I inherited my husband's divine position

Chapter 121
Feeling that she was almost done, Mi Bayue stopped pouring spirits, and suspended her cultivation base on the fourth-stage middle-level soul boy. The soul core could mobilize more spiritual power at one time, and threw the Yin fire in her hand to her feet.

Harsh screams came from all directions.

"You're crazy, you're crazy!"

'Syrup' growls.

If the other party is not crazy, then it must be crazy.

Mi August didn't say a word of nonsense, and the continuous yin fire was thrown out like spiritual power.

'Syrup' was overwhelmed and finally felt scared.

If this continues, let alone eroding the prey, it will waste itself here.

"I'll fight with you!" There were vicious roars full of hatred, and in the next second a cloud of 'syrup' that was not frozen by Yin Huo flew out of the window.

It turns out that "I fought with you" is just a cover-up to attract the attention of the prey in order to escape better.

puff.

The window was broken by it.

'Syrup' met the buffoon outside.

The clown tilted his head suspiciously.

"Quick..." Syrup started.

A hand reached out from the window to grab the syrup.

Syrup still wanted to cut its tail to survive, but it was a pity that the frost of Yin Huo had frozen it.

The clown stood still.

Mi August, who caught the syrup core, stood by the window and looked at it.

History is always surprisingly similar, and last night the two also looked at each other through the window like this.

puff.

The abscess on Harlequin's body burst open again.

Mi August heard the sound and looked towards the self-exploding sore on its body.

Normal people would find the wound disgusting and ugly, but Mi Augustue could observe it with a straight face, and still think about the principle and function of the sore.One thing has been confirmed, that is, the liquid in the sore has a certain sulfuric acid-oriented corrosive effect.

Under her gaze, the clown took half a step back with inexplicable fear, dragging the sack and trying to run away.

"Wait." Mi August called it to stop.

The clown was restless, looking like he wanted to run but didn't dare to run.

It would never have imagined that someone would be 'interested' in its ugly body, so it could only regard the weird gaze as a kind of killing intent.

Mi August said: "Please repair my window if you have time."

The clown nodded silently.

"Thank you." Mi August smiled.

Startled, the clown jumped back two steps in a row, then dragged the sack and ran quickly on stilts.

Mi August watched its leaving back, ignored the prying eyes from the next door, and walked into the house.

Now she has a lump of syrup the size of a fist that has been frozen by Yinhuo. There is a high probability that this thing is the core of the ghost, so after it is frozen, the maroon sugar film that covered the room before melts and flows to the ground, sticky. It looks very ugly.

The syrup in the frozen layer was stirring, and a voice came from inside, "You can't kill me. Killing me is against the rules. Don't forget what happened to your good friend."

Earlier Mi August guessed that the strange stories of Du'er Academy could communicate and exchange information.

Now Syrup just confirmed her point.

Mi Augustue said: "The rule he violated was to do things without reason and create chaos. It's different between you and me. You are a fake dorm supervisor who planned to sneak away to attack and kill me. I am acting in self-defense."

syrup:"……"

Mi August said again: "Besides, I can still complain to you."

Syrup immediately said: "If you have the ability, you can complain to me."

Mi August nodded, "It seems that complaining to the complaint well about the dorm management will not kill you."

syrup:"……"

I was cheated, and I was cheated again!What this damn student said is full of pitfalls.

Mi August then talked to it a few more times, but Syrup pretended to be dead and remained silent.

Mi August thought thoughtfully, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you now?"

Syrup still didn't move, and sneered in her heart: If you really wanted to kill me, you wouldn't talk so much nonsense. When you first started, you didn't even have a single unnecessary nonsense.

It made up its mind to play dead, but the reality didn't allow it to do so.

Mi August suddenly realized that the frozen syrup in her hand had already started to tremble before she even threatened her.

"Quick, let me go!"

This time Mi August stopped talking.

Syrup hated and feared, "Or hide me, just hide me!"

Mi August didn't listen to it, instead she remembered something and walked towards the window.

This behavior aroused great fear in Syrup, and it begged for mercy, "No matter what you want to do, I promise you, if you don't want to lose me, just do as I say!"

Mi Bayue had already walked to the window, with the frozen syrup in her hand, she immediately shut up and pretended to be dead, not daring to make a sound.

Mi August also saw the situation outside from the broken window.

Sure enough, as she expected, the lights flickered from far to near at night.

"Is it your nemesis?" Mi August said.

There is no need for a syrupy answer, Mi August Lenovo's 'senior brother' reaction last night also knows the answer.

The frozen syrup has been shaken into a sieve, and I try my best to break through the freezing and get out.

It's just that the frozen cage has just been damaged, a magic map appears, and another cloud of Yin fire strengthens it.

Syrup is going crazy.

When it was desperate, Mi August turned around and took it to the bathroom.

Sensing the hope of survival, Syrup lowered her voice and said quickly: "Take me out of here, and put it in your wish bag. A door can block anything, or you just untie me."

It didn't take long for Syrup to figure out what a door could block.

After entering the bathroom, Mi August opened the small door plate hanging on the door, and threw the frozen syrup in.

Frozen Syrup found herself in an unfamiliar environment in the blink of an eye, the frost on her body faded, and the Syrup successfully escaped.

It was extremely pleasantly surprised, and its malice was aroused, and it made up its mind that next time it must summon its 'brothers and sisters' to take Mi August down at once.

What to do now is to return to the base camp to heal the wounds.

As a strange story of the dormitory management office, the syrup has a reaction to the dormitory management office at any time, and can return directly within a certain range.

However, a strange phenomenon happened this time. Syrup looked in one direction and felt that her 'home' was far away from her.

Syrup twisted twice in doubt, and soon condensed from the award body into a fat child.

It disliked and resented that it had only this little body left. It walked towards the door but found that it couldn't be opened at all.

"What's going on?" The fat kid melted into syrup again, trying to flow out through the crack of the door.

A pair of wooden hands appeared on the ground, crumpling it into a ball and throwing it back to the position where it just appeared.

Syrup turned into a fat child again, looking at the wooden hands in horror and terror.

Why can this wooden hand easily hold it in a pulped state!?

The outer gate of Duer College, Cabin No. [-].

Throwing the new materials back to his home laboratory, Mi August walked out of the bathroom and saw lights flickering in the windows.

She walked over, and the weasel with the oil lamp was standing by her window, staring in.

Mi August noticed where it was looking, thought for a while and opened the door, "Meet you again."

The weasel who heard her voice turned and nodded at her.

Mi Bayue smiled and said, "Would you like to come in and sit down?"

She turned sideways to make an invitation.

The weasel didn't move.

Mi August said again: "The contents inside will be given to you."

The weasel thanked her again, put down the cart, and walked into Mi Bayue's room.

It walked up to the sticky and unsightly syrup, and took another look at Mi Bayue.

Mi August said, "This is it, for you."

Weasel knelt down and gathered the syrup into his arms with both hands.

Mi August saw with her own eyes that a lump of disgusting syrup melted into a familiar package in the hands of the weasel.

Weasel unwrapped the package.

Inside is no hospital uniform or anything like that, but a pile of red paper-wrapped wedding candies.

The weasel took one apart and put it in its mouth. It could see the joy on its face, then grabbed a handful and gave it to Mi Augustue.

Mi August held out her hand to accept it, and said with a smile, "Thank you."

The weasel narrowed his eyes and grabbed another handful for her.

Mi August still took it with a smile.

The weasel didn't stay here for long, it wrapped up the package and hung it around its neck, then waved goodbye to Mi August politely.

Mi August sent it to the door, and saw it dragging the small cart away.

Put the wedding candy in your hand into the wish bag, leaving only one for the book of good and evil.

Books of good and evil are rejected.

[gift candy]

[Gift candy made by '...' devouring strange talk]
[You never know if a prank or a surprise awaits you inside until you unpack it]
Don't rush to be happy, the following line is the key point.

[[-]% probability is a prank]
(End of this chapter)