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However, this so-called proof really stumped Wang Dong.

Until Wang Dong drove Yanfeng Lizheng’s body and Medea to a green forest in the new capital, Wang Dong still did not think of any effective way to prove it.

Can’t you say, let Wang Dong and Medea learn from each other’s strengths, and see if there is a fall and red as proof, right?

“Master, is it to transplant the spell from this man’s body into your arm?” Medea’s voice interrupted the cranky king’s movement.

“Ugh.” Stunned, Wang Dong quickly reacted and nodded sharply, “Yes, it’s this man.” ”

Saying that, Wang Dong took off Yan Feng Lizheng’s coat.

The dense bright red spell attached to Yan Feng Lizheng’s left arm, spreading from the wrist to the base of the arm.

“There are actually 12 spells?” Medea was surprised.

At a glance, you can see the number of spells, which is worthy of being a magician of the Divine Generation.

Wang Dong didn’t see the specific number of this curse at all, and it was difficult to distinguish between end and end.

“How, can it be transplanted to my arm?” Taking off his coat, Wang Dong took off the T-shirt on his body casually, revealing his lean body.

The sharp lines and well-sized muscles instantly caused a burst of shouts from the fans in the live broadcast room.

“Wow~ such a strong body, anchor, this is really dressed thin, stripped and flesh. Although the anchor is not very handsome, but with this muscle, this fan girl decided that the anchor will be the husband’s nest in the future~ Hehehe, the husband begs for a hug. ”

“Bah! Stinky and shameless, where did the demon woman and Miss Ben rob her husband? ”

“You snake essence disease, all climb farther, the anchor is mine!”

“Wow, can you still provoke a girl with muscles? Mom, girls, 8-pack abs have an egg that looks good, I have a large abs, and it’s still very soft and soft, much better than the anchor! ”

“Brother Ren in front, you are the legend, death! Fat! Residence! ”

“How can it be repaired! Fat house is fat house, why do you have to add death!? The fat house is eating your meal!? ”

The slender fingers caressed the left arm of Yan Feng Lizheng’s corpse, which was already cold, and Medea looked at Wang Dong’s left arm again and nodded, “If it is a modern magician, it is impossible to transplant the spell without damage. But, with my magic, this transplant is too simple. ”

“Poof~6666666. But, for me – this is simply pediatric. (contemptuous)”

“Invisible pretense is the deadliest!”

“I didn’t expect you to be such a C mother! No! The C mother I know won’t pretend! (Boom)”

After Medea finished speaking, the finger on the left arm of Yanfeng Lizheng’s corpse swiped from the root of the arm to the wrist, and a deep and mysterious purple light appeared!

Wang Dong’s pupils shrank slightly, and before he could react, Medea’s fingers gently brushed his left arm.

A slight tingling sensation that seemed to have been pricked by a needle passed in an instant.

“So fast, in the blink of an eye, the spell transplantation was completed, and it was worthy of being a magician of the Divine Generation.”

“In modern times, except for the two magicians who have mastered one of the five great laws, other magicians, even if they are crowned, are definitely not comparable to Medea in simple magical attainments.”

“Don’t talk about heroic spirits, only talk about magic achievements, Medea is definitely the strongest in the world.”

A bright red light began to spread to the wrist from the root segment of the spell on the back of the left hand, one and two, staggered and stacked.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, twelve spells were tattooed on Wang Dong’s left arm, and in just a few breaths, the so-called spell transplantation was completed so lightly by Medea.

Wang Dong said that my friends and I were stunned.

After the transplantation of the spell was completed, Yanfeng Lizheng’s body lost its use value.

Will it be exposed to the wilderness?

No, Wang Dong left too many clues on Yanfeng Lizheng, if Yanfeng Lizheng’s body was recovered by the Holy Church Church, I am afraid that after the autopsy, they would find Wang Dong through clues.

“Medea, burn him to ashes.” Wang Dong exhaled and decided.

“Yes, master.” Without the slightest hesitation, Medea waved her right hand, and the phantom flame burned out of thin air on Yan Feng Lizheng’s body.

In less than a few seconds, the fire went from small to large.

In less than a minute, Yanfeng Lizheng, which weighed 88kg, was burned to ashes.

Making sure that no other traces were left, Wang Dong drove Medea to a convenient hotel in the Xindu area.

It was already 1 a.m., Wang Dong was a little tired, everything that needed to be done today had been done, it was time to go and take a good rest.

Of course, you have to think carefully about how to complete that “proof” task.

Without Yan Feng Lizheng’s body, Medea sat back in the back seat of the electric car.

On the way, Wang Dong did not interact with the audience in the live broadcast room, nor did he talk to Medea, thinking about how to prove Medea’s innocence.

“Master, you seem to have something on your mind, can you talk to me?” Coldly, Medea suddenly said this to Wang Dong.

Wha-

The originally smooth driving electric car then drew a serpentine position on the road, and Wang Dong took a lot of effort to put the trajectory of the electric car back into place.

“Ahem, did you find out.” Wang Dong smiled bitterly, is he so obvious?