It’s not like this wizard is inappropriate

Lin An made a choice.

He has too many role models, including Professor Cao who sacrificed himself to explore the way forward, Lao Liu who gave up himself to explore the way forward, a witch-hunting knight professor, and a wizard mentor who are still in front of him.

Sacrifice is really a disgusting belief.

Lin An sighed and focused most of his attention on this unique practice, carefully comprehending the rhythm of the body entering the spiritual world. This was very crucial. He knew spiritual drawing and could draw this rhythm.

As for figuring out a set of practice steps that others can follow, sorry, he is really just a newcomer.

He still needs to rely on his own spiritual way of overtaking corners, and use this method of drawing spirituality to draw its rhythm.

Then, maybe others can, like him, rely on perceiving the rhythm in the portraits to enter this kind of body and enter the spiritual world of high-dimensional space.

And the price he had to pay was to watch Chen Xinmi's witchcraft ritual unfold until he was able to draw the rhythm.

It won’t be long!

Lin An has accumulated countless experiences in observing and drawing spirituality in the past.

I have already become familiar with it.

Poof~

The dagger pierced Chen Shuyun's chest fiercely. Chen Xinmi held the handle with both hands and cut open Chen Shuyun's chest bit by bit. Among the blurred flesh and blood, a heart could be seen beating hard.

"Oh~"

Chen Xinmi sighed softly, and gently touched the heart with her green-white fingers stained with blood, feeling the beating rhythm that longed to return to her body.

Once upon a time, this was my heart!

She licked her lips, pulled out the dagger hard, raised it high, clasped her hands, and stabbed herself in the chest.

Poof~

"Ah~~~"

Chen Xinmi wailed miserably, and lay weakly on Chen Shuyun's body, panting, using her fingers to push her body up again, and held the handle of the dagger again.

She raised her slender neck, panted feebly, her expression turned grim, and she pressed hard with her hands.

The sharp blade cut through the flesh and ribs bit by bit, opening her chest bit by bit.

In the chest, a heart covered with snake scales was beating.

The blood spreads along the lines on the blade surface, emitting a gleaming light. In this smoky and twisted space, it steams up bit by bit and blends into it.

Poof~

He pulled out the dagger and let it fall to the side.

"Hmm~~" Chen Xinmi's eyes were blurry, and she sat cross-legged on Chen Shuyun's body and twitched, feeling an indescribable sense of pleasure all over her body.

Of course, this has nothing to do with this witchcraft ritual.

Just like the information she got from carefully savoring the portrait of the black cat drawn by Lin An, Lin An didn't know how to capture the feeling deep in her heart - coolness wrapped in restlessness.

And such a cruel method ignited this restlessness.

It has to be said that in the dark corner of her heart, she actually knew that why she did not hesitate to perform the witchcraft ritual taught by Uncle Liu back then was also driven by her own dark desire to be destroyed.

Chen Xinmi licked her lips, stretched out her hands with black nail polish, put one hand into her chest to grab her heart, and the other hand into Chen Shuyun's chest to grab her heart.

He began to chant strange syllables and spells in his mouth, and the sound surged and twisted in the smoke.

She grabbed it hard and pulled it off.

Panting weakly, she shook her head vigorously to concentrate her sluggish energy, and stuffed the heart that belonged to Chen Shuyun into Chen Shuyun's chest, and murmured softly, "Give it back to you!"

After the heart is inserted, the blood vessels are like wriggling spiritual snakes, finding the gaps and automatically splicing and gluing together. As the blood beats, the breath of life flourishes.

The tendrils of flesh squirmed like tentacles, Chen Shuyun's chest closed, and snake scales began to grow on that half of his body.

Chen Xinmi lowered her head and observed for a while. She held her own heart in one hand and the dagger on the bed with the other, and climbed down from Chen Shuyun.

Her steps staggered a little, and she staggered to Lin An.

The dagger in his hand gestured towards the towering position, and he smiled mischievously.

Then she leaned on Lin An weakly, and raised the dagger in her right hand vigorously.

Poof~

The dagger plunged hard into Lin An's chest, and the blade went all the way down, opening the chest again.

Chen Xin tilted her head in confusion, her eyes blurred, and threw away the dagger feebly. She moved her fingers and slowly penetrated into her chest, and her blood-stained fingers touched the strong heart little by little.

He began to mutter curses.

"!!!"

Lin An stared at this scene coldly. He had never thought that his concentration was so strong. In order to draw the rhythm of the cultivation method, he watched Chen Xinmi doing this to him.

Now that you have made a choice, follow through.

This is not a sunk cost thing.

Hidden in his heart is a ruthlessness that is rarely shown, which is a character that was hard-earned by the orphan boy in the past. Even though he always treats everyone peacefully, he never lacks the determination to do things to the best of his ability.

Among the two camps of wizards and witch-hunting knights, he chose the witch-hunting knight camp and stood on the opposite side of Lao Liu and Chen Xinmi. When he made such a decision, he ended up killing Lao Liu.

He can feel the changes in his body in the spiritual dimension and knows to what extent he has been strengthened.

The completion of the spiritual drawing of this rhythm will bring about changes in the entire supernatural world.

And he will hold the key to change.

Whether it was ambition, or the sacrifice of those who had gone before, no matter what it was, yes, he knew that this choice was the right one.

Even if the price is being paid now.

Chen Xin is obsessed with...

You can take it easy, if you do it right, I will do it too.

Lin An himself knows the heart-to-heart witchcraft. It can even be said that he knows more than Chen Xinmi. Doesn't he think he can't erode Chen Xinmi's clone?

Lin An observed the process of this witchcraft ritual with cold eyes, ready to jump in after the spiritual drawing was successful and use this witchcraft ritual to give Chen Xin a little fan.

Heart ripped out?

It's okay, I'll just dig it back later.

What a big deal.

"Huh?" Chen Xin lay on Lin An's body and panted helplessly. She shook her head and looked at the heart in her hand with some confusion. She could feel that the heart in front of her eyes had been absorbing the spirit world. of aura.

How can this be? ! !

Lin An is also turning into a lich? But it doesn’t look like it!

However, she no longer had the energy to think about this problem. The operation of the heart-to-heart witchcraft ritual brought great mental pressure to her, and she had to proceed according to the previously planned steps.

puff!

She forcefully inserted Lin An's heart into her chest, and then inserted her own heart into Lin An's chest.

The stimulation of the ceremony caused the two people's chests to close again, and an extremely twisted force became stronger.

Chen Xinmi began to hum a mantra, and her spiritual energy surged.

A powerful aura began to surge between the demon hunter Feng Xin in the cage and the antlers on the skull. This power began to penetrate into the triangle of the ritual on the upper level, resonating and vibrating with Lin An's antlers.

Buzz buzz~~~

The strange force field twisted.

The space changed again, and Chen Shuyun seemed to overlap with the skeleton, and the pair of antlers began to be grafted onto her head.

And with the infusion of this disciplined power, the white snake's spirituality in Chen Shuyun's body began to vibrate.

Bang~

There was a weird shaking sound, as if two magnets were colliding together, and the antlers were completely connected to Chen Shuyun's head.

And with this brute force grafting, a huge jade-white python floated in the mist, raising its head and neighing.

Next to the white snake, a red rope-like mass floated. This is the suppressive witchcraft that Chen Xinmi tore half of her mind and body to Chen Shuyun.

Chen Xinmi looked increasingly weak. One hand weakly supported Lin An's body, and she slowly stretched out the other hand and shook it slightly.

The white snake and the red rope swayed, following the traces of smoke, and crashed towards her fiercely.

Just then, there was a huge explosion and the chain exploded.

One hand grabbed Chen Xinmi's neck, and the other hand grabbed the flying red rope.

"!!!"

Such a shocking change made Chen Xinmi's eyes widen.

Bang~

The white snake slammed into her body hard, and with a twisting force, a black cat was knocked out.

Right, that is it.

Just a little bit, a little bit worse.

Chen Xin weakly stretched out her hand to touch the red rope in Lin An's hand, but she felt a sudden force on the hand holding her neck, causing suffocation, pain, and dizziness.

She reached out desperately to touch the ball of red rope, but she felt increasingly powerless.

Lin An twisted his neck and stared into Chen Xin's eyes with a sneer, "I want to replace your sister and be transformed into a spiritual lich by her, and then rely on the heart-to-heart witchcraft to connect with me and suppress you with my antlers." Spirituality maintains control of your mind over your body.”

"Then you plan to use this lich transformation to go to the spirit world to deal with Lu Tingyu, save your parents, and finally use the connection between you and me to bring them back from the spirit world."

"Look, am I right?"

Chen Xin looked at Lin An in bewilderment and had to admit that this newcomer to the extraordinary world had already studied extremely in-depth in certain fields and could actually figure out her plan.

In fact, this was not her plan.

She observed Lin An's condition and discovered the wonder of the fusion of the witch hunter knight and the wizard. She planned to give the strong antlers to her sister and Lin An's antlers to herself.

Yes, the planned ending is that Lin An becomes an ordinary person again, and she and her sister become wizards with the core of the antlers furnace.

But she didn't know why, but her heart was very resistant to hurting Lin An like this.

Is it because of love?

She didn't know, she hated this feeling, but she did it anyway.

The plan was modified so that her sister would only become a wizard with the core of the antlers furnace, while she herself would become a lich in her sister's place and go to the spirit world to find the possibility of saving her parents.

She was not sure that she could return to the real world again. Maybe, after using this ritual to heal her sister and then going to the spirit world to save her parents, she might never come back because of her complete transformation into a lich.

It doesn't matter, she has long been tired of life.

The two major beliefs in life, avenging his parents turned into saving his parents, and protecting his sister, and they were all completed.

Life……

There will be no regrets anymore.

If anything, it may be a little excitement that is eager for the arrival of love, but it is more or less unwilling.

The palms that strangled her neck became harder and harder. Chen Xinmi's cheeks were bloodshot and red, and her hands became weaker and weaker.

"Unfortunately, you are going to fail!"

Lin An looked at her with a sneer, grabbed the red rope in his hand, and flicked the black cat next to him, "Next, let me run this heart-to-heart witchcraft!"