This Evil Spirit Makes Me Feel Very Uncomfortable

"But how could the little girl's clan possibly provoke a god-level figure?" Wukong was very puzzled. No matter how strong the Nine-Hearted Begonia was, it shouldn't be targeted by the gods like this.

Zhu Zhuqing, who had already put away her spirit possession state, saw Wukong staring at Ye Lingling, and her two eyes were almost stunned.

She wished she could grow directly onto her body.

Zhu Zhuqing pouted her lips, clenched her fists, and slowly stretched a jade hand to Wukong's waist, giving him a 360° Thomas spin.

"Oh!" The sudden pain made Wukong a little overwhelmed.

"What the hell!" Wukong looked at Zhu Zhuqing resentfully, thinking that he didn't seem to have done anything wrong.

"Your eyes were almost growing onto her body just now, and you asked me what I was doing?" Zhu Zhuqing's eyes were fierce, and that look was almost murderous.

"No, I."

Wukong thought about it and realized that he really had no reason to defend himself.

So he was quick-witted and came up with another way to deceive.

"Look, Zhuqing." Wukong began to list Zhu Zhuqing's advantages: "Is Ye Lingling as pretty as you with a veil?"

"Is her figure better than yours?"

"Is her fighting ability stronger than yours?"

"Are her breasts and buttocks as big as yours?" Wukong quickly repeated all the outstanding points of Zhu Zhuqing.

Especially when Wukong said the last point, Zhu Zhuqing's face turned red. She wanted to beat him up but couldn't bear to do it. What this guy said seemed to hit her heart.

"She is not as good as you in every way. I definitely can't be greedy for her beauty!"

"So there is a reason why I stared at her just now."

Wukong explained with more thoughts. If he couldn't explain it clearly, he could only choose to kneel on the washboard. First of all, let's make it clear that I am not a henpecked husband!

I respect my wife!

Ye Wen said.

Don't come to me.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Wukong with a scrutinizing look and said, "Well, tell me what the reason is?"

Zhu Zhuqing now felt that she seemed to be much braver than before, and she dared to teach a god a lesson openly!

"Hehe, you should have felt it just now, that little girl has a strong evil aura. If I am not mistaken, it should be the so-called taboo of their Nine Heart Begonia clan." Wukong's originally sad face suddenly changed into a face. It can be said that this face exists completely to please people.

Only limited to his own woman.

"She is actually from the Nine Heart Begonia clan."

Zhu Zhuqing was shocked when she heard the name of this martial soul, and then she was attracted by the taboo mentioned later.

"Taboo?" Zhu Zhuqing was puzzled after hearing it.

But then he responded: "I remember, I once saw it in the study of the Netherworld family. It seems that only one spirit master can exist at the same time in the world with the Nine-Hearted Begonia spirit."

"If a second one is born, the first one will die in it."

"The taboo you are talking about should be the taboo that they can only have one spirit master."

"Beautiful!" Wukong stretched out his hand to hold Zhu Zhuqing's head and kissed her hard.

"You are really my wife, you are so smart." Wukong said proudly.

Zhu Zhuqing was delighted when she heard it, and raised her little head and said: "That's right, don't you look at who you chose as your wife."

The current Zhu Zhuqing is much more open than the Zhu Zhuqing in the original book. The current Zhu Zhuqing has greatly strengthened her body's own talent because of the energy that Wukong gave her before, making her surpass Zhu Zhuyun in one fell swoop and become the second lady of the Netherworld family.

"The dark aura we just felt on Ye Lingling, I think it should be the so-called taboo." Wukong said every word reasonably.

"I used to be a god. I am the best at sensing the power of gods. So, the ancestors of that little girl's clan must have provoked a god-level strongman, and they tripped up that god-level strongman, so it turned out like this today."

With a very serious expression, Wukong himself didn't believe what he said.

But who knows that Zhu Zhuqing believes it.

As for sensing the power of gods, forget it. Wukong can only feel that the power is tens of thousands of times stronger than ordinary soul power.

Then the power in this world that is stronger than ordinary soul power, in addition to the power of breath, is only divine power.

"How can these gods be like this?" Zhu Zhuqing said indignantly.

"It's obviously a god who is high above in the sky, but he insists on making things difficult for a small clan in the mortal world. It's really disgusting!"

Zhu Zhuqing hates this kind of bullying from the bottom of her heart.

Because Zhu Zhuyun used to bully her like this before.

"So, I plan to help them and see if I can use my own power to break this taboo." Wukong began to slowly breed a ball of light in his hand, and slowly used the ball of light to wipe out the dark air that had just drifted to him.

When it just came into contact, it seemed that there was not much change, until the dark air completely wrapped the light ball, then there was an amazing change.

With a bang, the light ball suddenly exploded, and it absorbed the surrounding dark air with force, as if it was absorbing and refining them.

"Sure enough, my guess was right." Wukong grinned and smiled slightly.

"Did it succeed just now?" Zhu Zhuqing looked at the two tones of energy brewed in Wukong's hand curiously, as if the blue tones were still devouring the black ones.

Wukong did not answer Zhu Zhuqing's question, but silently felt the pleasure of the conflict between the two forces.

The adaptability of this breath power seems to be hundreds of times stronger than that of the dark power. Why do we say that nature is cruel and only the fittest can survive?

Because the fittest have stronger acceptance and adaptability than the things that are easy to destroy.

It is also based on this point that the breath power can successfully devour and take care of the dark power.

Then the two energies refined each other until they disappeared. With Wukong's current inference, it can be basically confirmed that the breath power can refine this dark power.

But every time during this refining process, although there is pleasure, there is also an uncomfortable feeling.

It's like I can't breathe, my whole body is slightly tingling, and my soul power is lost faster.

"It's successful, but this evil spirit makes me feel very uncomfortable." Wukong waved his hand, slapped the mixed energy that permeated the air, and turned into dust along the wind.

"I have no objection to you helping them, but just don't hurt yourself. This dark power is left by a god after all." Zhu Zhuqing said with a worried look on her face.

"I'm afraid that you can't bear it with your current strength. If you are retaliated by that god again, what should we do?"

Boom!

Wukong flicked his finger and hit Zhu Zhuqing's little head.

"Woo X﹏X." Zhu Zhuqing covered her little head that was flicked red and stared at Wukong with resentment.

"What are you afraid of?" Wukong said nonchalantly.

"Come on, I will kill gods and Buddhas. Even if the God of Creation comes, it won't work!"

"But..."

Zhu Zhuqing wanted to say something, but Wukong pressed his lips with a finger.

"Girl, don't worry, I will definitely protect you."

"If anyone dares to hurt you, I will beat him to the 18th level of hell and he will never be reincarnated." Wukong sneered.

Zhu Zhuqing kept rubbing the place where she was hit. Although she felt a little bit angry with Wukong, she was still suppressed by her admiration.

"How can he be so overbearing?"

Covering her face~~〃?〃〃?〃~~