After I was reborn, I became the most ruthless cub in the whole continent

Chapter 110 Being Targeted
"Little Whale, I'll go out for a while." Song Jingmo lay face down, and when he heard Bu Yu's words, he answered in a daze.

When Sang Zhixia and the others came back and knocked on the door to ask her to go out for dinner, the drowsy Song Jingmo slowly got up from the bed.

After sleeping for a long time, I feel more sleepy.

After dinner, Song Jingmo still looked sluggish, and the senior sisters looked at each other with the same worry on their faces.

They had never seen Song Jingmo so sleepy, as if he would fall into a deep sleep in the next second and never wake up again.

Sheng Zhichun injected some spiritual power into Song Jingmo. If the body is tired, the wood attribute spiritual power can quickly relieve fatigue.

Her thinking was simple, she knew that there would be nothing wrong with inputting her spiritual power to the little junior sister at this time.

But the spiritual power was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it disappeared after entering Song Jingmo's body.

Sheng Zhichun didn't believe in evil, so he held Song Jingmo's wrist and continued to input spiritual power.

This time, it is not a matter of the spiritual power inputted disappearing.

"Junior Sister, your body is actively absorbing my spiritual power." Even so, Sheng Zhichun did not let go, nor did he stop his spiritual power from being absorbed.

If you just need spiritual power, it's okay for the little junior sister to absorb all the spiritual power. She can recover after practicing for one night.

With the same cultivation base as a middle-level spiritual master, Sheng Zhichun only felt that his spiritual power was being consumed at an alarming rate.

Song Jingmo felt something was wrong, shook his head, and wanted to pull his hand out.

Sang Zhixia put the back of her hand on the forehead of the little junior sister who looked a little silly, feeling the hot temperature, her expression was no longer calm.

"Little Junior Sister? Little Junior Sister? Can you hear me?"

Song Jingmo watched Sang Zhixia dangling in front of him, and after a while, several Sang Zhixia separated, knowing that he was hallucinating.

"Senior Sister Zhixia, don't shake, you'll feel dizzy." Song Jingmo said slowly.

His eyes subconsciously searched for Unexpectedly, but now Unexpectedly is not there.

The expressions of the brothers and sisters seem to be very anxious.

Did something happen?
The thinking is intermittent and can't connect.

"Where is it uncomfortable? Is it poisoned?" Sang Zhixia asked Song Jingmo first and then asked Sheng Zhichun.

Sheng Zhichun shook her head, she couldn't find out the physical condition of the little junior sister at all.

I haven't seen anyone for a long time, and now I can't figure out what happened.

Sang Zhixia looked solemn, and immediately contacted Wu Yi.

Wu Yi happened to be nearby, and there was a doctor from the college by his side, so he rushed there with the doctor.

When the doctor who was carrying him on the road stepped on the ground, his legs were still a little weak. After straightening his clothes, he saw the patient who needed his treatment.

The patient's face was rosy, and his eyes were a little fluttering.

It seemed that there was nothing wrong with it. After calming down his heartbeat, the doctor took out a roll of gold thread and controlled it with spiritual power to wrap it around Song Jingmo's wrist.

The pulse is steady and strong, and there is no problem.

"Don't mess around with the tricks of looking, hearing, asking, and cutting. The problems of spiritual cultivation are not so beautiful." Sang Zhixia frowned.

The doctor was not annoyed, and turned to use spiritual power to investigate, and encountered the same situation as Sheng Zhichun's spiritual power was directly absorbed.

He is a spiritual king, and he didn't panic when his spiritual power was sucked away. He still explored the patient's body in a leisurely manner.

Still nothing was detected.

If you continue to probe, you can only probe the soul.

"How is it?" Wu Yi's voice was deep.

He is not a doctor, so he can't see what's wrong with the benefactor's body, but he can also see something is wrong.

"Maybe there is something wrong with the soul body, you have to look carefully."

"Then look carefully." Wu Yi's expression was calm. The doctor felt that the pressure coming from behind him was a bit strong, so he calmed down and released his soul power to perceive the state of the patient's soul and body in front of him.

The light seen by the soul force was too dazzling, and he could barely see a black mark with a dark emotion.

Just looking at it makes my soul tingle.

"This, this is not easy to deal with." The doctor raised his trembling hand and took out a veil from his sleeve to cover his eyes.

A faint smell of blood radiated out and disappeared quickly.

The doctor fed a pill into his mouth, put away the blood-stained handkerchief, and sighed.

"Something is calling the soul of this little friend."

"The body is snatching the soul from that thing. If it doesn't snatch it, it will leave the soul."

"I can't see the root cause. I'm not good at learning, so I can't do anything." The doctor looked pale and annoyed.

"If Master and his old man are here, maybe there is a way."

Wu Yi has always looked gloomy, and there is no change in his expression at this time.

"I'll take you back."

"No—" No need—remembering how I got here, the doctor's already pale face paled a little more.

"No trouble." Wu Yi sent the man away.

The small hall returned to silence.

"Summon living soul..." Lou Zhiyin closed his eyes and activated his innate skills. When he opened his eyes again, the world in his eyes had changed.

Both living and non-living objects are contaminated with different causes and effects.

Feeling the consumption of spiritual power, Lou Zhiyin looked at Song Jingmo, who had the darkest color of cause and effect.

The black and blue mark that the doctor only glanced at turned into a pitch-black skull. At this time, the black air on the skull was continuously blackening. Color, no one can hold back Song Jingmo's soul.

The body is an excellent container, and the soul that is about to leave the soul will also attract some things to watch.

"It's a trouble, we can't intervene." Zhizhibai shook his head.

The atmosphere in the small hall was heavy, Sang Zhixia touched his disciple token, and shook his sleeves.

"No matter what, we have to do what we can." As he spoke, Sang Zhixia took out a bunch of medicine bottles, and found out the pills related to breaking the curse, restoring spiritual power and strengthening the body.

Others followed suit.

Wu Yi, who had gone back and forth, entered the small hall and saw a table full of pills and spirit weapons.

"I got a soul-fixing talisman, which can seal a person's soul in the body for seven days."

"I have a calming potion made by my junior sister. I don't know if it will work or not."

Song Jingmo has lost her perception of the outside world at this time, the world she can see has become a pile of color blocks, and the sound she can hear is also blurred, only the sharp pain felt in her head is very clear.

It's like an awl is drilling.

It was like a hammer was being struck.

She subconsciously wanted to look for Unexpected figure, but Unexpectedly was nowhere to be found.

Brothers and sisters are not there either.

She was alone again.

There was a vague road under his feet, but Song Jingmo didn't want to follow this road.

She doesn't want to go, something wants her to go.

An unknown force tugged on Song Jingmo's soul, but it didn't drag for a while, and the two sides fell into a stalemate.

Feeling the abnormal fluctuation, the black and white dumpling's jiojio, which was sleeping soundly in the sea of ​​consciousness, moved, followed by the ears, and finally the nose.

Tuanzi opened his eyes, and the little milk said angrily, "Who dares to rob someone from me!"

(End of this chapter)