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Chapter 1175: Give up the idea of summoning Xiao Muzi


These spirits soon gathered together and formed a black encirclement that directly surrounded me.

The already dark consciousness was surrounded by these resentful spirits, and my eyes widened, and the only thing I could see clearly was the red eyes.

If this is replaced by someone else, it can scare the gall alive, which is what the old people commonly call scared to death.

However, for me, I've seen a lot, and I haven't seen any terrible scenes Isn't it just a bunch of little resentful spirits who create a scary environment and want to scare me into laughing However, I still don't dare to underestimate the ability of these little resentful spirits, if these little guys start a madness, they can rush up directly, each guy bites me, and eats my soul hard.

The reason why that ghost thing has summoned so many little resentful spirits is because of this calculation in his heart, how can I let it succeed However, the question now is whether I can withstand the attacks of these little evil spirits on my own I suddenly thought of Xiao Muzi, Xiao Muzi is a soul, if there is it, one bite at a time, it doesn't take much effort to eat all these little resentful spirits. alas I really miss my little Muzi, the partner who has been with me from birth to death.

I had the impulse to summon Xiao Muzi with my mind, but after thinking about it, I might as well forget it Xiao Muzi should still be angry with me, even if I summon it with my mind, I don't know if it will ignore my sister.

Thinking backwards, I still gave up the idea of summoning Xiaomuzi to help, and decided to face these little resentful spirits on my own.

Although I am indeed a little outnumbered, it does not mean that there must be no chance, and in the end, I will have to carry it to the death.

Because there are still so many people who care and worry about me, waiting for me to get back on my feet For their sake, for my own sake, I must not give up easily, even if the odds of winning are only one percent, I have to give it a go.

I still have a 50% chance if I don't get a Ph.D., and if I don't have a Ph.D., I don't even have a 1% chance.

The little spirits around my body, staring at my every move with scarlet eyes, kept staring at my every move, and I didn't move.

The scriptures in my mouth never stopped, although my brain kept working fast, thinking about what to do next.

However, this has become a habit, and my grandmother often asks me to memorize the scriptures, and over time, even if I am suddenly distracted, the scriptures have made me memorize backwards, and I will not memorize a word wrong because of a momentary distraction.

It's just that the scriptures that I memorize without distractions will turn into gold and float in front of my eyes, while the scriptures that I memorize without distractions will not turn golden.

However, it will still have some deterrent effect on those ghost things around you.

Just like now, the little resentful spirits that surrounded me were eager to try, eager to rush up and bite me and eat my first soul.

However, because the scriptures in my mouth have not stopped, I have formed an invisible protective circle for myself.

Those little wraiths could only stare at me with redder eyes, and they didn't dare to rush to me, and even in a hurry, I could hear their teeth gnashing. aa2705221: