School Flower Forced Marriage, My Writing Wheel Was Exposed

Although I don't know what means Meng Hang used to make the sisters Xiao Linger and Xiao Waner bow their heads, but Bu Jia smiled disdainfully when she heard that Meng Hang wanted the second daughter to extract her soul.

"Hey hey, boy, you are too naive."

"If I can make the two female dolls deflate in the field I'm best at, then the old man will have lived in vain for so many years."

Hearing what he said, Meng Hang raised his brows and looked at the second daughter.

"Hehe, this old pervert looks down on you guys."

Being looked down upon in front of the son, his face showed anger.

"Sister, give him some color and see!"

Xiao Wan'er showed frost on her face, and after she finished speaking to her sister, a huge white shadow appeared behind her, it was Bai Wuchang.

Xiao Linger was not to be outdone, she pouted angrily, and a black and impermanent phantom appeared behind her at the same time.

The two did not talk nonsense. At the same time as the phantom appeared, two huge chains appeared from the hands of the black and white impermanence phantom, rushing towards Bu Jia through the gap in the prison cage.

Bu Jia snorted coldly, and the Shinigami shadow behind him also flashed at the same time.

It's just that due to the limited space in the Hellfire, Shinigami's phantom is not as huge as when he first attacked Kong Weiguo, but only about his height.

Shinigami phantom opened his arms, like embracing a lover, and hugged Bu Jia from behind.

At the same time, the two chains had also arrived in front of Bu Jia, piercing through his body without stopping.

But at the next moment, the two sisters' soul-locking chains, which had always been unfavorable, were deflated.

When the soul-locking chain touched his body, it did not pull out the soul of the other party as in the past, but bounced back as if it had hit an invisible wall.

Seeing this scene, the two girls couldn't help but widen their eyes, not understanding why their most proud method failed.

Seeing their expressions, Bu Jia laughed proudly.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Two stinky female dolls, want to smoke the soul of the old man, you should practice for another hundred years!"

"Humph, Hugh is frantic!"

The second daughter secretly glanced at Meng Hang and found that his eyes were dark and unclear, and suddenly became a little anxious.

Looking at each other, they bit their fingers at the same time and pinched a profound hand trick.

The black and white impermanent phantom behind him became a little more solid, and the Soul Locking Chain really turned into two pythons with big mouths, biting towards Bu Jia.

Seeing this, Bu Jia's eyes showed admiration, but there was no trace of fear.

Two pitch-black pythons spread their huge fangs and bit on Bu Jia's body.

But the result didn't change much, no matter how hard the two giant pythons turned into, they couldn't break Bu Jia's defense.

"Okay, stop."

After a while, Meng Hang saw that the two girls were already sweating profusely, so he stopped.

"Son, we can do it!"

Xiao Linger thought that Meng Hang was disappointed with them, and said anxiously.

"Hey hey, boy, don't waste your effort."

"No one can pull my soul out except if I am willing to do it myself."

Bu Jia looked at Meng Hang and said proudly.

"Oh, really?"

"Then I'll try too."

Meng Hang shook his neck a few times and made a "quack, quack" sound, the corner of his mouth suddenly grinned to the base of his ear, and said grimly.

Bu Jia's smile froze, looking at his strange expression, she asked with some guilty conscience:

"What are you doing!"

Just before he finished speaking, he felt that his eyes were dark.

When Bu Jia opened his eyes again, he was surprised to find that he was in an unfamiliar space.

And his whole body was entangled by a huge white python, unable to move.

What shocked him even more was that at this time, he was no longer the beautiful and moving Cui Lian appearance, but changed back to his original old appearance.

Bu Jia stared at Meng Hang in disbelief, and said in horror:

"how is this possible!"

"How could you take my soul out!"

Meng Hang, who entered the Tsukuyomi space this time, didn't hold any weapons in his hands, he just folded his arms around his chest and looked at Bu Jia's real face with interest.

At this time, Bu Jia's face was old, his eyes were wretched, and his mouth was like big yellow teeth that he hadn't brushed in more than ten years.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect the legendary doll collector to look like this."

"No wonder you always like to occupy other people's bodies. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to accept myself looking like this."

Meng Hang shook his head and said regretfully.

Hearing what Meng Hang said, Bu Jia seemed to have suffered some kind of humiliation, struggled frantically, and roared at Meng Hang:

"Boy, you have to die!"

"The old man must dig out your eyes to make wine, and then cut off your tongue to feed the dog!!"

"Are you talking to me?"

Meng Hang's originally kind face sank, and the temperature in the entire field dropped a bit.

Bu Jia, who was dazzled by the embarrassment, realized at this time that she was still sticking to the fish on the board, and she only saw Meng Hang in her life and death.

But he didn't show much fear.

"Little beast, you can kill me if you have the ability."

"But I'm dead, and you'll never let Four out of the doll."

Bu Jia stared at Meng Hang's expression carefully. He was betting on whether Meng Hang would spare his life for that puppet.

"Jie Jie Jie~"

"How dare you threaten me!"

Meng Hang suddenly laughed strangely when he heard his words.

Then he rubbed his chin in a contemplative manner, and then continued:

"I hate people threatening me the most, so I'm going to punish you!"

As he said that, before Bu Jia could react, his right hand penetrated directly into his chest, stirring for a while.

A sharp pain hit, and Bu Jia opened her eyes wide, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth.

He couldn't believe that Meng Hang really killed himself just like that.

Only the next moment, he was horrified to find that, except for the severe pain in his body, his vitality had not been reduced by half.

"How is this going??"

Bu Jia has always thought that his soul-type powers are already very strange, but when he met Meng Hang today, he knew what it means to have a sky outside the sky.

Meng Hang's right hand squirmed in his chest, as if he was looking for something.

After a long while, his eyes lit up, he held his right hand, and he pulled out a bloody heart.

Strangely, when Meng Hang's right hand was pulled out, the big hole in Bu Jia's chest was healed miraculously.

At this time, Meng Hang's right hand was dripping with blood, and the heart was still beating strangely.

Meng Hang's eyes showed excitement and frenzy, and he even stretched out his slender tongue to lick the bloody heart.

Immediately, his already blood-red tongue became even redder.

Meng Hang smacked his lips, his eyes narrowed excitedly, showing an expression of extreme enjoyment.

"Blood is really delicious~"