Colorful mist filled the air and disappeared into each other's mouths in an instant.
The spirit of the weapon fell back to the ground, its face full of intoxication.
And the one who was possessed was actually one of the six golden flowers who had just made things difficult for Ye Lan.
"Julie! You... why are you still here?" Liu Zhixiong was horrified. At the same time, he realized the problem and cursed softly: "Damn it, she must have been kicked out and hid in the bathroom."
But before he could get over, Julie snorted at him, her nostrils flaring slightly and making a horse grunt.
So Liu Zhixiong hurriedly stopped and ran back to Ye Lan, begging for mercy with a bitter face: "Master Ye, I really didn't know she didn't leave. Please forgive me and don't bother with me."
Ye Lan: “…”
She took a deep breath and finally understood.
It’s not that the God-Binding Spell didn’t work, but that the other party hid in the women’s bathroom, so the surveillance cameras and the people at the exhibition couldn’t find him.
"Forget it, it's not important anymore." She asked Liu Zhixiong to step aside and took the initiative to confront the spirit of the weapon.
At this time, Julie was admiring her new nail color. She took out a small mirror from her waist and looked at her face painted with the new color, with a look of satisfaction on her face.
"Does it look good?" Ye Lan asked.
Julie glanced at her, snorted coldly and didn't intend to answer, but judging from how much she couldn't let go of the palette on her face, it was not difficult to draw a conclusion.
"You can be even more beautiful." Ye Lan was not embarrassed to talk to herself. Her voice was clear and cold and continued to fall in the venue. "As long as you return Zheng Bo's anger to him, I promise that I can give you what others promised you."
The spirit of the weapon has become intelligent and can understand human speech.
But it just kept silent and ignored Ye Lan's negotiation conditions.
Ye Lan considers himself not to be a good-tempered person, and he has reached his limit in tolerating such behavior again and again.
"Well, since you're not cooperating with violence..."
She suddenly bent her fingertips and snapped them.
Pop.
Then Julie felt that her body was out of control and the mirror fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
"Ah!" She screamed and turned around to pounce on Ye Lan, but suddenly she noticed something strange. She touched the body under her hand and said, "What did you do to me? Why can't I leave this body!"
"That's normal, because I put the Soul Devouring Gu in the watercolor paint you just inhaled." Ye Lan calmly revealed the trap he had set. "Once the paint dries, the powder will naturally enter your body and bind your soul to this body."
So this body, which it used to escape, has now become a cage that imprisons it.
The weapon spirit struggled desperately, trying several methods but failing to escape. Finally, it gnashed its teeth and roared at Ye Lan: "You bad man! Bad man!"
The Sichuan opera-like painted face singing coupled with the childish cursing tone was really funny, making people laugh while thinking that this was probably just a naughty child.
However, naughty children are not scary. What is scary is that naughty children are armed with force and are hurting others with their own worldview that has not yet been formed.
Ye Lan didn't want to waste time talking to it, so he said directly: "I'll give you a way out. Obediently enter my God Binding Spell."
Everyone around: "..."
Isn't it usually a choice between two options?
This master is a bit overbearing.
I like it a little bit!
"I don't want to. I don't like you." The spirit of the weapon got angry and just lifted up her skirt and sat on the ground without any image, looking like she was in a mess.
"Why don't you like it?" Ye Lan felt that he had been quite polite to it just now.
The spirit of the weapon turned its face away and said disdainfully, "Because you're not wearing anything bright or pretty at all!"
"..." Now it was Ye Lan's turn to be speechless. She couldn't possibly go change her clothes and put on makeup to subdue this thing, right?
It was the first time they saw her get humiliated, and Wu Heng and Xie Chenan next to her found it a little funny.
"Little brat, don't talk nonsense when you don't understand. This kind of appearance is what we humans call top-level divine face. What do you know?" Xie Chenan was a scoundrel. As the sect leader, he learned some rules. Although he has restrained himself, it is not much. His words are full of sarcasm. "So, what do you want?"
The spirit of the weapon looked at Ye Lan again. It really had no problem with her face, but it still frowned when it saw the light beige clothes on her.
It also knew that it couldn't stay in a human body for too long, so it said, "Unless one of you can defeat me, I will recognize whoever defeats me as the boss."
Xie Chenan was nearly blown away by its second-year soul, wondering if this thing had been poisoned by watching Hong Kong dramas when it was abroad.
But seeing that it didn't look like it was joking, it could only look at Ye Lan helplessly.
This is the situation. What do you think we should do?
Ye Lan thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay, let's stop fighting when it's enough."
In ancient times, horses were used on the battlefield not only because they were fast but also because they were very warlike and were in no way inferior to tigers and lions in the forest.
Now is the best chance to conquer it with human fists and feet.
The spirit of the weapon recognizes its master, which is a rare treasure in the world. If they fight side by side in the future, they will be more powerful than the Shikigami, so Ye Lan did not move first at the moment.
The people from the Xuanmen Association have been ready to make a move, and their saliva is about to flow down their throats.
He pretended to be reserved and waited for a minute. Seeing that no one came forward, he stepped forward as one of his favorite disciples.
"I'll go first."
Ye Lan raised her eyes slightly and glanced over, and saw that it was the young disciple who had argued with her on the cruise ship that day. He had learned the mysterious arts quite well.
But now he took a few steps forward and took off his cumbersome outer robe, revealing his muscular biceps. He said confidently, "I'm a black belt in Taekwondo. I should be more than capable of dealing with you."
Julie clapped her hands and stood up from the ground. She rushed forward holding up her skirt without even taking off her high heels. When she reached the disciple, she threw a punch.
The young disciple was stunned and was slow to react before he could raise his hand to block.
But Julie's body shape had already changed, and her punch turned into an elbow, and she turned sideways and hit him hard in the stomach.
"Ugh!" The young disciple was knocked out on the spot and fell into the crowd of people from his own association. After being supported by many people, he could no longer hold back and vomited.
It looked like several ribs were broken.
Julie stood there, straightening her skirt and fiddling with her curly hair, then asked proudly, "Anything else?"
Everyone was shocked by its strength with bare hands, and most of those who had just thought about making the weapon spirit recognize its master backed off.
At this time, someone stood up beside Ye Lan.
"Let me try." The young man's clear voice attracted everyone's attention. When they saw it was Wu Heng, their eyes lit up.
He just caught the spirit of the weapon together, so he must be quite skilled.
And that is indeed the case.
As soon as Wu Heng came on the scene, the weapon spirit immediately became alert.
This was the first time it had smelled the scent of its own kind in a human environment. It wasn't an animal, but it had a beastly feel to it.
Wu Heng's moves were the same as Ye Lan's, without any rules and focusing only on actual combat. Having lived in the fairy mountain for a long time, he had a better understanding of the various habits of animals. This time, judging from his skills alone, it was not easy for the weapon spirit to deal with him.
Bang.
Wu Heng took the opportunity to hit the weapon spirit's shoulder blade.
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