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90. Evil, help me practice!(1/2)

Boom!

Boom!

It seemed like something heavy was hitting the bed board, and the vibration was very obvious.

Stab, stab, stab—

The knocking sounds were sometimes mixed with sharp, high-pitched scratching sounds, and the sounds continued, getting faster and faster, and more and more manic.

It scratched the board, over and over again, as if it would never end.

The cold floor was squeezed and made a creaking sound.

Under the empty bed, there are thick shadows.

The darkness here is deep and depressing.

Among the accumulated dust, there is a pair of scarlet eyeballs, emitting a faint light.

It stared outside the bed board, with strong cruel emotions flashing in its eyes, waiting for its prey to appear.

boom!

Suddenly, a heavy muffled sound suddenly sounded.

The sound of banging and scratching was instantly drowned out.

It was like someone punched the bed.

The violent force can be clearly felt through the bed board.

It was so frightened that it trembled all over.

Under such a huge force, the bed board should have shattered directly, but under the special rules of Guidi, it remained intact.

It's a little uncertain.

boom!

Another muffled sound.

This time, the scorching hot blood energy was transmitted, like a blazing sun.

There was a hint of fear in his eyeballs, and he silently retracted deeper into the bed.

It's scared.

It doesn't want to be an enemy of this kind of existence.

But the next second!

A ferocious, black and red ghost face appeared outside the small space under the bed and broke into its line of sight.

"caught you!"

There is an evil tiger roaring.

There is also a ferocious momentum that it has never experienced before, which seems to naturally restrain it.

Then, a big hand, wrapped in an extremely sinister aura, reached in.

******

"Humph, want to escape?"

Anle grabbed the evil spirit with one hand.

Qi and blood surged like a river, his muscles suddenly bulged, and he gave it two punches.

puff!

Xie Sui was hit with a huge force, his body twisted, he spat out a mouthful of black blood, and his breath quickly became weak.

He seemed to be dying, but he might die at any time.

This evil spirit that caused a lot of trouble for Anle in the deduction was a strange purple-black snake.

You can also see the appearance of a snake on the upper body.

The lower body split into three human-like arms. Each hand has a different shape and color, but without exception, they are all extremely dry and have a putrid smell.

The nails on one palm were extremely sharp, and the sound of scratching the bed board just now was made by it.

"The little thing looks quite unique."

Anle looked at the strange snake carefully, locked the spine with his palms, and shook it hard.

"Okay, stop pretending to be dead."

"hiss--"

The strange snake immediately let out a strange cry and curled its arms together in pain.

In the scarlet vertical pupils, resentment flashed, as well as a bit of strong fear.

It originally wanted to make a sneak attack while Anle relaxed his vigilance, but unexpectedly it was discovered.

The strange thing is that this terrifying weirdo could have killed it directly, but did not do so.

This gave Snake a glimmer of hope.

Then, it heard Anle say.

"Monster, I want you to help me practice!"

******

Five or six minutes later.

The Snake's aura was even more sluggish than before, and the ghostly aura on his body was thin and almost completely dissipated.

Its vertical pupils were filled with disbelief, staring intently at An Le not far away.

The energy and blood on the opponent's body surged, exuding a domineering and masculine aura.

It was as if the ghostly energy he had just forced into his body had no effect at all.

Oh no, it's not ineffective.

Instead, it had the exact opposite effect.

An Le's body is like a hot oven, swallowing, melting, and digesting the ghost energy incorporated into the flesh and blood, making the red blood and energy more and more vigorous, and the breath gradually reaches its peak.

Wait until all the ghost energy has been digested.

He turned to look at the languid strange snake, frowned slightly, and sounded dissatisfied.

"How come you don't even have any ghost energy at all?"

"I haven't had enough fun yet!"

Anle originally thought that the ghost energy in the evil spirit's body would recover quickly over time, allowing for sustainable fishing.

Unfortunately, the level of this strange snake is obviously not very high.

Now that it has been drained, it has no value.

Anle was about to blow it up casually.

But the strange snake hurriedly shouted: "Wait a minute, strong man!"

Its voice was hoarse and feminine, and it was indistinguishable from male to female, but the fear in its words was real.

"Oh, so you can talk?"

Anle raised his eyebrows, his joints creaking, and he unconsciously showed a fierce aura.

"Tell me, what do you want to say?"

The strange snake is not low in intelligence and is very smart. He guessed what Anle wanted and said flatteringly.

"What the strong man wants is our evil spirit."

"I can help you attract more evil spirits. In exchange, please spare my life."

Hearing this, Anle was a little moved, but quickly said with a sneer.

"How can you guarantee that you won't just run away or provoke the most ferocious kind of being to harm me?"

He had clenched his fists.

If the strange snake didn't give a reasonable answer, he would kill it with one punch.

Under the threat of death, the strange snake trembled with terror.

It hesitated for a moment, then opened its mouth wide, its throat moved up and down, and spit out a ball.

About the size of a baby's fist, it is purple-red all over, carrying a fishy and ominous aura.

"Ahem!"

The already weak monster snake's breath became weaker again, and it struggled to make a sound.

"This is a strange pill that can control my life at any time. Warrior, look..."
To be continued...
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