My cards are not straight

Chapter 85 Horse monkey shochu, transformation

"The knife fell on your head, of course you are not in a hurry!"

Wen Ning repelled the sickle, and the dagger in his hand was scrapped again.

"Next is your turn, Song Yi."

Wen Ning backed away and gave up the stage to Song Yi.

The sickle picked up the sickle and looked at the two with a smile, "I don't play turn-based games, I want them all!"

It swung its sickle and flew forward.

Song Yi drew out his sword to resist, the sickle collided with the copper coin sword and made a squeak.

Black smoke curled up and hovered in the sky.

"Sigh~"

Song Yi's arm was numb from the shock.

The sickle didn't care about the weapon in his hand, but stuck out his tongue and licked Song Yi forcefully.

"nausea!"

Song Yi swung his scythe away and stepped back ten steps to wipe his cheeks. The sticky touch on his hands reminded him of the fact that he was being tricked and frivolous.

"Are you sick!"

He cursed at the scythe.

Scythe ignored him, and rushed towards Wen Ning wantonly with a smile, "Men are rough-skinned and thick-fleshed, so it's better to be a little girl with thin skin and tender flesh!"

The knife flashed by, Wen Ning couldn't dodge in time, and a strand of hair was cut off.

The broken hair fell to the ground, and Wen Ning's eyes became colder, "Sorry, I refuse to step on it!!!"

She took out the skill card and stood it upright in front of her, and the sickle hit straight up.

"I have eaten more cards than you have used. I will not just watch you use cards."

The sickle was swung away, a strong light burst out, and the ghost was bounced ten meters away.

The hurricane centered on Wen Ning spread to the surroundings, her long black hair was scattered, and her eyes were chilling.

"Hey, boy, what kind of operation is this?"

Wen Goudan held two branches in front of his eyes, Pidianpidian came to Song Yi's side, his eyes couldn't stop his curiosity.

Song Yi left a sentence, "I don't know, maybe it's too big!" He immediately stood in front of Wen Ning and took the blow from the scythe.

Wen Ning's card array was too large and the loading speed was too slow.

Song Yi had no choice but to act as a tank to attract the scythe's treacherous firepower to prevent Wen Ning from collapsing in the middle.

In the hurricane, Wen Ning held a cosmetic box made of cards in her hand, her feet were about the width of her chest, she cast a spell on the cosmetic box with her right hand, and shouted in a stern voice, "Gunara, the God of Darkness—Hurrah, black Transformation!"

Her hair was blown on end by the wind, and with this shout, she was surrounded by a halo.

Song Yi staggered when he heard these words, and almost got his brain cut by a sickle.

Wen Ning gracefully stood on tiptoe and leaped into the air, volleying in the air.

The sickle had never seen such a card skill before. He threw the sickle at Song Yi, turned into a black mist and rushed towards Wen Ning, striking east and west with one move.

The purple ribbon was wrapped around Wen Ning's body, and every time she changed her outfit, she would match the corresponding BGM, which immediately filled the girl's heart.

Song Yi avoided the sickle attack and looked at Wen Ning who was still transforming, and said to himself: No!

The sickle flew up, it stretched out its hand, and the sickle, which was still entangled with Song Yi, flew towards it.

"go to hell!"

When the sickle struck, Wen Ning just opened his eyes.

"It's over, it's over!"

Wen Goudan quickly closed his eyes, not daring to watch the bloody scene.

Song Yi exclaimed, "No—"

Accompanied by the dazzling light, the sickle turned into a meteor bomb and flew tens of meters away.

"Want... eh?"

Song Yi's sad face instantly turned into a funny one.

The strong light gradually dissipated, the dark purple skirt danced with the wind, and the bow on the chest was so dazzling.

"Little girl, are you... all right... right?"

The glare dissipated, and Wen Goudan threw away the two branches in front of him and wept with joy, but when he saw Wen Ning who was standing there, his tone was like a roller coaster going downhill.

"What can be wrong?"

Wen Ning raised her head confidently, "I feel full of strength now!"

She had a toothy grin and a flash.

Song Yi immediately covered his eyes and shouted loudly, "Ah, my eyes! My eyes! It hurts so much!"

Wen Goudan was even more irritated, "God, if I'm guilty of fortune-telling, please let the law punish me instead of letting me see this picture!"

Wen Ning frowned, "What's wrong, you two?"

In the middle of speaking, Wen Ning was stunned.

What about her cool voice like spring water?
What's the matter with this rough tone?

When Wen Ning reached out to touch her neck, her pupils shrank.

Wait, why does she have an Adam's apple, and it protrudes so much?
Suddenly, she felt a chill on her neck, and she slapped it like a thunderbolt from the blue.

Beg the bean sack, where's my hair?

What about my silky, black, waist-length hair!
And my hands.

Wen Ning lowered her eyebrows and looked at the hand, which was twice as big as usual, with a muscle in her arm. She couldn't help but backed up.

No wonder she felt that she was full of strength.

It turns out...it turns out...

She recited the Little Demon Fairy's Transformation Curse, and her style was in the style of "Horse Monkey Shaojiu".

Wen Ningsha's brain was overloaded and she stopped thinking.

The scythe that was knocked into the air climbed up from the ground, and seeing Wen Ning change from a woman to a man, there were other colors on its dead blue-gray face.

It immediately blinded its eyes, and anger welled up spontaneously.

"Go to hell, shemale!"

"Whoever burns my eyes will die!"

The sickle has no eyes, but this is not important, it is just a decoration, it depends on popularity.

The sickle swept across, and Wen Ning summoned the magic weapon of the black magic - the violin.

The magic weapon is worthy of being a magic weapon, a musical instrument can resist the sickle and make a metal collision sound at the same time.

She lowered her gaze to the sickle, picked up the violin and smashed it on the head.

A collision of magic and supernatural.

Fist-sized bumps grew out of the treacherous spirit body.

"It actually hit?"

"It actually hit it?!"

Two voices sounded simultaneously.

Sickle and Wen Ning looked at each other, and they separated at the same time.

"My darling!"

No. [-] Wen Goudan, who eats melon, marvels at this person's strange confrontation.

Melon No. [-] Song Yi: "Directly hallucinate the tower confrontation."

The two looked at each other, and Wen Goudan suddenly smiled, which could be called wretched.

"Who do you think will win?"

Song Yi also grinned, "That must be Wen Ning!"

"It's moving, it's moving."

Wen Ning picked up the violin and attacked at the same time as the sickle.

Bang Dang, the strings were struck by the sickle and made a sound.

After several more strings, Sickle couldn't help complaining: "This should be a musical instrument, right? Who uses a musical instrument as a knife?"

"My instrument is my decision. Of course, I am sorry to those who love violin. Now I am sorry to them."

After finishing the words, Wen Ning pulled out a violin bow and poked it in the direction of Guixin.

Scythe quickly dodged.

"Tsk."

Wen Ning spun around and put the violin on her neck, "It's time to give you the final blow, Gunara God of Darkness..."

After chanting the spell, the magic attack hit the sickle directly.

But the imaginary heavy damage did not appear, and the sickle gradually grew stronger.

"Ahahaha, God help me too!"

The sickle made a villain's exclusive laugh, it raised its right hand and clenched its fist, feeling the surging power.

Wen Ning was puzzled, her eyes were full of confusion, "Could it be that Western magic is no match for Eastern magic?"

　Magical girl, this animation left a deep impression on my young mind, it is worth watching

　　
　
(End of this chapter)