The red rope in Lin An's hand was definitely the most magical thing he could touch.

Even the little boss's spirituality hidden in his father's antler braincase, walnuts with brains, and drinks with moonlit lakes are not magical red ropes.

This thing can touch the spirit.

A spirit that neither witch hunters nor wizards can see!

Spirituality not only brought trouble to Lin An's daily life, but also touched him to another level that the current transcendent world could not reach.

Let him, who is not even an apprentice whether he is a wizard or a witch hunter, be able to deal with the crisis he faces in another dimension.

To apply his own profession, perhaps the wizard is a computer virus, and the witch knight is an anti-virus software, but the spiritual level touches the bottom of the computer system, allowing him to control or even disable the use of viruses and anti-virus software at the bottom level.

And now, he's trying like never before.

A war that belongs to him alone.

Spiritual warfare!

Even with the help of spirits, it was impossible for him to fully master the whipping technique overnight, but he was generally able to throw a red rope out of the strength of 'pumping'.

He couldn't get up from the ground as the muscular hunk said, but the force really came from the core of his waist and abdomen, along the shoulder blades and arms, and the wrist was deftly flaid.

The force of the shaking was not very strong, but after entering the rope, it suddenly entered a rotating cycle, and the force suddenly increased.

This increased force even almost staggered Lin An with him.

The red rope was not long, and the strength of this ring finally reached a critical point, as if something spinning at high speed broke free from the restraint and was thrown out.

The force became particularly heavy, so heavy that Lin An felt as if he was not wielding a rope, but a sledgehammer with a soft bamboo pole, and the last section of the rope was like a hammer, smashing towards the gray wolf.

Syllable~

There was a loud bang.

Wolf fur flying.

Lin An's face froze, and he was flashed!

"Roar~"

The gray wolf roared angrily, and Lin An didn't hear any human words from the roar, but an extremely wild beast roar.

It was obviously startled, and one rolled back, leaving the range that the red rope could reach, and slowly stared at Lin An in a circle.

The slender, muscular body was lowered, and the gaze became very dangerous with small steps.

This spirituality......

Lin An didn't know why he suddenly remembered what the black cat said - "I'm not all her, and she's not all me." ”

Yes, spirits possess the ability to rely on their own image, just as a cat jumps with dexterity and a gray wolf walks on all fours, with its own canine instincts.

Animal instincts!

Is it possible to think that spirituality and people in the real world share the same memories, emotions, thoughts, and everything, but because of the difference in body, they are really not people, they are beasts, and some are even monsters.

And whether it is a beast or a monster, they all have their own instincts that are completely different from humans.

You can't turn the gray wolf in front of you and the fat and greasy old Liu into the same, so you will suffer if you are not careful!

Lin An narrowed his eyes and stared at the gray wolf tightly.

It was as if he had stepped into a spiritual forest, and he was alone when he encountered a ferocious wolf with only a rope in his hand.

Can a man really beat a fierce and aggressive wolf?

Lin An suddenly sensed the problem, perhaps it was the casual communication with the multi-handed frog and the happy play with the black cat in the past that made him underestimate the danger of these spirits.

But he wasn't out of the question.

Quickly mobilizing the spiritual blood of Chen Shuyun's dark gold statue in the underworld in his body, assisting the rapid operation of the brain, assisting him to comprehend the charm of the black cat portrait faster and deeper, and helping him to enter the breathing state of the 'Spirit Cat Bow Body Stretching Method' shelf more deeply.

In the course of his past practice, he found that when he entered this state of breathing, he would naturally make some instinctive movements of cats.

Perhaps this state could be called the 'civet state'.

His shoulder blades twisted slightly, and he could feel the vertebrae driving his whole body to stretch and adjust the distribution of force in all dimensions of his body.

From the instinctive behavior of man, to the instinctive behavior of felines.

It's an amazing feeling.

He is obviously a person, obviously has a human body structure, but he exerts the athletic ability of a black cat in a harmonious state.

Thinking inevitably brought about a lack of concentration in his eyes, and the gray wolf was clearly aware of this state and swooped down.

It was extremely clever to take advantage of Lin An's visual problems on the spiritual and real-world levels, first jumping up from the sofa, its body flying under the tea table, and then penetrating through the tea table.

At this time, it is necessary to reflect the benefits of spiritual assistance to the brain and brainpower, obviously Lin An's field of vision has become a little loose because of his thinking, but all the pictures in his field of vision are reflected in the brain through the eyes, and the brain is quickly analyzed, and the most correct decision is quickly made.

"Smack!"

The red flying flick instantly hit the gray wolf's skull, and threw it straight away.

But it's a pity that the thirteen absolute 'pumping' of the rope throwing rope comes from the end of the rope, and the power of the smashing is taken to release the mellow strength.

Lin An didn't master these memories very skillfully, and the position of the rope that hit the gray wolf's head was in the middle of the rope, and the strength was not fully exerted.

The gray wolf turned his head again, turned around and opened his long mouth, his sharp and thick fangs were full of mucus, and his eyes stared at Lin An faintly.

It didn't hurt from it.

But at this moment, Lin An looked down at the red rope in his hand, and involuntarily twisted his shoulders and shook the red rope, "This feels so strange......"

In the state of a civet cat, he is driven by his vertebrae to exert his whole body, while the witch hunting knights' extraction is caused by the waist and abdomen.

The core of the vertebrae brings dexterity, and the core of the waist and abdomen brings strength.

So in the state of being a civet cat, a very abrupt feeling surged in my heart.

It shouldn't be this way!

Yes, it shouldn't be!

Lin An subconsciously let go of the control of his body, letting that black cat instinct fill his body more, and suddenly, his shoulders were tilted up, and then sank suddenly, and a very unique sense of dexterity suddenly appeared on his arms.

He looked at the gray wolf in front of him who began to swim again, and his left and right hands began to wriggle involuntarily.

It's as if an engine is in a hot cylinder.

There was an urge to give the gray wolf a big bibag.

In particular, the right hand holding the red rope trembled with excitement.

The spiritual self, the state of the civet brought about by the real-world physical practice of the 'civet bow stretching method', and the state of the civet brought about by the verve of the black cat's portrait, are giving him a beast instinct that belongs to the civet.

It's a strange feeling, even funny.

A beastly instinct built on everything from human memory, emotions, logical judgments, and so on.

It seems that on the spiritual level, animal nature and human nature are not simply opposing issues, they can rely on each other.

The bestiality on which human nature rests is no longer just the bestiality of a beast.

The human nature on which the beast nature rests is no longer just the human nature.

It's an amazing feeling.

The gray wolf was very aggressive, and launched another attack, constantly wandering around, swooping down to the place in front of Lin An, and leaping under the big desk, making a pounce action.

Lin An let his body instinctively control his body to react, and his left hand near the left side of the gray wolf popped out like lightning, shooting towards the position where the gray wolf would pounce next and appear.

Cat Punch.

Big Bike.

But the gray wolf was obviously extremely cunning, and took advantage of Lin An's gaze on the intersection of spirituality and reality, and deliberately paused under the desk before pounced.

The long, muscular mouth opened suddenly, and the big mouth full of fangs snapped towards Lin An's swinging left hand.

It all happened so fast, too fast to react.

The left hand was still waving, and it was too late to withdraw it, but the beastly instinct based on human nature that made Lin An feel particularly wonderful began to react.

The right hand retracted suddenly, and the force of the retraction drove the red rope to shake.

Thirteen rope throws, the word 'pump', pump!

Cat cat fist, eat me a big big bag!

The two were fused into one in an extremely strange way, and Lin An could feel the two strengths that appeared in his body, one extending from the vertebrae, and the other extending from the core of the waist and abdomen, and the two strengths worked together.

"Smack~"

The end of the red rope struck the gray wolf's neck with precision, and the huge force instantly flew out.