From the first time they met to the reunion after a long separation, Zhuma has undergone earth-shaking changes.
Regardless of appearance, personality, or cultivation, Zhuma when we met again was completely different from the gentle and simple girl from the Dala tribe back then. She was completely different from the other two.
Zhong Wen himself is also trying to get used to such changes.
However, the Zhuma in front of him still made him almost doubt his life.
Is this really Zhuma?
Looking at this sexy beauty with almond-shaped eyes and rosy cheeks, protruding front and back, almost catching up with him in height, and exuding an enchanting aura, Zhong Wen couldn't help but swallow, and wanted to ask, but for a moment he didn't know what to say. .
If it is not an exaggeration to say that the evil spirit has affected the character, then it is completely beyond the realm of possibility to turn a twelve-year-old girl into a super beauty with breast enlargement, slim waist, mature and charming, as if time traveled in a short period of time. Zhong Wen’s scope of understanding.
"Zhuma?" Gan Muyun moved his jade feet and appeared in front of Zhuma in an instant. He asked with worry on his face, "Are you okay? Are you injured?"
She didn't seem to care much about the changes that happened to the girl, or she accepted it very naturally, far less shaken than Zhong Wen.
"Isn't this Sister Bande?" A charming smile appeared on Zhuma's face, and her voice was soft and sweet. It felt like a cat's paw was gently scratching her chest, and her heart was itching. "I'm very good. I've never been It’s never been as good as it is now.”
Her voice was gentle and pleasant, but somehow it gave people a strange sense of dissonance.
"This place is weird, it always gives me a bad feeling." Gan Muyun couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there were no wounds on her body, and then persuaded softly, "Let's leave, anyway, that armadillo You’ve woken up, so don’t take any treasures or anything like that.”
At this time, Xiao Ming had also flown in front of Zhuma, "chirping" in Peng language to express his concern.
"Okay." The corner of Zhuma's mouth raised slightly, but she didn't see any movement. In an instant, she appeared in front of Gan Muyun, "Since Sister Bande has spoken, little sister should obey her orders."
Her eyes were no longer as dark as before, and had returned to their clear black and white appearance. Her eyes swept over the people around her, and there was always a faint smile on her pretty face.
However, when he met her eyes, Zhong Wen's heart skipped a beat, and an indescribable feeling of uneasiness suddenly surged into his heart.
What a pair of eyes!
He couldn't read any emotion from Zhuma's beautiful eyes.
indifferent?
Malice?
No, neither is accurate.
He didn't know how to describe these eyes, but he could vaguely feel that the owner of the eyes did not treat him as a similar person at all.
These eyes didn't even really see themselves.
Zhuma's eyes returned to Gan Muyun in front of him, and he stretched out his right hand with a smile, as if he wanted to take her arm.
The former Zhuma was Gan Muyun's little follower. He would hold her arm and act coquettishly, begging for attention no matter what happened.
Therefore, even though the woman in front of him was taller than himself, for Gan Muyun, such a move was not unexpected.
However, another scene suddenly appeared in Zhong Wen's mind.
In that scene, Zhuma suddenly poured a huge amount of evil energy into his right arm, punched directly through Gan Muyun's heart, and personally killed the eldest sister who had cared for him since childhood.
He blinked, and the miserable scene disappeared immediately. In the distance, Gan Muyun had tears in his eyes and was opening his arms, trying to hold Zhuma in his arms.
What the hell?
Hallucination?
He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that he was hallucinating due to excessive fatigue.
However, the overly real feeling in the picture always lingers in my mind and refuses to go away for a long time.
At this moment, he suddenly saw a strange and familiar smile on Zhuma's face.
The smile is almost the same as that of Zhuma in "Illusion"!
not good!
He instantly realized that what he had just seen was not an illusion, but the future of Zhuma and Gan Muyun!
Since activating the "demon spirit body", he has been able to predict the opponent's actions to a certain extent during the battle. However, it is unprecedented and new to be able to see the future of other people in the distance so clearly.
"careful!"
Zhong Wen shouted loudly, and the dragon shadow hovered under his feet, and the figure gradually disappeared from the spot.
At this moment, Zhuma finally took action
A sharp look flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly raised her right arm. Her palm was wrapped in thick black evil energy, and she hit Gan Muyun's plump chest with lightning speed.
Gan Muyun, who was immersed in sisterly love, never expected that she would kill him. He was caught off guard and had no time to react. He could only watch the black evil spirit getting closer and closer to him.
"Spirit Pattern Firewall!"
At the critical moment, Zhong Wen's white figure "suddenly" appeared between the two women, his arms stretched out, and the defensive spiritual patterns on his body expanded crazily, instantly building a barrier shining with purple-gold light in front of him.
"boom!"
Zhuma's fist hit the spirit pattern wall, causing a loud noise. Countless defensive spirit patterns simultaneously released bright light, illuminating her already gorgeous face even more charmingly.
What a great power!
Feeling the violent vibration coming from the spirit pattern wall, Zhong Wen was shocked. He felt that the power of Zhuma's punch was like a mountain roaring and a tsunami, turbulent waves, layer after layer, one wave after another, far away It is not a power that an ordinary spiritual master can possess.
"Zhong Wen, do you even want to bully me?"
When her plan to attack Gan Muyun was thwarted, Zhuma didn't get angry. Instead, she swayed her hips, pouted her cherry lips, and complained in a sweet voice, "I'm going to be sad."
The charming expression with a trace of complaint in the shyness, the waist that twists slightly like a water snake, the turbulent waves that sway up and down with a slight tremor, and Shangguan Mingyue's long legs, and the changes in body shape are almost as good as Shangguan Mingyue's. The snow-white belly that was exposed after the clothes were torn, and paired with a voice as sweet as honey, simply brought out the charm of women to the extreme. Zhong Wen's nostrils were hot, his blood was rising, and he secretly cried out that he couldn't stand it.
If Zhuma, who has changed her personality, can be called a "little witch", then she can already remove the word "little" at this moment.
This is an out-and-out witch.
A fairy who is so charming that she will not pay for her life!
However, no matter how varied Zhuma's style was, Zhong Wen still couldn't read any emotion from her eyes.
This feeling was so weird that it made the hairs all over his body stand on end. His heart seemed to be blocked by something, and he felt indescribably aggrieved and uncomfortable.
"Girl, do you still recognize the ancestor?"
A cloud of black smoke jumped out from nowhere, landed next to Zhong Wen and Gan Muyun, and then turned into the shape of a black armadillo.
"You are Lao Hei." Zhuma smiled slightly, "How could I not recognize you?"
"It's good that you recognize me. Ancestor saved you with kindness." Lao Hei stretched out his front paw and pointed at the Yingui fan in Zhuma's hand, "Why did you retaliate and snatched my fan? Why don't you come back soon? "
"Nonsense, this is obviously my fan." Unexpectedly, Zhuma, who was smiling just a moment ago, suddenly turned stern, and her whole body exuded a breath as cold as ice, "Even you, Lao Hei, can't steal it. My fan!"
After saying that, without waiting for the other party to answer, she suddenly raised the banana fan in her hand and slapped him hard in the direction of Lao Hei.
An unimaginable surge of evil energy surged out from the fan, spiraling in the air, continuously absorbing the evil energy from all around, and actually formed a small tornado of evil energy, rushing towards the direction of Armadillo, Zhong Wen and others. .
not good!
Feeling the terrifying energy contained in the evil tornado, Zhong Wen's expression changed, the dragon shadow hovered under his feet, and his right hand was as fast as lightning, and he instantly put it on Gan Muyun's shoulder.
At almost the same moment, the two figures appeared in the sky, narrowly escaping the evil tornado.
Lao Hei's reaction was not slow either. The black armadillo immediately turned into a plume of black smoke, jumped up into the sky, and regrouped next to Zhong Wen.
"Damn reptile, why did Zhuma become like this?"
Zhong Wen stared at Lao Hei and asked domineeringly.
Under the influence of the bastard's aura, his attitude was still very bad, but Lao Hei was not angry. Instead, he stared closely at Zhuma's graceful and enchanting figure, with a trace of sadness flashing in his eyes: "She is no longer a little girl. ”
"What do you mean?" Zhong Wen's voice couldn't help but rise a bit.
"She is now." Lao Hei was silent for a moment, and then slowly said, "It is the evil spirit itself."
