"Are you still unwilling to come out? Or are you already thinking about it and willing to become one with me? Hahaha..."
At the same time, Ai Feng also moved slowly in the dark, and the distance between Yu Shiran and Ai Feng was getting closer and closer.
Yu Shiran watched Ai Feng with vigilance, and moved back quietly.
PA!
When Ai Feng's feet stopped less than three meters away from her, Yu Shiran finally moved.
She jumped up suddenly and ran in the opposite direction against the wall.
"Here it is!"
Ai Feng immediately turned his eyes, and at the same time, a mental shock was released before he could see the figure clearly.
Yu Shi, who was attacked, did not look back. Since Ling Mo asked her to do so, she would certainly not be in danger.
Sure enough, just when this spiritual shock was about to hit her spiritual light, two other spiritual energies appeared at the same time, protecting her.
One of them naturally comes from black silk. Although black silk is not a spiritual power, and it is also dominated by physical attacks, as a mysterious creature with strong spiritual power, it has strong resistance to spiritual attacks.
As its symbiosis, Yu Shiran is certainly within the scope of its instinctive protection.
The other one, of course, comes from Ling mo.
At the same time when Ai Feng attacked Yu Shiran, the eyes hidden behind Ai Feng suddenly flashed a cold light.
Countless spiritual tentacles passed through numerous obstacles and directly rushed to Ai Feng, who was unprepared.
Poop poop!
Or the same means, spiritual impact mixed with substantiation. But this time Ai Feng didn't hide so easily.
His attention itself was entirely focused on Shi ran. When he realized it was wrong. It's too late to avoid Ling Mo's sneak attack.
The man was in the middle of the forward attack, and was shot directly by his tentacle.
The shoulders and backs were pierced in many places, and the spiritual light group was also violently impacted by the tentacles.
"Ah!" Ai Feng immediately screamed and crashed into a pile of waste.
Ling Mo had been preparing for a long time. As soon as he made a move, he tried his best. The other party fell to the ground, and his subsequent attack followed closely.
At the same time, a dozen tentacles slammed into Ai Feng's spiritual light mass, which was crowded with No. 0 conscious body. Ling Mo forcibly stabbed him in.
This foot was not good. Ai Feng, who was about to get up, screamed again, dizzy and fell down again.
But when No. 0 in his mind was ready to fight against the next impact, he didn't expect that Ling Mo was not ready to fight hard at all.
Instead, a powerful suction came from his tentacles.
"Want me to be one with you? I don't know if I want to suck you dry for a long time!"
Ling Mo roared in his heart as he endured the pain and pleasure that a lot of spiritual energy squeezed into his brain through his tentacles.
In the process of swallowing, Ling Mo also has to continue to endure countless messy things flashing from his brain.
Those who don't come from No. 0 are much more chaotic than ordinary people.
It itself is composed of many conscious bodies. Although it was only a short moment, Ling Mo witnessed the memory fragments of many people at the same time.
But for his strong willpower. This phagocytic side effect alone was enough to make him collapse.
And after enduring these, followed by a painful mood.
The negative emotions that many people mixed together, the sense of loneliness that did not distinguish each other, and the subsequent distortion and madness, made Ling Mo suddenly a little distracted.
It's like being at the bottom of a dark well, with the cries and cries of different people all around your ears.
In a trance, Ling Mo even felt like he had entered the incubator and got into the small body without the ability to move independently.
Although it is still a human body, it is like the deepest cage
I receive information from many people every day, but I can't pass on those messy things in my mind.
Anger, hatred, dissatisfaction!
Although Ai Feng is a spare "container", it is not often used.
Moreover, Ai Feng can't accommodate it for a long time, and it doesn't last long.
The really perfect container, like Ling Mo, has a solid foundation and strong spiritual strength
"Ah ah!"
While Ling Mo was distracted, Ai Feng uttered a tearing howl, and the mental fluctuation suddenly became violent.
Lingmerton felt a burst of swelling pain from his temples, and the light and shadow fragments in front of him immediately disappeared.
When he shook his head and came to his senses, Ai Feng had struggled to get up, covered his wound and fled into the dark.
"Ran very fast... But those memories..."
Ling Mo's eyes flashed a complex color: "it's just the regret of speculators. Although I only saw these, the * * hidden in the depths is too strong to hide."
Although those conscious bodies have different memories, they have another common ground in addition to the same distorted emotions.
Desire, that deep desire for power and everything.
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