Fantasy Realization System

When renewing the fee at the front desk, the girl kept looking at Zhou Ming, as if looking at her baby. She looked left and right, always feeling that Zhou Ming's face was a bit familiar.

Zhou Ming was very uncomfortable, coughed twice, and said, "Isn't it all right?"

"Ah, well."

The girl's attention was quickly diverted by Zhou Ming. Zhou Ming took the room card, lowered his head, and quickly returned upstairs.

On the third floor, Zhou Ming stood in front of room 310 next to him, listening to the sparse gasps inside, a sneer appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Inside, is the room where the young man and the beautiful young woman were just now.

And this beautiful young woman, Zhou Ming still knows, she is Li Xingwen's wife, Huang Xiujuan.

Zhou Ming did not expect that Huang Xiujuan was still walking with a middle-aged man yesterday, but today, she was around another person.

The speed of changing men is faster than changing clothes.

Standing outside the door, Zhou Ming felt an extremely cold breath.

This is... the evil spirit!

His face changed slightly, and there was also a slight fluctuation in the pure Yang Devil in his dantian.

This evil spirit of Yin and evil spirits in his body exactly coexist and restrain each other. However, the evil spirit of Yin and evil spirits have the same origin. As long as he absorbs the energy of evil spirit of Yin, he can replenish the pure evil spirits in his body. Shame.

Zhou Ming remembered the look of fear in Li Xingwen's eyes when he left the interrogation room yesterday, and he sighed slightly before reaching out and knocking on the door.

"Who!"

In the room, Huang Xiujuan's cold shout came.

Zhou Ming grinned, "Room service."

Hearing the voice of a man, Huang Xiujuan was undressed and pulled over the sheet on the bed, covering the bones and filth on the ground, then twisted her waist and walked to the door.

After opening the door, Huang Xiujuan unabashedly exposed her body in front of Zhou Ming. When she saw the people outside the door clearly, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.

She smiled and said, "This little brother, he really has fate. I just met last night and met again today."

With that, Huang Xiujuan was about to reach out and pull Zhou Ming into the room.

Zhou Ming turned slightly to one side, avoiding Huang Xiujuan's palm, and sneered: "We have not only seen two sides, to be precise, we have met for the third time."

"Oh?"

Huang Xiujuan was startled, and said with a smile: "Little brother is really humorous. We obviously only met for the second time, but you have to say that we have met three times. Then, did we meet in a dream, or that kind of The dream of spring, commonly known as the dream of spring."

"Sorry, in my dreams, there would be no bus like you."

Zhou Ming looked at Huang Xiujuan with a cold look on her face.

Huang Xiujuan sensed something wrong with Zhou Ming, her expression suddenly became gloomy, and she asked, "Who are you?"

As she said, when she moved, a pitch-black palm suddenly hit Zhou Ming's back.

Zhou Ming did not evade, letting this palm blast himself into the room.

Huang Xiujuan gave up a position and let Zhou Ming enter the room.

Zhou Ming felt that there was an invisible force around him restraining himself. He stared at Huang Xiujuan coldly and said: "Li Xingwen actually married you, such an evil cultivator, I really feel worthless for him."

Hearing what Zhou Ming said, Huang Xiujuan's expression changed, "You have investigated me, are you from the Security Bureau?"

A thick murderous intent began to fill her eyes.

"You can guess if I am from the Security Bureau."

Even if restrained by Huang Xiujuan's evil power, Zhou Ming still has a calm expression.

"Huh! I don't care if you are from the Security Bureau. Since your goal is me, you have to be prepared to die."

With a move of Huang Xiujuan's palm, her sharp nails brought a wind, and the blink of an eye pierced Zhou Ming's chest.

"But so."

Huang Xiujuan let out a sneer. In her eyes, Zhou Ming was already dead.

"Indeed, but so."

Zhou Ming's voice sounded behind Huang Xiujuan, and the figure in front of her gradually disappeared.

Afterimage!

Huang Xiujuan was shocked, how could it be possible? He may break free from the shackles of Yin Sha power, he clearly, there is no...

wrong!

Huang Xiujuan turned around and stared blankly at the young man who was rubbing his wrist. He was exuding an extremely terrifying breath at this time.

bad! He is also a monk!

Huang Xiujuan's heart sank suddenly, and Zhou Ming's breath was extremely powerful. She had only felt this terrifying power in her master.

Zhou Ming saw Huang Xiujuan turn around and asked faintly: "I want to ask you, have you ever loved Li Xingwen?"

Huang Xiujuan couldn't calm down at this moment. Zhou Ming's question was directly ignored by her. Now she is full of thoughts. What should I do?

When encountering a monk with such a powerful cultivation base, Huang Xiujuan's subconscious reaction was to escape, because she was very afraid of death. As an evil cultivator, she knew very well that death is a terrifying thing.

"Snapped!"

Zhou Ming didn't give Huang Xiujuan a chance to think, and slapped her face.

Huang Xiujuan let out a painful cry, and her whole body rolled and hit the wall behind.

The severe pain stimulated Huang Xiujuan's nerves. With blood from the corners of her mouth, she stood up at once, with endless cold glow in her eyes.

Because there are no windows in the room, and the only passage is blocked by Zhou Ming.

Huang Xiujuan's only choice now is to head-to-head with Zhou Ming, she has no other choice.

She gritted her teeth and pierced her right index finger with her nail.

A drop of red blood fell, and a circular black array suddenly appeared on the ground.

"Ghost, now!"

Huang Xiujuan yelled, and the room was chilly for a while, and a dozen ghosts composed of evil spirits roared towards Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming's face was calm, standing still, motionless.

Huang Xiujuan was a little anxious. She originally wanted to use these ghosts to force Zhou Ming back, but Zhou Ming was unmoved. She bit through the tip of her tongue, all over her body was covered in layers of evil spirits, and together with these ghosts, rushed towards Zhou Ming.

With this blow, Huang Xiujuan had already bet everything, her palm, turning into a black sharp blade at this moment, pierced Zhou Ming's clothes in the blink of an eye and fell on his chest.

"Crack!"

The cold of the evil Yin Qi made a thin layer of frost on the surrounding walls.

Zhou Ming's hair was blown by the wind pressure driven by the terrifying force. He ignored the ghosts that rushed over and ignored Huang Xiujuan's sharp palms.

"Come!"

With a deep cry, one right hand grabbed Huang Xiujuan's neck, and more than a dozen ghosts transformed from evil spirits were submerged in Zhou Ming's body.

When Huang Xiujuan saw this scene, a look of horror appeared on her face.

Absorbing the evil spirit directly, there is such a monster in the world!

"Don't try to challenge my patience."

When Zhou Ming spoke, a wave of coercion swept out, Huang Xiujuan's messy long hair was blown away instantly, her perfect body was exposed to the air, and the snow white trembled slightly.

The white sheet beside the bed was blown, revealing a pile of bones.

Seeing the pile of bones, Zhou Ming's eyes grew colder and colder, "Your cultivation of the sixth level of Qi refining is obtained by swallowing the flesh and blood of strangers, no wonder your temperament is so chaotic. Isn't there a trace of conscience in your heart?"

"Conscience? My conscience disappeared the moment my parents abandoned me! I was infected with evil spirits, and I was a disaster star. Talk to me about conscience, hahaha!"

Zhou Ming didn't lock Huang Xiujuan's throat. She stared at Zhou Ming and roared hoarsely. In the end, she laughed very sadly.

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