng is serious: "It's okay."
Xia Han was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing: "Little beauty, you are so cute."
Chuzheng was sure that Xia Han had nothing to do, and told him that he was going back to Dongfu City, but Xia Han did not hold back, but only told her to come and see him more when she had time.
Chuzheng was noncommittal.
Chuzheng left Taokong Mountain and floated towards Dongfu City.
When did she make the spiritual contract with Xia Han?
Chuzheng carefully recalled the situation in Lingshi at that time, and finally settled on the boy's kiss like a dragonfly.
At that time, she felt that her body had an abnormal heat, and she thought it was the body temperature of the boy, the feeling produced by contact with her body.
Now that I think about it, that is the power of the contract...
Can't let him know! !
(end of this chapter)
