Why am I the only male apprentice of the evil queen

In other words, does the body have a mind of its own? Fenmu has experienced this kind of thing a lot, and when he is walking on the street, even if he doesn't have any conscious thoughts, his eyes will subconsciously look for the beautiful buttocks. Sometimes when he thinks of Anasta's beautiful buttocks, his body will be out of control. produce a reaction.

Fenmu said nothing, waiting for her to continue explaining.

"My current existence can hardly be called a soul resuscitation, and there is no way to say otherwise. I can connect with this body in my senses. In other words, if I give my soul body enough stimulation, this stimulation will It feeds back into the body and then eliminates you, but the question still depends on your ability to provide that 'enough'."

The Ghost King walked up to him with his bare feet, lowered his head and looked at Fenmu. His fingers with pointed nails gently lifted Fenmu's chin. When his fingers touched him, he also clicked on a ray of divine power to check. His physical strength.

"The situation of different races is different. I have never seen a half-body human body before. I don't know what the capabilities are. But you don't have the soul strength to match the physical body. I'm afraid someone forged the physical body for you. Just For this body, a little enjoyment should be enough."

Fenmu was not short, but facing Guiwangshen's tall figure of about two meters, he still had to look up at her peaks and appearance. He hesitated and asked:

"First of all, it's just a hypothesis. Assuming that the method you mentioned is not feasible, Ghost King Shen, can you make this body react in a satisfying way by yourself?"

Boys have traditional crafts, and most girls also have them, right? If it is not necessary, sometimes doing it yourself may be more effective in achieving the desired effect.

He was really frightened by the method given by the Ghost King and God. In the past, it was normal for him to repel the Nightmare King Lamia by spanking him, but he did not expect that he would resort to this method now. Compared with then, his ability has obviously improved a lot, but why the method of defeating the alien gods has become more and more unbearable.

Is it really the story of the brave man with a stick who defeats the demons?

"It's not good. The bodies of the ghosts are not as thin-skinned as the human race. In other words, the level of stimulation that the body and soul can endure is very high. It is difficult for them to feel sensations on their own." She suddenly raised her head and glanced at the sky. "Okay, bugs. They should be aware of my existence, but it won’t affect me here for the time being.”

"The cave walls outside began to shrink and squeeze!" Antou Shiranui was closer to the exit and recently discovered the situation outside.

The narrow passage that was originally relatively spacious slowly squeezed into the middle, and the small room Fenmu was in also reacted, shrinking to a degree visible to the naked eye.

The young ninja woman reached out and tried to break the squeeze on the wall, but found that she couldn't break it open at all.

Fenmu knew that the fake "Ghost King" outside had sensed the threat and had already hurriedly wanted to kill him in his belly and digest it. This undoubtedly proved that the method proposed by Ghost King and God just now was feasible.

"Then I want to go with Fenmu." Sidney suddenly said, his tone not allowing Fenmu to bargain.

Mrs. Antang was a little dumbfounded. She understood the whole conversation. Even though her experience was a bit late, she had been freed from demons for more than 20 years. She was already an expert at curing demons in the residence before she was even ten years old. She had never heard of such a thing. Ways to fight back.

"Then let me ask one last question, how long does it usually take for the ghost clan?" Fenmu no longer hesitated and began to put away his clothes.

"For the ghost clan, it will be two months without interruption. It is a bit difficult for the human clan to withstand it, but you have a demigod body, so you should make do with it. If necessary, I will also help you cast spells to strengthen your abilities." Ghost King God will not comfort you. Human character, but now I still take care of the other person's feelings.

The King of Ghosts is only two months old? Fenmu breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that there is indeed a difference between gods and gods. At this time, let alone the master, it is not even a fraction of Master Anna. The counting method of the masters in "years" is really scary. And "year" is still a modest way of saying...

As Fenmu's "warehouse manager", Sidney served him to remove the equipment and throw it back into his private dreamland.

Under the light, a huge shadow was reflected on the horrified expression of Mrs. Antang next to her. She took a breath and swallowed dryly.

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Santukawa Rin and Antou Marei came to the dark underground tomb. The exquisite murals on both sides exuded mystery and vaguely wrote about the glory of the past species.

It was hard for Antou Marei to imagine that this was the history of the ghost race, which was now like a barbaric race.

"Zhenli, please help me lift his head. It's disgusting. I'm worried that he will peek under my skirt." Santukawa Rin shook the old man's head 360 degrees like a child shaking a weight.

Accidentally, the beard she was holding on broke off, and the whole head flew out. She apologized quickly and ran over to pick up the head.

"No, I'm also worried about him peeking under my skirt." Marei Antou refused. Out of compromise, she threw a piece of rope to the female warrior, "How about you tie his head and drag him on the ground?"

"What are you worried about? Aren't you wearing tights?" Muttered, Santukawa Rin still took the rope and dragged the ghost old man's head to the ground.

The old people of the ghost tribe dare not speak out when they are angry, and dare not speak about their suffering.

Going all the way to the end, although there are secret doors to block it, Santukawa Rin is not a person who likes to solve puzzles. She is too tired. Living is already very tiring, so there is no need to add obstacles to herself. She and Antou Marei After locating the current underground location, he returned to the ground and blasted the ground open with psychic energy, successfully entering the sealed chamber.

After lighting the fire certificate, Santukawa Rin placed the ghost head on the candlestick next to it, and studied the information on the stone tablet in the middle with Marei Antou.

"Can you let me take a look?" Guitou brushed his presence weakly, hoping to see the legacy left by his ancestors.

"Don't make any noise." Marei Antou threw a shuriken over to warn.

"Is this true?" The nervous female warrior couldn't help but be surprised, "The ghost tribe was once so powerful? Or did I get some wrong information?"

"There should be nothing wrong. The first sentence says that the Ghost King God is a 'god' created by gathering the strength of the entire clan during a special period. He was born to conquer and fight against the chaotic situation at that time."

In addition, it also mentioned an even more unbearable past.

No one from the ghost tribe could become a god through cultivation, so they created a god. The ghost tribe has two major talents, the ghost horn that contains huge power, and the source of power that adapts to spiritual energy. However, these two will not appear in the same ghost tribe. The process of creating a god is complicated and there are many failures, but to sum up Just put these two talents together.

The Ghost King God who is crowned in this way is not a real god, and has shortcomings in all aspects, but he is not inferior in terms of hard combat power, and some foreign gods cannot even compete with them.

However, the leader of the ghost tribe at that time was more ambitious. The ghost king and god had always been a puppet of the tribe at that time, controlled by the tribe. This was impossible for other gods, but the ghost king and god had no way to resist this kind of control.

After the chaotic period, the value of the ghost king and god is no longer, and the ghost leader wants to dissolve the consciousness of the ghost king and god, so that he can occupy the god's body and become a god himself.

But it takes time to dissolve a god's consciousness. Before her consciousness died, the ghost clan's mental restraint on her was dissolved first. The ghost king and god who had released his control killed the entire prosperous ghost clan to a point where they were almost completely injured. The genocide was exterminated. Unfortunately, the death of consciousness did not give her enough time to complete her revenge.

In the end, the Ghost King buried himself in a deep dream, not giving the ghosts a chance to obtain the divine body.

Santuchuan Rin clicked his tongue and shook his head, indicating that he was full:

"Fen Mu has mentioned something about Taimo Ninja before. It was said that the ancestors of Taimo Ninja accidentally discovered the body of the Ghost King and God, and then dedicated their faith to get the power to pass on...I'm afraid If it’s not an internal matter within the ghost clan, there will be no anti-demonic dormitory in the future.”

Antou Marei had similar emotions to her, but she knew that the purpose of the stone tablet was not to commemorate it. She continued to search for information on it, and she found what she wanted!

"This is it. The reason for the existence of this secret room is that the ancestors of the ghost clan were not sure whether the ghost king and god would be resurrected or whether they were completely dead. They were worried that she would come back to take revenge, so they left this stone tablet to warn future generations. It is also mentioned above It is said that he left behind a potion that can dissolve the consciousness of ghost kings and gods.”

The female warrior continued to look for melons on the stone tablet, ignoring Antou Marei's professional attitude. Santukawa Rin exclaimed to herself:

"Oh my god! The Ghost King God was originally a female body, but after being forcibly fused with the source of the ghost clan's power, is that a male body or a female body?"

"Hey! You, you, let me see it too!" Guitou continued to try to refresh his sense of existence, "At least let me know about the glory of the ancestors!"

Miss Anti-Demon Ninja followed the guidance on the stone tablet and obtained a skull-shaped transparent bottle in a secret box, which contained a dark red liquid. The liquid was soaked with flesh, blood, organs and other strange things.

"What kind of treasure is it! A great tonic wine passed down from the ghost clan?" Santukawa Rin put aside his curiosity about eating melons and moved closer to Antou Marei, "Is this really drinkable?"

"Be normal, this is something used to deal with ghost kings and gods. Don't always think about wine." Antou Marei was speechless to her, and pulled her face away, worried that she would actually secretly take a sip. .

The female warrior rubbed her cheek, regained her energy, and said seriously:

"Then our trip is not in vain. I don't know what's going on with Fenmu. Let's go back quickly. I hope nothing happened to him. The peak combat power of this ghost king and god during his lifetime was unusual!"

Chapter 70 Then the gun came out like a dragon!

There are many attack methods, but in theory the most perfect attack form is highly consistent in general, that is, high attack speed, direct attack on weak points (critical hits), and high basic attack. In fact, it can perfectly achieve the combination of the three. There are very few, and it would be nice to have one of them.

It is difficult for Fenmu to do these three points in a cold battle, but in a different venue and situation, he can easily use them. After all, in the past few months, even the succubus Rachel directly After passing out several times, and being squeezed out of her endurance by Master Anna, Fenmu's most glorious moment was probably the one that cannot be described.

"Fen Mu, I'll help you protect her and get rid of her quickly. The rest will be mine!"

Sidney stared at Fenmu with burning eyes, supporting him with his jade hands, and faintly gathered the attack power of the dead souls piled up from killing the bamboo rat into one place, focusing on the attack on the Ghost King and God.

As for the deeper buttocks of Guiwangshen, her buttocks had already been told to Fenmu.

"Don't brew it for so long, it won't make much difference."

The Ghost King and God lay flat on the ground, with a tall figure, a calm tone, and an even more indifferent attitude, as if she was waiting for a mosquito to bite her. She did not take Fenmu's strength into consideration, and only hoped that the human race would rarely see a demigod. The body can bring a little surprise.

But Fenmu could understand her disdain. The comparison between Fenmu's figure and Ghost King Shenyi highlighted her large and suppressed figure.

It's understandable, but it doesn't mean it's acceptable.

"King of Ghosts, I know that existences at the level of gods are arrogant, just like adults mocking children for their innocence. But when men and women are having a heart-to-heart relationship, your attitude is really hurtful!"

Fenmu held Gui Wangshen's waist and stroked her strong abdominal muscles with his fingers, suddenly hitting the nail on the head and pointing out her most hidden weakness.

"?!" Ghost King God's pupils shrank suddenly, but his hands were controlled by Sidney, unable to resist.

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The unique food called Fenmu has been eaten, and Xing Zhicai is waiting for him to slowly release the fear deep in his heart in the desperate situation of isolation and helplessness, and use that fear to feed back her strength.

Even if the degree of feedback is minimal, fear itself is delicious, and more is always better.

But Xing Zhicai also felt that his body instinctively changed the circulation direction of the divine power in the body, and gathered a little bit of power towards the palace core.

Why is divine power transmitted to that part? Where is the body's intention? Maybe there's something hidden there!

The perception released was blocked in the secret chamber of the flower room deep in the core of the palace. There was something blocking her perception!

"What did you do secretly?" Xing Zhicai asked uncertainly.

The body did not respond, and vaguely conveyed sarcasm and ridicule through divine power, as if looking at the poor guy who was about to die.

My death is coming? ! What nonsense are you talking about? She finally returned to this paradise and she hasn’t had enough fun. Besides, what could possibly hurt her? Even the human demigod with a little bit of strength has been devoured by her. Unless she has the idea of ​​sparing his life, there is no chance of the demigod boy making a comeback!

"Ah, forget it, you guys annoy me so much. I came here to have fun, not to worry about your nonsense. You are not worthy of making me worry... I remember the demigods The boy brought a few companions here, so kill them and have fun."

A twisted smile appeared on Xing Zhicai's face again, destroying the arrogance and charm of this pretty face.

The surrounding enchantment dispersed, and the divine power enchantment returned to Star Color's body with its original power.

Outside, Rachel and others were waiting outside. The moment the barrier disappeared, they joined forces to attack the Star Color. However, the difference in strength was difficult to make up for with numbers. After a single blow, the succubus and the nun were repulsed. More than ten meters away, Xiluen in the evil spirit form could only maintain her balance.

"Where's Fenmu!"

Xiluen asked, picking up the blood-thirsty sword that was stuck in the ground. He glanced at the sword body from the corner of his eyes, and saw that cracks had already appeared on it after just one blow.

"I ate it~" Xing Zhicai pointed to her dress proudly, licked her red lips with her wet tongue, and said, "I ate every bit of it, and now I'm waiting for him to contribute his fear."

"Then you're pretty open, and you can leave now." Xiluen used conversation to delay time, giving herself time to accumulate strength.

But the Outer God had already seen her plan and was not in a hurry to stop it, because it was an absolute confidence crushing. She looked at Xiluen and the others leisurely, as if she was announcing a death sentence:

"Don't be so sad, I will eat your head soon and send you to see her. Maybe he can contribute the delicious emotion of despair again, haha...ah!"

Xing Zhicai's pride came to an abrupt end. Her legs tightened together, and her whole body suddenly went numb, making her unable to exert any strength.

Why? !

Why is this happening? !

I obviously didn't feel the attack, so why did it suddenly feel like someone had hit me with great force from the inside of my body!

The consciousness kept searching for the memories from this land, and Xing Zhicai understood what this feeling was!

She became angry from embarrassment, the red color on her white hair became much richer, and anger burned in the depths of her pupils:

"Damn it! Body, how dare you collude with that demigod scum—ah! Stop! Stop it!"

Rachel and Xiluen looked at each other, wondering what happened to the Ghost King and God, and why he suddenly fell to his knees, sweat spurting out in pain and soaking his clothes.

Xing Zhicai tried to gather strength to kill Fenmu's companions and give him some warnings to make him lose the motivation to resist. However, every time he accumulated some strength, it would be shattered in his consciousness and he could not concentrate to complete the spell.

...

After a while, Xing Zhicai straightened up as if he had been poisoned, and then fell to the ground completely unconscious.

Santukawa Rin and Antou Marei rushed back after getting the God-killing Water, and looked at the Ghost King who fell on the ground in a daze.

"You defeated the Ghost King and God with your strength alone?! No, where is Fenmu?" Santukawa Rin found that one person was missing.

Antou Marei doesn't have as many doubts and questions as she does. She understands that all doubts should wait until the matter is resolved before asking, otherwise it will cause trouble!

The filthy potion was sprinkled on the body of the Ghost King and God, and the miasma emitted by the potion echoed with mournful wails and cries, among which perhaps there was the scream of Star Color.

A wisp of black Yin Qi flew up and fled towards the sky in embarrassment. Silune discovered this first and tried to stop it, but it didn't work at all. She lacked the means to fight against the soul of the outer god.

But the soul of the Star Color suddenly broke and fell like a kite, fell to the ground, and was sealed by a force of death.

"Alas!" Anastasia sighed, "I wanted you to play a good game with this little bastard, but why did you let him take advantage of the opportunity after we only played for a while?"

Well, it was indeed defeated by "taking advantage of" loopholes.

In the era of melee between the gods, the fighting was so fierce, but after being spanked and splashed with love potions, Anastasia saw a strange way to defeat the gods.

Chapter 71 The oriole is behind

The Color of Stars was sealed in a small crystal by Anasta. Because of the presence of the sealed object, the crystal showed the deep beauty of the starry sky.

It was useless for her to hold such a thing, so she threw it at the feet of the evil spirit Silune.

Xilu En was still worried about letting the tiger go back to the mountain. She had no means to leave the soul of the alien god, but suddenly something touched the heel of her shoe. The beautiful and plump evil spirit woman bent down and twisted the piece with her slender nails. The crystal contained the aura of the alien god just now? !

"What's going on? Who is it that can easily crystallize and seal the soul of an outer god?"

She looked around warily, but unfortunately Anastasia was leaning on the tree trunk behind her and she couldn't feel it.

After Star Color's defeat, the ghost king's body returned to the control of the original body, but the original body was also in a state of unconsciousness.

The body of the tall and fit Ghost King trembled for a while. No matter how detailed the description was, it was probably like a silver bottle being broken... water slurry bursting out.