When the Golden Finger Lands in the Hands of the Villain - Chapter 101

What kind of virtue was Ye Ying in that year? It is not enough for us to listen to the description of Kongsi.

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The empty baby looked heavy and looked at Ning Zhao very badly.

Although this body belongs to Ning Zhao, even if he wants to return, it is understandable, but Baob also has selfishness, of course, he wants his master more!

Ning Zhao felt the malicious intent of his eyes and smiled lightly.

The smile looks good.

If the girls of Huachi were to see their iceberg males laughing, they would be crazy.

He tickled his lips for a moment and thought, “Who am I? It should be Ning Zhao.”

He looked at the beautiful, delicate and unusual empty baby, with a subtle look: “I want to ask you, who are you?”

The empty baby listened to his answer, and he was a little stunned in his heart, unable to stop disappointment.

It really is … Ning Zhao.

“What about the person who was in your body?” Shouldn’t it really die? impossible! The owner has said that he will return after five years of retreat. The owner will not lie to him!

Ning Zhao’s gaze at emptying the baby suddenly became uneasy.

“How do you know … who the **** are you?”

The empty baby was still lost in the master’s loss of heart and did not answer.

So Ning Zhao, who was naturally lacking in patience, shot straight.

He is a natural combat mad, with extremely rich combat experience, plus a month of hard training in the academy, his skills soared.

But he soared again, and there was garbage in front of the empty baby.

The empty baby didn’t even blink his eyes, and the sword of extraordinary quality in his hand quickly turned into iron foam and sprinkled the ground.

Ning Zhao slightly hesitated. The next second, his knee seemed to be hit by something invisible. He could not help but soften and fell to the ground.

The empty baby stepped forward, holding Ning Zhao in a hand, his voice was bitterly cold.

“Where has my master gone?”

Ning Zhao was suddenly restrained, and his face was ugly.

He frosted and said coldly, “Don’t touch me!”

The empty baby did not understand his cleanliness, and did not care about his cleanliness at all, and said very hard: “Come on! What about my master?”

Feeling the colder and more aggressive atmosphere of the man on his body, Ning Zhao, who was not very good-tempered, frowned even deeper. He squeezed out a few words from the gap between his teeth: “Don’t … touch … I … get off … “

There was a flash of light in his dark eyes.

With his shout, the empty baby suddenly felt light.

The familiar and unfamiliar uncontrollable feeling reappeared, and he unintentionally let go of grasping Ning Zhao’s hand, and then … the whole body formed into a ball, and rolled out with a bone.

Ning Zhao: “Happy?”

Rao was the original creator, and he didn’t quite understand what was going on?

He had already felt the power of this strange man just now, and it was by no means his current body to compete with.

Not even using secret methods!

This is an absolute gap in strength.

But now … just a word?

Ning Zhao did not respond, and saw the ball rolling back again.

It seems that without Ning Zhao’s instructions, he would roll back and forth like this.

Is this spiritualism? The legendary magic is practiced by myself?

Ning Zhao said, “Stop!”

So the ball stopped immediately.

The empty baby finally found his hands and feet, and got up very embarrassingly from the ground, uh … after eating a lot of soil, the beauty of the country is completely ruined, and he is ashamed.

Ning Zhao looked at him, his mouth tilted, and suddenly said, “It’s quite interesting.”

Empty baby: “…”

go with! What an interesting thing!

But he didn’t dare to mess with him now, and didn’t know what was going on … This person also seemed to have the master’s ability to control him.

What exactly is going on?

The gray-faced empty baby looked at Ning Zhao with a smile on her face and asked again, “Are you … really Ning Zhao?”

The smile on the corner of Ning Zhao’s mouth was faint: “Of course … yes.”

The empty baby didn’t believe it. He seemed to see the shadow of the owner in this Ning Zhao.

He asked, “Are you really Ning Zhao? Surely it’s not … A Ying.”

As soon as the name Aying came out, the look on Ning Zhao’s face changed: “Shut up!”

The empty baby obediently shut up.

The look on Ning Zhao’s face was ugly, and he whispered, “Who are you?”

How did you know his identity?

Empty baby: “Uh hum hum hum huh …”

Ning Zhao: “… Okay, you can talk.”

The empty baby was finally liberated. He looked at Ning Zhao poorly: “Master, I am a baby! Don’t you remember me? Have you lost memory?”

Ning Zhao was displeased: “You have lost memory!”

He has a good memory and nothing wrong.

He looked at the empty baby, his eyes were like hooks: “You … call my master? You are my … slave?”

Honestly, although it looks good, it is not his style at all.

The empty baby was really convinced that the owner had amnesia.

Originally, it was difficult to do it for the host, but the owner who lost his memory did not expect it to be more difficult.

He remembered what the master said before leaving, it was just a tear.

The host said that he should never be asked to find him, and if he found it, he should be treated as if he did not know him, otherwise he would go back.

Actually it’s for him.

Don’t approach the amnesiac host, or you might be killed!

But crying is useless now.

If you die by yourself, you must continue to cry.

The empty baby can only do his best to show his most obedient smile: “Master, you may lose part of the memory, I … is your soul puppet, empty baby.”

“impossible!”

I didn’t expect Ning Zhao, oh no, Xiaokong, who had amnesia, flatly refused: “You are definitely not!”

“It is impossible for this temple to refine the boring stuff of soul puppets!”

Boring stuff: “…”

Speaking of Ye Junkong, the first thing people think of in addition to his glorious deeds, his powerful strength, his peerless beauty, his big head (?), Is most praiseworthy for his sperm-finding skills.

As one of the most precious and powerful weapons of Night Shadow, each soul puppet master can only make one in his life. However, Ye Jun has broken this boundary. He wants to make only a few, and has already luxuriously made every one. Each of his sons gave one as a gift, and dozens of them stayed to serve him daily.

He doesn’t mention his talent, but from these events alone, Ye Jun’s deep love for the soul puppet is willing to spend so much effort on it.

However, what he is saying now is: “It is impossible for this temple to refine the boring things of soul puppets!”

That share is disgusting!

Has deeply pierced the heart of each soul puppet, especially the empty baby bears the brunt.

He was desperate and wanted to cry.

How long and how hard he spent it, he managed to capture the master and let the master throw him into his arms.

As a result, he drank a cup of tea, and his master lost his memory?

Everything is overturned.

He also needs to restart the strategy.

That’s it.

The point is, the host after amnesia seems to be very difficult to attack.

And, I hate him!

The crying, tearless, empty baby reached out and held the empty shoulder, and said earnestly, “Master, look at me.”

Kongwuying glanced at him impatiently.

The empty baby blinked and looked expectantly: “How about, do you think of anything? Do you feel very emotional?”

Nothingness: “…”

He was tired of knocking out the salty pig’s hand resting on his shoulder by the empty baby, with a scornful tone: “Ask this kind of mental retardation, there can never be such a low-level soul pair in this hall. ! “

The abandoned god-level soul can’t resist, so he can only obey.

He looked at the iron foam on the ground without a shadow, and frowned.

Wasted another sword.

He bent down and twisted the iron foam on the ground. The attack contained in it had not dissipated.

He looked at the back of the empty baby’s disappearance, looking a little unpredictable.

This fool …

Seems really strong.

This skill, even if he was before, no! Even his dad couldn’t keep up.

Weapons are gone, and no sword can no longer be practiced.

So he went back to the house.

On his face, he saw his roommate fat.

As soon as the fat man saw him, a warm smile appeared on his face: “Ning …”

Without waiting for him to speak, Kong Wuying said directly, “Get out!”

The smile on the fat man’s face froze there.

No matter how good a friend is, he can’t accept it when he is called in person.

He froze first, then went on in anger: “What did you say?”

Frost frowned, and found that the fat man didn’t really respond, so he said, “It’s all right, I’m just doing an experiment.”

“Oh.” Although the fat man was a little inexplicable, he felt a lot better in his heart.

Turned impatiently, “It’s all right now, you can get out.”

Then left.

Fatty: “…”

Hey! This is not an experiment for you.

Kongwuying ignored the response of the fat man, more specifically, the fat man was not in his range at all.

It seems that spiritualism is only effective for that baby.

It seems that he really may be his own soul puppet.

In this case …

Then …