"Hmph! you deserve my respect for you?!" Hurley dismissively dismissively disregarded Mir's hand.

She knows the affairs of this third brother, ordinary, without any strengths, even the third sister who is studying outside is not as good, there is nothing to be afraid of.

This kid is very powerful and doesn't know how to be polite at all.

"Look at your face, it's flushed, it must be a cold, why don't you go back and put on an extra dress or two?" Mir reached out and touched her head.

More ghostly energy poured into Hurley's body from this contact.

Hurley's face instantly flushed with coldness.

This time the ghost aura was deadly, enough to quietly kill this child of several years old.

Why could Mir be so cruel to a child, you ask?

Very simple.

In Mir's eyes, all weak beings are no different from insects in his eyes.

Whether it is a man or a woman, whether it is old or young, whether weak is weak, there is no essential difference between them.

It's not worth caring about.

There is no sympathy either.

When a bug bites you, his choice is naturally to step on it.

Whether you are dead or not, it all depends on the will of God.

"Yawn!" Hurley also felt her body chill and couldn't help but sneeze.

Hurley rubbed her body, her flushed face was still arrogant, and said, "Hmph, since that's the case, then I'll put on some clothes and come over." Don't leave secretly, or I won't let you go!"

"Good. ”

Mir looked at the fourth sister in front of him, who would soon die due to the ghost aura of her body, and nodded.

Hurley trotted out of here.

She didn't know that even if she went back and wore an extra piece of clothing, it would not block the chill of her body, but would only gradually take away her vitality under the ghostly aura.

Ghostly energy: cold, weird, not a power that the living can touch.

The reason why Mir was able to cultivate the ghost qi with the body of a living person was because he was using his soul to forcibly suppress the ghost qi and prevent the ghost qi from affecting his body.

Despite this, his body was inevitably affected to some extent, making him physically poor and weak.

"Speaking of which, I should also find some way to transform this body, otherwise the physical body will remain weak all the time, which will not be good for me. Mill pondered.

Valerie walked over and whispered, "Master?"

Valery's voice woke Mir and brought him clear from his thoughts.

"Let's go. Mill replied.

The transformation of the flesh is not in a hurry, and without materials, he can't do anything to change.

The night passed.

Early the next morning.

No sooner had Mir brought Valery back to the family than a maid hurried over.

"Mr. Mill, it's a shame, Miss Hurley is sick, and Miss Winzer wants you to come and find her. ”

"Looking for her, why?" asked Mir, sure that his ghost might not be discovered.

The maid shook her head.

"I don't know, but Ms. Winzer was angry at the time, and your mother was there. ”

"My mother?" said Mir's expression froze.

"Is that woman bothering her?"

As a last resort, I had to follow the maid to Wen Ze's bedroom.

It was a luxurious room that could be seen at a glance.

Dark red style, there are all kinds of gold jewelry in the house, and even the carpet on the ground is with gold patterns, which is not luxurious.

There were still a few people standing in the room at this time.

As soon as he entered, Hurley's mother, Wen Ze, grabbed him directly by the collar, and the spit was about to spray on his face.

"What did you do to my daughter?!Why did Hurley get sick and pass out as soon as she came back!"

Mir raised an eyebrow and leaned back, moving away from her.

"Ms. Wenze, I don't know what you say again. ”

"Isn't it you!!!

Mir's face turned cold, and he slapped her hand away: "Ms. Wen Ze, even if you are an elder, you can't insult me like this!"

Everyone knows that I am just an ordinary person, and I have never cultivated anything at all, how can I do such a magical thing. ”

Mir can give Wen Ze a shimmer.

During these seventeen years, Mir grew up in the castle, and everyone in the castle knew that he was just an ordinary person.

Can an ordinary person do such a thing?

So he dared to hit Wen Ze directly in the face head-on, and the fight made a crackling sound

"But if it's not you, who can it be!" Wen Ze also came to her senses, but she was still suspicious of Mir, thinking that the time of her illness was too coincidental.

As soon as his daughter had a conflict with Mir, she became seriously ill that day and fell into a coma that night, knowing that Hurley was fine a few minutes before that night.

"Then what do I have to do with me!" Mir snorted coldly at Wen Ze and came to Aurora's place.

"Mother, let's go, this kind of person is not worth your visit at all!"

"Hmm. Aurora nodded and followed Mir out of the room.

Aurora already understood.

Wen Ze had nothing to do with his son when he appeared in this incident, and she was worried about being afraid, so she said good things to Wen Ze for a long time.

This man is simply shameless!

When Mir said that, everyone present came to their senses, and no one believed that Mir had done it.

They were not hindered from leaving.

In fact, if it wasn't Mir himself, if it was him, he wouldn't believe it himself.

"That's the difference in information. Mill thought silently in his mind.

In this world, he is the only one who cultivates ghost qi, and no one has ever been exposed to this kind of power, so no one can tell whether it is affecting Hurley, whether it is a disease, or a gloomy ghost qi.

On leaving here.

The moment he closed the door, he could see Wen Ze standing in Yuan Ding with a sad face, looking at Hurley on the bed, his eyes falling with tears.

Having been following Mir's side, Valerie had a vague guess.

A few people walked for a while.

"Then Mother, I'll go first. Mir began.

They hunted a lot of monsters last night.

Mir harvested a bunch of souls, hidden in his body, seized by his soul, waiting for him to consume.

"The older you get, the more reluctant you are to stay with me! Aurora said with a sigh.

Mir smiled awkwardly at this.

He was banished to the Void, and in order not to get lost in the Void, Mir fought desperately, manipulating his soul to explore the new world.

In the end, he finally found this world, but exploring in the void also consumed a lot of mental power, making his soul extremely weak.

As a last resort, choose this newborn baby body.

The body of a baby, the soul of a weakness.

The slightest accident will make you burp.

For safety reasons, he followed Aurora's ass 24 hours a day, for fear that something would happen and kill him.

Of course.

Although Mir is said to be a demon, he still has a self-principle.

Kindness will be rewarded!

Aurora protected him at that time and let him grow up safely, and he had the responsibility to let Aurora live a pain-free and disease-free life.

"I'm sorry, I'll let Valerie accompany you. Mill pushed Valerie beside him to Aurora.

"Well, that's it again. Aurora glanced at Valery, who smiled bitterly, and had to agree.

It's not the first time.

Ten years ago, Valerie was bought by Mir, and she was used as a tool by Mir. From time to time, it was thrown to Aurora, so that the two women could communicate with each other, so that Aurora would not be so boring.

Mir was also relieved of the two of them.

I don't know what's going on, but the two women were able to talk unexpectedly - I don't know where they got so much to talk about.

He went back to his room and locked the doors and windows.

Sit cross-legged on the bed.

Inner view.

He saw his own soul.

The appearance of the soul is no different from the appearance of the present physical body.

Soul-wise, his body was pitch black, his eyes were scarlet, his lips were purple, and he was about half a man tall.

His soul is like a jewel, crystal clear, faintly revealing reflections.

This is a manifestation of the soul cultivation to the extreme.

These colors on his soul represent the exercises he has cultivated, and they also represent the extraordinary side of his soul.

Black is the Extreme Soul Skill, red is the Blood Killing, and purple is the Heavenly Poison Method.

Cultivating Immortals: Change the body, change the soul, and let yourself move in a more mysterious direction.

The former is extremely soul-winning.

The latter two exercises were also cultivated by him to a certain realm.

Mir was able to use both of these exercises to bring about the power of soul change.

Bloody Killing: Can make the person who looks into his eyes gradually become manipulated by the killing intent and lose their minds.

Heavenly Poison Law: A kind of soul poison.

But it doesn't make much sense to say that.

Unless these two exercises are practiced again, these two abilities can only be reduced to the icing on the cake.

It is available.

But at most, it affects beings whose souls are weaker than Mir.

It's dispensable.

In Mir's soul, his hand was weakly clenched, and more than a dozen small souls like gray mist were firmly grasped by him.

"Are there eighteen monster souls?" Mir looked at the souls and began to work on the Extreme Soul Technique.

The soul of an ordinary person is the size of a hair.

The souls of those monsters are a little thicker than ordinary people. Well, just a little, very subtle.

In this comparison, Mir's half-human-tall soul is a giant among giants.

That's why he didn't choose to eat these souls directly.

It's so small.

He didn't have the qualifications to use it as food, and the domination accelerated his cultivation of ghost qi.

A soul seemed to be ignited out of thin air, and the green flames rose violently, and the soul burned rapidly, as if it could faintly hear the screams of pain.

A wisp of black smoke came out of the burning soul and was immediately absorbed by Mir.

His cultivation had sped up a lot, and if there was something in the progress bar, he could see that ninety-one percent of his progress was slowly rising.

After waiting for all these souls to disappear, Mir could feel that there was still a little bit left......

"Forget it, in that case, let's wait. ”