Chapter Seventy-Seven: Who Is It?
Vanessa, synonymous with Lady Thorns.
And at this moment, the other party, who should have fallen like the rest of the gods of Navia, appeared in front of the high evil spirits.
Looking at the thorn lady who was silent and walking towards him, the bitterness and sourness of the higher evil spirits were intertwined, and finally they all turned into grief and indignation.
It knew that it was definitely not a good thing for its contractor to let it come.
Every time it's the most unpredictable of these situations.
Again, the mortality rate is simply outrageously high.
Of course, if you can not die, the high evil spirits still hope that they do not have to die.
So, it kept smiling and looked at the Thorn Lady who was getting closer and closer.
And then......
Call!
The blizzard is even bigger.
The special power hidden in the blizzard is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.
The higher evil spirits were frozen immediately.
It turned into an ice sculpture.
He still had that dry smile on his face.
However, immediately, the High Evil Spirit broke free from such shackles with its own 'talent'.
Death is no stranger to the High Evil Spirits.
What is strange is that after death, it did not return to Qin Ran's side, but stayed where it was.
The breathing of the High Spirits became rapid.
My throat was even more dry.
Although it sensed that the power was suppressed, it never expected it to be to this extent.
"Ms. Vanessa, I think we should talk."
The High Spirits are starting to find ways to stall for time.
However, Lady Thorn was clearly unwilling to say more, so she just raised her hand and waved.
The High Spirits were frozen again.
Then, it reappeared.
Then, the blizzard hit again.
In the face of the inevitable blizzard, the faces of the higher evil spirits are green.
It is 'immortal'.
In the conventional level of cognition, there is nothing wrong with such a statement, but its 'immortality' is not painless.
Every death.
It all goes through a corresponding amount of suffering.
And dying under the ice is not a good memory.
One 'died' twice in a row, and the third time was about to come, and obviously, the fourth time would not be far away, and when I thought of this, the higher evil spirits had no scruples.
In this particular environment, it has no means to deal with it, but that doesn't mean it doesn't have the 'power to fight back'.
"Come on! Come on! ”
"What I have suffered now, you will surely bear in the near future!"
"My boss won't let you go!"
"You self-righteous fellow!"
"Do you think everything you're doing is hidden?"
"Tell you!"
"Everything you did, it was expected by the boss, and you lost from the beginning!"
The words continued, and during this time, the High Evil Spirit was frozen four times, each time faster and more ruthless than before, and the High Evil Spirit was even more miserable.
From the ice sculpture at the beginning, the moment the ice sculpture was formed was shattered.
The High Evil Spirits have experienced more than once what it means to be crushed to pieces.
And this pain did not stop it from fighting back, but it completely let go of everything and began to scold.
Death anyway.
It's better to have a good time.
"You ugly old witch!"
"No, it's Gargamel hiding in a rat box!"
"Your skin has been festering for a long time, hasn't it?"
"Aren't you just a shell now?"
"Do you dare to look in the mirror?"
The continuous cursing made the High Evil Spirit feel extremely happy, and it looked at the silent Thorn Lady, and felt a sense of pride in its heart.
What happened to the gods?
What happened to the people behind it?
Haven't you been scolded by it until you have nothing to say?
The pride in his heart made the curses of the higher evil spirits faster and faster.
But when it sensed some inexplicable fluctuations around the Thorn Lady, which caused her heart to palpitate, the High Evil Spirit instantly stopped talking.
It sensed a force that clearly threatened its origins, and an awkward smile appeared on its face.
"That, that...... I may have just made a slip of the tongue. ”
"I'm a person who likes to talk back when I'm nervous."
"A beautiful, graceful, and alluring god like you won't mind, right?"
"Your skin is as smooth as satin, as white as milk, and even the sun will dim when you appear in the mirror."
The High Spirits praised Lady Thorn with all their might.
But it doesn't work at all.
The power that made it palpitate was still gathering rapidly.
The High Evil Spirit wisely kept its mouth shut.
It knew it didn't need to bother anymore.
The other party really wants to kill it.
Is it, a poor fellow with no pay, no vacation, no reward, and only treated like a laborer by his own contractor, finally going back to nothingness?
Think about it seems ...... There's nothing wrong with that, right?
However, if you just return to nothingness, you are really a little unwilling.
So, as the power enveloped in the blizzard, the High Evil Spirit raised his hands and raised two middle fingers at the Thorn Lady.
Like a fuse, when these two middle fingers were erected, the force wrapped in the blizzard completely exploded.
The higher evil spirits were drowned like mustard.
Palm-sized snowflakes flew everywhere, obscuring the already poor vision.
The wind was like a knife, cutting the skin again and again, causing the high evil spirits to feel pain.
And a touch of ...... Hot?!
Pain?
Hot?!
It's not dead?!
The High Evil Spirit, with its eyes closed, opened a slit.
Immediately, it saw the familiar black figure.
In a snowy white, incomparably abrupt black, there was a raging flame, not only melting the surrounding ice and snow, but also scorching the wind.
The inexplicable power that had a fatal effect on it vanished under the demonic flames.
Peace.
Looking at this piece of black, the higher evil spirit felt unprecedented peace of mind, and an unprecedented excitement surged from the bottom of his heart.
"I knew it! I knew you'd come to my rescue, boss! ”
The High Evil Spirit shouted excitedly.
"Hmm."
"You're good and valuable."
Qin Ran nodded and said bluntly.
Suddenly, the faces of the higher evil spirits collapsed.
"If you don't say the rest of the story, I'll be immensely grateful."
The High Evil Spirit pursed the corners of his lips.
And this is the limit of the resistance of the high-level evil spirits, in the face of Qin Ran, it will definitely not dare to make any more excessive and outrageous moves.
But I was holding my breath in my heart, it was too uncomfortable.
Thankfully, there is an excellent 'choice' in front of us.
Standing behind Qin Ran, the high-level evil spirit showed a head, and after raising a middle finger at the thorn lady not far away, he raised his middle finger again, and said word by word: "I was nervous again just now, so, you are an old witch with festering skin!" Come on! Come here! You have the ability to come here! ”
The clamor of the High Evil Spirit caused the Thorn Lady's breath to tumble.
Immediately, the high-level evil spirit shrank its neck and hid behind Qin Ran.
However, Lady Thorn didn't make a move.
She looked at Qin Ran.
Similarly, Qin Ran was also looking at her.
"Who are you?"
Qin Ran frowned and asked.