Ferocious Beast Concubine: Miss Second Waste

"Get ready. Concentrate your internal energy and hold your breath." Fang Yuyu pointed and sealed the big acupoints all over the landlord's body, and then completely removed the clothes on his upper body.

Suddenly he bit his index finger and began to draw a spell from his back.

This is a blood curse engraved with the dark power of the evil blood of her Yinyue people.

One stroke after another, like a vortex, summoning the power of another world to pour into the host's body.

After touching those black mandala patterns, those patterns seemed to be alive, and began to tremble and struggle.

The black vines began to wither, the petals kept falling, and the flower buds on the chest were withering.

Suddenly, the black flower bud spreading on the man's body broke free from his body, and opened its huge black flower bud mouth towards Fang Yu in the air, full of thorns and rancidity!

Want to possess and devour and transfer to Fang Yu's body!

Hmph, overestimate one's abilities.

Fang Yu sneered.Who is she, the heir of the previous ghost villa!From ancient times to all the secrets of witchcraft and curses in Jinjianghu, there is nothing she doesn't know.

What's more, her body is full of evil spirits, pure and incomparably dark power.The little curse mark of the dark power in front of her dared to attack her.

Like an eagle catching a chick, Fang Yu grabbed the head of the black vine and pulled it out at once.

As soon as the black mandala came into contact with Fang Yu's body, it immediately emitted white smoke, as if being ignited, and writhed in pain.Like a poisonous snake being pinched seven inches.

Fang Yu drew the last stroke with his left hand.

Fang Yu quickly formed a seal with one hand, pressed down on the man's incomparably strong chest muscles, and murmured a few words: "Death and wither."

There was a spitting sound, as if glass had been shattered.

The black mandala in her hand shattered into countless powders.

At the same time, a stream of black air emerged from his ears, and at the same time, the blood mark on his back turned into a spell composed of red rays of light, swimming around him, devouring the remaining mandala residue.

Finally, it converged into a blood spot, which turned into a black spot the size of a mung bean on the back of the right palm.

Fang Yu let out a long sigh of relief: "It's done."