Chapter 162: If you get used to it, you get used to it

Chapter 162 of the main text volume is used to it when there are more

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"Hey, Lao Tzu has been on the road for so many years, and I've seen heroes save beauty, but it's really rare for such a beautiful chick to be a hero!" The angry man smacked his lips, his eyes looked left and right at the girl in white, and he only felt that saliva was about to flow out.

"One dragon and two phoenixes, Lao Tzu's luck is really good today." Although he felt that the girl in white in front of him was too calm, how could he care so much when he was already carried away by ****? While approaching with a knife, he tried his best to make a vicious shape: "This chick in white, I called you, did you hear that!" โ€

"Be careful!" Although she felt that the eyes of the girl in front of her were a little cold, Chen Xin couldn't help but exclaim, and hurriedly reminded the girl in front of her.

The girl in white nodded at her, then put away the smile on the corner of her mouth, and turned her head sharply: "You, not a good person." โ€

The tattooed man shuddered by her cold gaze, and then suddenly came back to his senses, but she was just a little girl, what was there to be afraid of? Looking at it carefully, the girl in front of her was really beautiful, and she couldn't help but exclaim: "What a cold little beauty, is it a little dragon girl?" Master, I am indeed not a good person, good people do not live long, disasters live for thousands of years, haven't you heard of this, little beauty? Cheering himself up, he forced him over again with a knife.

The girl in white was still expressionless, but she gently raised her slender fingers and gently swiped in front of him as if she were gently petting a pet.

"What a beautiful finger ......," the tattooed man thought. I only felt a sudden warmth in my neck, and then my eyes shook, and my vision seemed to suddenly become much shorter. As his eyes grew darker, he saw his arms, his legs, neatly piled on the ground. "It's like a slice of bread," was his last thought.

Chen Xin couldn't control her feelings anymore, and a sharp voice came out of her mouth, echoing in the alley, like a soprano. The scene in front of her was completely beyond her imagination: a big living person, just like that, was so lightly fingered by the harmless girl in white in front of her, it became as terrifying as Ling Chi - even in the most terrifying nightmare, Chen Xin had never seen such a scene.

And the girl in white in front of him. But as if he had just done a trivial thing, he looked back at Chenxin, but he still didn't have any expression.

Chen Xin couldn't help but take a step back, only to feel a chill in her back rushing to her head. Although the girl in front of her did save herself, this kind of indifference to life as nothing really makes people unable to give birth to half of the idea of kindness.

The girl in white suddenly opened her mouth slightly, and a very nice voice came: "Where does the old Wang Ba you said live?" โ€

Chen Xin couldn't help but swallow her saliva. The girl suddenly asked. What is the meaning? Glancing at the pile of "things" behind her that no longer saw the human form, Chen Xin couldn't help but shudder again: what does this girl mean. You don't want to kill him, do you?

Shaking her head violently, Chen Xin only felt that her voice was a little trembling: "He, although he is not a good thing, but ...... His ...... who did not sin unto death"

"The wicked deserve to die." The girl's voice was soft and soft, as crisp as a bird in the woods. Just listen to Chenxin's ears. But it was as terrible as a butcher who had killed countless people, and he couldn't help but step back step by step. Then, I only felt dizzy in front of my eyes, and as soon as it was dark in front of my eyes, I lost consciousness.

Mu Fan walked out of the corner of the alley. Retracted his fingers that glowed with white light, looked down at Chenxin who fell to the ground, and sighed. When the girl in white saw him, her eyes, which were originally emotionless, brought out a look of joy and panic, but it didn't seem as cold as before: "Mu, Mu Fan? โ€

Walking in front of Huang Weiwei, Mu Fan looked at her quietly, her eyes did not blink, and her voice did not rise and fall at all: "Who are you now?" โ€

"I, I'm ......" Huang Weiwei, who was dressed in white, covered her head violently, her expression looked a little painful, "I'm ...... I'm Weiwei Huang! I, I ......"

Huang Weiwei's somewhat scattered gaze fell on the mess of meat not far away, and her gaze became a little dull again: "I, I killed someone...... Mu Fan, this is not a dream, this is not a dream, I really killed someone, I really killed someone......"

Repeating this sentence in a slurp, Huang Weiwei's eyes suddenly lost their brilliance, and then her body fell to the ground limply.

Mu Fan sighed, and his figure flickered and took Huang Weiwei in his arms. When I looked at her again, she had already fainted, and her breathing still seemed to be a little rapid, but it didn't seem to be anything else.

Far away, Hu Yanan also rushed over, a little out of breath: "Fainted? What's the situation? โ€

Mu Fan briefly introduced, and then said, "What do you think?" โ€

Hu Yanan frowned: "In her situation, the old lady feels a bit like a dual personality." What do you think? โ€

Nodding, Mu Fan said, "It's a little similar." Huang Weiwei has always been a good-hearted good child before, and when she suddenly came into contact with the memory of Yaoguang's peerless sword, she naturally subconsciously chose to escape. In this case, it is normal to split into a sub-personality. However, it seems that this sub-personality is not completely severed, and when I call her, it seems to have regained her original self. For a while, the memory conflicted, and he fainted so suddenly. โ€

"What are you going to do?" Hu Yanan asked.

"Dual personality is not a good thing, not to mention that her personality is just in line with Yaoguang's sword intent, if she is allowed to do so, her main personality may be suppressed." Mu Fan muttered in a low voice, "It seems that the more reliable way is to let her master accept that she is the reincarnation of Yaoguang, and it is best to make her feel that killing people is not so difficult to accept, it is just a normal means." In this way, her sub-personality has no support, and it naturally dissipates. โ€

"Is it reliable? I am very familiar with that little girl's temperament, and she doesn't even dare to kill chickens, do you want her to get used to killing? That's a bit too difficult. Hu Yanan spread his hands and said that he was not optimistic about this at all.

"If you do more than you do such a thing, you will naturally get used to it. Since Huang Weiwei is destined to have nothing to do with the inner world, it is not a bad thing to get used to it as soon as possible. It's a bit difficult, but I think it's still worth trying. If it really doesn't work, I'll think of something else. Mu Fan thought for a while and replied. In his heart, he thought that if he really couldn't do it, let the little girl from rock candy help, and the two of them should be able to forcibly separate these two personalities. It's just that if this is the case, it will inevitably damage his soul, and it can only be regarded as a helpless solution.

"Let's go, take her back first." Mu Fan glanced at Chenxin who was swept in next to him again, and frowned, "This ...... here" (to be continued.) For mobile phone users, please visit wรจnhttp://mnet

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