"Why is it carried by the slaves!" Carol shouted dissatisfiedly, "Obviously you asked for it." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"If I say you believe it, then I'm an abettor at best. Bulso coughed and shifted his gaze: "Don't grind, if you want to do it, solve it quickly." Don't you believe me?"

"The slave believes you......" Carol hesitated for a moment, but still moved his hand. She took a deep breath and put her palms together, casting a spell that activated the spell. Suddenly, the tooth marks that had not been bitten by Carol began to glow red, indicating that it had begun to activate.

"What's going on?" Carol looked puzzled, "That's not what the slaves released." Didn't I use it before and now I misplaced it?"

"No, that's right. You have a strong ability to imitate, master. Seeing that the result was as he expected, Bulso's expression was extremely relaxed: "Such a dangerous thing can only be left to you to do." Because both sigils are the same and your newly released ones can't be triggered, only the old ones will be activated. The moment it started activating but didn't officially activate it, I cast a spell to destroy it. ”

"Slave, slave, of course it's powerful!hey, hey, hey......" Carol blushed and smirked a few times, "But won't it be a problem to activate the spell mark now?" ”

"No way. Bulso coughed seriously: "I am such a powerful person, I must be able to grasp the opportunity perfectly." About three minutes later, it was the moment of truth. Trust me, I'm steady. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Bernie's soul was suddenly stripped from his body and drilled directly into Carol's mouth.

The whole process took less than a second, and it was not clearly seen at all.

Both of them stayed where they were, as if time had stood still.

If the person who cast the curse was watching now, he would probably have been laughing madly at the sight of these two retards.

The atmosphere at this time can no longer be described as just embarrassing and cold. It's a maddening silence and embarrassment.

Bourso: ".............................."

Carroll: ".............................."

"Hey, hey, hey?!" trembling with fright, Carol covered her throat and panicked: "This...... What's going on?"

"What should I do in this situation?!" Bulso was even more frightened: "Master, you should think of a way!"

"How do the slaves know! aren't you a demon hunter?" Carol coughed in horror as she pounded her chest, "You take responsibility for me!

"I ...... I was like this!But who knew that master, you activated the spell mark more than ten times faster than others!" Bulso immediately tried to shirk responsibility: "You are so powerful, then solve it yourself?"

"The slave family has never encountered such a thing!" Carol's expression looked like he was about to cry: "My stomach is so swollen......"

"Cut, there's no way!" Gritting his teeth, Bulso took a deep breath and decided to use his stunt: "It can only be solved by violent methods...... By the way, master, do you like pink bears?"

"Uh-huh, of course—huh!" As soon as he answered a few words, Carol was suddenly punched in the stomach by the witcher, and then knocked down by his flying feet and slammed into the ground. Bulso wasted no time in stepping on it, trampling many feet in succession.

Confused by the beating, Carol wailed loudly in pain, and finally spat out the soul that looked exactly like Bernie in a violent cough. Bulso then grabbed it and shoved it back into Bernie's mouth.

"Mixed ...... Bastard. Carol got up weakly, still coughing, and his expression was unlovable: "You dare to hit your master......"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Kicking it to the side, Bulso immediately checked Bernie's body: "No problem, the situation is stable." ”

"The slave family is going to slaughter you!" Carol still looked sad and angry, and tears broke out in pain: "Can't you do it lightly? Say no in advance!"

"Isn't that afraid that you will hurt?" said Bulso with an innocent look.

"It hurts now, okay?!" After yelling angrily, Carol held her breath: "Have you done it?"

"That's it. Bulso nodded, reassuring: "This time it must be fine." ”

In an instant, the soul poked out of its mouth again and flew quickly towards the window. Immediately feeling a big slap in the face mercilessly by reality, Bulso was annoyed and angry, and got up and ran directly to the window: "Hey, bastard!

However, Bernie's soul slammed directly into the window, seemingly unaware that he couldn't pass through the wall. Bruso was about to taunt it when he found out loud that the transparent bastard had opened the window of his own and tried to float out.

Why would this thing open the window by itself!, Bulso immediately reached out and pulled the soul back, shoving him back into Bernie's mouth. However, it still tried to escape, so it came out of Bernie's mouth again, but was slammed back.

Once the soul is stripped of its body by an evil spell, it will subconsciously not want to return to the body. It's hard to believe, but that's what it is.

"Oh my god, it seems like I've finally settled down......," Bulso gasped heavily, and Bernie gagged tightly, feeling tired, "Almost won't run out again—no, I can't say that." Every time I say something like that, I'm immediately unlucky. ”

Fortunately, perhaps because he didn't say everything, Bernie's soul really didn't run out again this time. The two of them paused for a moment, and sat back on the couch tiredly.

"The sweet cake slave at night wants to eat a double layer!" Carol touched his head and expressed his dissatisfaction: "How many times have you beaten me this moment?"

"Beating is kissing and scolding, what do you mind? You can't find anyone who can beat you at will except me. Cherish the opportunity to be beaten...... This is not easy to come by. Coughing, Bulso, who had just finished talking about the serious topic with a straight face, turned his head and took a breath: "Anyway, this will solve the crisis of the curse seal." Now the question is who cast this spell on him?"

"......" turned his head to look at Carol, who was eating bread, and Bulso, who had hoped for some response, had to shake his head and think to himself: the spellcaster was probably still in ambush in Eternal Winter, and may have bitten others.

Suddenly, Bulso squinted his eyes and froze for a moment: Carol had that spell mark on the back of his neck.