Soul of Negary

Negri’s words made Brewer’s face paler. He had no choice from beginning to end. If he didn’t perform the task before, he would be pushed down or even accidentally killed. Now he also understands that he It is actually a punching bag.

Now it seems that he must die. If he does not die, there will be no steps behind him. Only he will die. When the two parties exchange interests later, the person behind him can say that a captain of the law enforcement team has left it to you. What are you dissatisfied with?

Using a captain of the law enforcement team that can be promoted at any time to reduce the loss of profits is very cost-effective for those big men.

What he had to do at this time was to die here and give the people behind him an excuse, otherwise he would have to bother other people to help him, and he could fight for the welfare of his family by himself. If you bother others, maybe you might Harm to family.

Just as Brewer was about to commit suicide, Negri seemed to see what Brewer was thinking and suddenly said, "But you seem to need a little help."

Brewer raised his head and looked at Negri with a hint of smile. He had never chosen, and suddenly found that he seemed to have another choice.

After half a ring, Brewer left Negri's office. Negri looked at the other side's back and continued to think about his plan.

After a short and long night passed, the sun had not yet risen, the early morning bird calls were particularly loud, and after the reincarnation ceremony collapsed, the life on the entire campus became more active.

Today is the last day of the magic dinner, and the previous scattered magic knowledge exchange meeting is not the focus. Tonight will be the climax of the magic dinner, and the appearance of the magic mother tire is the real carnival.

The inch-headed man was walking on the campus road, and his expression was a little sluggish. He had just returned from the red light outside the school, and vented his suffocated energy on those garbage people.

North is like a perfect goddess, who has been swaying in front of his eyes, neither refusing nor expressing his good intentions, making him feel that he still has a chance, so he works harder in front of her.

It’s just that a goddess in front of him couldn’t see and eat, and it was really tickling, so he slipped out of the college last night to vent the fire, wait for him to take a break, and go to class. During the lesson, I feel that North has been absent-minded recently. He needs to perform well, maybe he can go further.

It's just that the cramped Cuntou man didn't see behind the shadow of the tree beside the school road, a man with his head down looked at the Cuntou sombrely, holding his pocket with his hand.

"Don't you like Log? Don't you want to save him? You don't even dare to kill someone. Why should you say love him?" Let Landier make up his mind.

Without hesitation, Randir stood up, trotting to catch up with the inch-headed man, patting his shoulder with one hand.

"Who!" Cuntou now just wants to lie down in bed and take a good rest, then ran to Nuos to open the screen, turned his head impatiently, and felt a stomachache.

Landier looked a little fanatical, and stabbed him into the belly of the inch-headed man with a dagger.

Looking at the inch-headed man who was lying on the school road while covering his stomach, Randir calmed down unexpectedly. He felt that he was different at this moment, his body became lighter, and there was nothing to be afraid of. He who fights is no longer the old Landier who only blindly obeyed orders.

Randir stepped forward and lifted his foot on the inch-headed man’s mouth, making his screaming sound lower and lower. On the other side, he wiped off the blood from the dagger, regained his pocket, and looked around. Now It was still early, the surroundings were silent and no one was nearby.

Cuntou is struggling desperately, but because his limbs are weak, and his stomach has been stabbed with seven or eight knives, he doesn’t want that condition now.

With such doubts, the Cuntou stopped breathing, his skin shrivelled and shrivelled, and some white smoke poured into Randir.

Mickel was full of excitement, and finally killed a sacrifice. In this way, he gained some strength, he did not have to rely on Randir, he can get rid of this embarrassment.

It was just the facts that told Michelle that he thought too much.

At the first moment when white gas poured into his body, he felt bad. His weak body couldn't bear the magic of life at all, and forcibly eating the magic of sacrifices would only kill him.

Fortunately, Mickel's sanity now returned to normal, and he was a bit wise to use these life magics to make a contract with Landier.

Mikael receives part of the life magic, waits until these magical powers are digested, strengthens the maggot body, and then collects the magic that exists in Landier.

"It's awful." Miquel had no choice but to compromise under the influx of magic power. The maggot's body twisted and changed quickly, and the magic of life was promoting his rapid growth.

"Wryyyyy!" A golden ball floated in front of Negri, screaming with joy.

Negri raised his head and looked at the golden ball that was invisible to the average person. This was his spirit. After absorbing the evolutionary will for a night, he grew into his current appearance and was able to make a simple voice.

"What is a pleasant evolutionary will?" Negri asked. After a night of eating, Tuanzi has become particularly picky. Some overflowing evolutionary will have been unable to make it grow, and now a sudden voice is heard. , Presumably has gained some strong evolutionary will.

The golden ball stretched out several tentacles and fluttered to Negri's side, thin tentacles rubbing Negri's neck.

"Would you like to try it? Can I puncture my neck? I'm still human. If the wound is deep enough, I will die." Negri reached out and pinched the ball and asked the spirit seriously.

"Wryyyyy..." The danzi hurriedly released the tentacles, before explaining that it was just showing intimacy.

Facing the heart-shaped dumplings again, Negri released the dumplings and smiled: "I'm kidding too."

The golden ball fell silent again and dared not continue to explore. Although it was born from the idea of ​​Negri, as time went on, he became more and more difficult to understand Negri, as if Negri was improving every moment.