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Chapter 1087: Chapter 1075: The Superior Leader (36)

All the black mist went toward the witcher spirit who had occupied Hu Jiu’s body, completely enveloping her.

Hu Jiu’s face was partly hidden in the black mist; for a while, it was angry and resentful, and for another while, it smiled charmingly.

Hu Jiu was still fighting for control of the body against the witcher spirit.

But obviously the witcher spirit had control now.

“Get out of my body!”

Hu Jiu was scared at this moment.

The witcher spirit didn’t intend to give her body back at all. It had been lying to her.

This was her body, why should it be occupied!

She hadn’t taken revenge. This was her body, hers...

“Don’t worry, I’ll help you take revenge,” the witcher spirit said to Hu Jiu.

“No...”

Before Hu Jiu could finish her sentence, the witcher spirit suppressed her. Then the witcher spirit walked out of the black mist with a smile.

But when it came out of the black mist, a blast of sharp wind aimed at its face immediately. She snorted and avoided it easily, the black mist behind her floating into her body constantly.

Soon... I will be able to merge with this body completely.

By then, even the monster that had been released by the beast god would be unable do anything to it.

The more the witcher spirit thought about it, the more confident it became, and it looked down upon Ming Shu’s attack very much.

“Do you think you can do anything to me now?”

Ming Shu shook the branch in her hand. “Why should I do anything to you? I just...”

She smiled. “I’ll beat you up.”

“Heh...”

Before the witcher spirit could speak any sarcastic words, Ming Shu suddenly rushed over, so the witcher spirit had to engage in battle.

The black mist flashed and vanished in the air. The witcher spirit tried to aim the black mist at Ming Shu’s body, but Ming Shu avoided it successfully each time.

This girl was powerful...

The witcher spirit attacked more fiercely. The black mist coming out of the big pit gradually reduced, and right now the mist was floating all around the witcher spirit.

It gathered all the black mist in its hand with one move, forming a black mist ball.

“Go!”

The witcher spirit gave the order in a low voice.

The black mist ball then sped over to Ming Shu like a cannonball.

Ming Shu smiled even wider. She gripped the branch and struck it against the black mist ball from the middle.

Boom!

The branch cut open the black mist ball and caused a slight churning in the air, then the black mist scattered away.

The witcher spirit’s eyes widened slightly.

How could it be...

The witcher spirit made to attack again and tried to gather the scattered black mist. But just as it started to move, a green leaf fluttered down, passing its fingertips and falling to the ground.

“It’s over.”

The female’s clear and smiling voice sounded from ahead.

The witcher spirit looked up to see a smiling face.

Ming Shu smiled and grabbed the witcher spirit by its wrist, giving it a handsome overarm throw. The witcher spirit was thrown onto the ground. It made to stand up subconsciously, but the slightly cold green leaves reached the tip of his nose.

“Don’t move.”

The branch was soft and looked powerless.

But the witcher spirit could feel a strange force attached onto it and felt a chill in its heart, not daring to move around.

The branch rose and fell, hitting the witcher spirit constantly.

“Who did you call a monster before? Who? Why did you call him a monster! Who is a monster! Who is a monster!”

The witcher spirit’s face paled immediately. The soft branch hit it like it was going to beat it out of Hu Jiu’s body.

“He is a monster!” the witcher spirit insisted.

Ming Shu smiled brighter. “How dare you, how dare you call him a monster...”

The branch rose and fell more frequently. At first, the witcher spirit gritted its teeth and bore the beating, but gradually it felt it couldn’t endure any longer.

Hu Jiu was still fighting against it inside for control of her body.

Finally, a ball of black shadow bounced off from Hu Jiu’s body. The witcher spirit was a mass of black mist, but it could disguise itself as any shapeshifter.

Ming Shu reached out to grab the witcher spirit that was going to escape.

The witcher spirit didn’t even know why it could be caught. It didn’t have a solid body!

Why can she catch me with her bare hands?

“Don’t run away, I’ve got more facts and information to tell you.”

“...”

The witcher spirit was thrown onto the ground and received another chaotic beating from Ming Shu then.

She allowed it to get out because she wanted to beat it up like this.

How dare it say her little goblin was a monster.

DOes it think it can judge my little goblin casually?

I’ll beat you to death!

...

Hu Jiu made great efforts to get control of her own body again. After feeling some dizziness, she opened her eyes to see the witcher spirit rolling around on the ground.

She swallowed and moved backward carefully.

As long as she was alive, there would still be hope.

Hu Jiu continued stepping back carefully and was ready to sneak away.

But just as she turned around, she saw a person standing behind her. His dark, emotionless eyes were staring at her.

Cold sweat dripped down Hu Jiu’s back.

Hu Jiu was pulled back by Yun Huang.

The power the witcher spirit had attached to her body disappeared when the witcher spirit left the body. Besides, Ming Shu gave this body a fierce beating just now, so she was by no means a match for Yun Huang.

“I was wrong, I was wrong...!” the witcher spirit screamed. “I won’t dare do it again. I’ll go back right away, please stop.”

Hu Jiu: “...” Was this really the noble witcher spirit?

Ming Shu stopped and bent over to look at the witcher spirit, which was curled in a small ball on the ground. “Tell me...”

The witcher spirit didn’t dare to breathe—of course, it didn’t know how to breathe, either.

What does she want me to say?

Ming Shu poked it with the branch that had almost lost all its leaves. “Is there only one witcher spirit in the world?”

The witcher spirit: ???

You targeted me only for the title of witcher spirit?

“You are the witcher spirit, you are, you are the only one...” In order to save its life, the witcher spirit had given up defending its identity.

Ming Shu seemed to be happy now. She looked aside at Yun Huang. “What now?”

Different people specialize in different skills, so she’d just leave the follow-up to professionals.

Yun Huang went forward with a blank expression. Ming Shu made way for him and also didn’t forget to warn the witcher spirit. “Don’t move.”

The witcher spirit: “...” Okay, okay, I dare not.

Yun Huang drew the beast god patterns around the witcher spirit.

It was similar to the one from that night but seemed a little different.

Yun Huang took out the small wooden tablet he brought with him. The witcher spirit saw the wooden tablet and a mass of black mist shaking, as if there was a vibrator inside it.

Yun Huang put the wooden tablet under the black mist and prepared to say the spell.

But not waiting for Yun Huang to begin, the witcher spirit took the initiative to get inside.

Yun Huang: “...”

Although the witcher spirit went in voluntarily, Yun Huang still said the awkward-sounding spell. Just as he finished the sentence, the wooden tablet disappeared into thin air like the heart before.

Yun Huang’s face was very pale. The lines of his forehead looked like they had been soaked in blood, red and coquettish.

Ming Shu opened her arms. Yun Huang staggered over and saw his own reflection in Ming Shu’s eyes. He leaned on Ming Shu and asked slowly, “Did I... become uglier again?”

Ming Shu sized him up carefully for a moment, then nodded her head sincerely and seriously. “Yes.”

Yun Huang raised a hand to cover his face and turned his head aside, not willing to make direct eye contact with Ming Shu.

She would dislike him.

But Ming Shu who had said those hurtful words didn’t think she did anything wrong at all. Instead, she liked his reaction and intended to bully him more.

But Hu Jiu who was lying on the floor and pretending to be dead stopped her crazy thoughts.