Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

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[I am an envelope, I am very confused now. 】

[Why I have already signed a contract to sell my life and become the second running dog of Du Wei's devil? Why did he still let me do such a frenzied thing? 】

[Bet with evil spirits, and count all evil spirits behind the door, is this what my envelope can do? 】

[I'm just a mere evil spirit, and it's still the most trash kind of...]

[Why not let the black shadow come, obviously the shadow is more experienced! 】

[Yes, why not let the dark shadows come? 】

[Does my great master of the devil really want to verify the loyalty of my envelope? 】

When Du Wei drew out the joker card representing the gambling game, the envelope used an extremely embarrassing way to present all his thoughts in the text.

Yes it is……

This is very embarrassing...

Du Wei glanced at it blankly. The three dealer evil spirits around him had been suppressed. He didn't care about these three, but all the evil spirits behind the door.

then.

Du Wei urged coldly: "What are you hesitating? As my most loyal subordinate, do you want me to do it myself?"

Any power comes at a price.

Gain and loss are basically not proportional.

No matter how strong Du Wei is, he will abide by this rule.

Therefore, loyal subordinates are needed to carry thunder for themselves.

The envelope hasn’t known until now, what its future will be like when it signs the contract.

It just knows that its owner is definitely a villain.

As the running dog of the villain, it has already realized.

Next second.

The envelope licked...

[Great master, don’t worry, Envelope is your loyal lackey. Envelope can die for you at any time as long as you want. Isn’t it a bet against evil spirits? 】

[Give it to the envelope, and the envelope will prove to you that the envelope is more faithful than the shadow. 】

[Sooner or later, the envelope will become your number one running dog. 】

The text emerges here.

The clown card representing the gambling game exudes an evil chill.

[This is an absolute bet. As the owner's lackey, Envelope will have a bet with all the evil spirits behind the door. The winner gets everything, and the loser has nothing. Envelope will bet you can't kill me. 】

It was the first time to use gambling cards, and it was not like Sombra, with Du Wei's blessing, and it seemed extremely skilled.

After all, Du Wei has always been wearing a dark shadow, making various wishes and gambling.

If it was Du Wei, he would definitely play a text trap.

What gambling rules, what you say from his mouth, can't believe a word.

Look at the envelope.

It seems particularly sincere.

Actually use it as a rule.

Du Wei couldn't help raising his brows, and he thought to himself: "Although the envelope is a bit wasteful, it has the characteristics of infinite resurrection. It should be no problem to deal with ordinary evil spirits and evil spirits."

"If this is the case, then whenever it involves the clown card, the dice, which has a great side effect, let it be used."

However, Du Wei noticed that the bet initiated by the envelope was not as smooth as when it was initiated by himself.

Against both sides of the target game, the gap is a bit too big.

The whole joker card was shaking.

But the three evil spirit croupiers around all looked at the envelope together, and the turbulent malice began to transfer directly from Du Wei.

"not enough……"

Du Wei knocked on the table and placed his hand directly on the Joker card.

This bet requires a little bit of help from myself.

A more depressed breath radiated from him.

And that change in temperament is gradually becoming more obvious.

In front of the dim gaming table, evil spirits raged, but he promoted the development of everything, indifference, revealing a different kind of elegance.

The gambling game started...

For an instant.

One by one evil spirits appeared in the surroundings.

They didn't seem to realize what happened, so they seemed a little at a loss for a while.

Some are humanoids.

Some have nothing to do with people at all, showing a foggy state, and even have separate eyes, a little bear doll, and so on.

And the most striking.

It was one of the auras that was very strange, with nails all over his body.

It seemed to be a male evil spirit, but it was obviously severely injured, only half of its body was left, and the other half was missing.

But even so, it is enough to occupy a place among the many evil spirits.

It is an evil spirit...

Du Wei looked over one by one, allowing these evil spirits to act on the envelope.

While watching, he patted a nearby evil spirit with his right hand.

The mark is successful.

The purpose of pulling Zhuangding seems to be too easy.

Only soon he discovered a problem.

The evil spirit that Alvin Dokui became after his death did not appear.

...

the other side.

The real world outside the door.

A corpse with dry skin has crossed Europe.

Wherever it goes, as long as a living person sees it, they will hear a strange door opening, and then disappear.

Some exorcists also died in its hands.

But it still didn't stop.

Its aura became more and more terrifying, and it even meant that Du Wei first came into contact with the evil spirit Mary Shaw.

Transforming to the devil.

On a straight road.

The two sides separated are endless fields, and the autumn crops have been sown.

With the appearance of Alvin Dokui's body, a cold chill swept all around~www.NovelMTL.com~ but it suddenly stopped, standing still waiting for something quietly.

distance.

The two figures were passing quickly in the darkness.

Next second.

There was a muffled grunt in the darkness, and Mercer fell directly and fell heavily on the road, covered in blood.

The mask on his face also trembled slightly, seeming to be extremely angry.

"Damn..."

"I have already explained that the curse of your Twilight Church has nothing to do with the vanity sect. Why do you not believe it?"

"You lunatic, you are provoking the vanity sect, you really deserve to die!"

He vomited a mouthful of blood, and his chest rose and fell violently.

And in his eyes.

Slowly, the air twisted into a ball.

A figure of an old man wearing a priest's uniform and a hood with his face covered up slowly walked out.

Matthew said in an old voice: "No matter what provocation or not, many people want to watch Twilight weaken and put an undercover in Twilight."

"This is my permission."

"But I don't allow this disgusting curse to exist."

"I have to find a force to come out and warn others to let others know that as long as Twilight Clock is with me, no matter who it is, he must follow the rules for me."

Moser sneered, got up from the ground and took out a sharp dagger.

There are many weird patterns carved on the dagger, and a faintly transparent human face emerges in it.

He gritted his teeth and said: "I admit that you are powerful, but if you think you can kill me so easily, then you are really fantastic."

After speaking, a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes, and then he resolutely inserted the dagger into his chest.

But at this moment.

The opposite Matthew exclaimed: "Alvin..."