My Cold and Beautiful Wife

"Mosin, I'm learning very fast. Will I still use my spiritual power?"

Ye Fan sneered.

"Sword God ... you ... what did you do to the great inorganic civilization emperor !?

This disgusting feeling is impossible! Is it the soul form of organic matter?

How can I become like this?

No! No! This is a blasphemy against inorganic civilization! You actually made me fall to such an embarrassing and ugly look?

You all **** it! ! "

Mosin jumped thunderously and even began to speak incoherently.

For it, the soul of organic matter is a huge technological retrogression! It's like a pig-killer who has become a pig and is going crazy! "Hehe ... hehe ..." The wicked soul's long hair dragged on the floor at the moment, all fluttering in the wind, revealing a pale and morbid, but quite beautiful face.

The bloodshot eyes were covered in her two differently colored eyes, leaving only ecstasy.

"Okay ... a big soul! Is this the soul of the mechanical law **** Mosin?

Ok ... so interesting! "

"I've never seen such a soul with such a strange shape."

"Are you ... one of the ten wick souls?

Did you do this? "

Moxin suddenly realized.

"Hee hee ..." The candle wick soul just laughed at himself, completely ignoring Mosin's anger.

Mosin suddenly had trouble, and the steel plate of the entire temple began to deform in a large area! The sharp alloy keeps rotating at high speed, just beside everyone! Inside the temple, it turned into a metal meat grinder! "You will pay for your ignorance!"

"Now, this is your place of burial !!"

Without saying anything, Ye Fan directly summoned the flying sword. The metal blades are all smashed by the sword! "Aw!-" Mosin screamed painfully.

"How about it, with a painful taste, is it good?"

Ye Fan asked coldly.

"pain?

Is this pain? "

Mosin muttered, "No ... how come I feel so inferior !?"

"Don't you understand?

Mo Xin ... "Ye Fan grinned:" You are no longer afraid of pain, not afraid of death, can be unscrupulous inorganic matter, a system that can be continuously copied.

You have now become the metal monster you have despised the most.

Now you ... the strength is not even as good as an ordinary open sky ... because, at least ordinary monk, seeing my sword, will kneel down and beg for mercy! "

"Sword God! Don't forget! There are two more souls, I ..." Mosin said halfway and found something wrong?

"What are you doing?"

Ye Fan replied: "Are you digital?

Hidden in the system? "

"You are all living creatures yourself, do you think you can hide those two soul data?"

Ye Fan's sword pointed in one direction of the temple.

"I can now capture your soul clearly, and naturally see where they are."

"I will destroy your soul, and then take out their souls completely."

"And you can't stop me at all!"

Mosin's voice revealed a sense of despair and unwillingness ... "Impossible ... how could this be ... how can you crack the great inorganic civilization?"

"You low-level organisms ... no!"

Ye Fan sighed: "You are obviously the guy who is probably closest to the truth behind everything ... but you ... but your eyes are limited to boring civilized discrimination."

Before Moxin asked questions, Ye Fan had already shot! A daybreak, as if breaking the sky! The black and golden light will penetrate the soul of Mosin! Ye Fan can actually be smashed, but it is not necessary, because it is likely to hurt Angel and Patricia.

With the penetration of the soul, Mosin has become a "dementia".

Ye Fan hesitated and looked at the candle wick soul: "Candle wick soul, can you help me to strip the souls of those two girls?"

After all, professional things are better left to professional people.

"Yes ... But Master Sword God, can you let this soul of Mosin take me away?"

"You are this soul too?

This has been destroyed by me, and it will not be dissipated soon, "Ye Fan said.

"It's okay, I'll refine it and make it into my toy ... hee hee ... hehe ..." The candle wick soul seemed to think of something interesting, and his shoulders were shaking.

Chu Yunyao and others looked horrified. Fortunately, this was a "friendly army", otherwise it was scary enough.

"You can take it as you like," Ye Fan doesn't matter.

"Thank you, Lord Sword God ..." The candle wick soul is like a child who has received a gift, and is very happy.

The next thing becomes much easier.

With the help of the wick soul, using her law of soul attachment, it is easier to attach the two souls to the bodies of the two women.

Ye Fan saw Angel and Patricia, who were about to wake up, had a mixed feeling.

Although it was a false alarm, it was finally a good result.

After finishing all this, the spirit of the candle wick seemed to feel strangers at the scene, not very comfortable.

"Master Sword God ... I ... I'm going home first," Candlewick Soul whispered, the madness just now, completely gone, and became timid again.

"Oh, you helped a lot today, I owe you a favor," Ye Fan said heartily.

The Doomsday also came forward to thank, after all, this time, Moxin was completely killed.

"No ... It's okay, I also got an interesting soul", the candle wick soul stroked a jar at hand.

"Well, I'll send you back, I know, you definitely don't like to go to the teleportation array, there are many stations to go back to here," Ye Fan said.

"Don't use ... don't bother Lord Sword God", the candle wick soul shook his head.

"You're welcome."

Ye Fan couldn't help but say, with the spirit of the candle wick, the sword intention was transferred back to the ancient tomb of the candle dragon city.

"I have been busy lately. I will be free next time. Come and invite you to dinner.

By the way, you can also go to Zhongzhou. I'll invite you to drink when I'm here. If I'm not there, you can find Qingxue.

Today you helped us resurrect two important family members. My family will be happy to make friends with you ... I am a confidant and a confidant, Dr. Yu, who is a researcher on poisonous poison. She may like these researches.

Don't stay alone in the ancient tomb, although you know you like to study corpses, but occasionally deal with living people, "Ye Fan smiled.

Hearing these words, the candle wick soul bowed his head and held out the word "good" for a long time.

Then, without waiting for Ye Fan to say goodbye, she flicked her hair, fled to the desert, and rushed back to the ancient tomb.

Ye Fan's face was blank, could it be wrong?

But he didn't have much time to think about it, he was anxious and moved back to the mechanical temple again.

As soon as I arrived at the laboratory, I heard a woman scream!