Quickly wear it: The weak female supporting role defeats the male and female protagonists again

Chapter 317: The Vicious Fat Unmarried Wife VS the Cold-Faced Master Gu

Bai Qinghong was so impressed by the beauty of his own skills that he couldn't help but cover his face: "I feel so broken!"

System: “You…”

A scornful smile flashed across the man's eyes: "Little dodder, wait until I swallow you in one gulp, and you will feel even more broken."

He suddenly opened his bloody mouth and bit towards Bai Qinghong.

The system said anxiously: "Run!"

A gleam of light flashed in Bai Qinghong's eyes, and a soft but extremely strong misty white light suddenly burst out from his body.

The man's bloody mouth stopped less than three centimeters away from her hair, and stopped there, unable to move forward even a little bit.

The man smelled the charming scent emanating from Bai Qinghong's soul body and his mouth was watering with greed.

The sticky and smelly saliva and mucus dripped in front of Bai Qinghong, easily corroding the virtual space into black holes one by one.

The system then discovered that the petals that Bai Qinghong had just scattered fell on the man, and had taken root and sprouted at some point, growing into tiny dodder vines.

The roots of those flower vines were constantly differentiating and taking root in some creepy way, penetrating deep into the man's soul and body, constantly absorbing nutrients.

On the flower vines, clusters of petals bloom explosively with great vitality.

The man's eyes widened, and his bloodshot eyes stared at Bai Qinghong: "You are looking for death!"

Bai Qinghong smiled: "Who said that dodder flowers are weak?"

The man realized that the soul power in his body was constantly draining away.

He roared and grabbed the black mist system floating next to him. His soul body mutated like a zombie, and it seemed as if it was being inflated from the inside. One part after another began to swell.

In less than a moment, the man's body grew several times larger in a twisted posture.

The white vines were broken one by one and the flowers withered quickly.

Bai Qinghong's face turned pale, and blood flowed from the corners of his lips.

The man standing in front of her was like a towering mountain, with overwhelming pressure from the late stage of Great Perfection of the Wild Rank.

Bai Qinghong still had a thousand-pound weight on him, pressing her down to her knees, unable to get up.

A soft hum escaped from her red lips.

She had to support herself with her hands to keep her balance.

The soul power in his body was being evaporated due to the oppression.

The man laughed loudly, like a proud Thai ape: "You think you can defeat me with just these? Ignorant idiot!"

Bai Qinghong's arms had begun to tremble, and his ears were ringing so loudly that he could hardly hear what the other person was saying.

The system in my ear was still chattering, "Can you stop being so stubborn? How much energy does it take to weave a flower with soul power?"

Obviously, all those powers were gathered together to be able to fight, but she insisted on doing it like this for the sake of beauty.

It's like a ball of metal. Obviously, if it is compressed into metal, it can be made into a lead ball that can kill people, but she insists on digging it out bit by bit, making it into iron wire flowers, and then throwing it at people in small pieces.

Would the effect be the same?

The system jumped up and down anxiously: "Can you be more obedient! With so many powerful pills, so much soul power, and the power given by the Lord God, you don't have to be so embarrassed..."

"It's so noisy!" Bai Qinghong slapped it away impatiently, but because he lacked the support of his arm, his body was completely crushed to the ground.

Her face was pressed tightly against the ground and she could hardly get up. Her head seemed to be crushed by something and she could even hear the sound of soul force being torn apart.

Her soul body could hardly bear such weight and was crushed into a pile of slag.

Bai Qinghong gritted his teeth and almost dug his ten fingers into the ground.

Trying hard to hold up your body.

The man half-drooped his eyelids in mockery, as if he was looking at an ant: "No matter how hard you struggle, you must die in my hands today, poor little beauty, your face is wasted." "If you surrender to our Black Dragon Secret Service, with this face, you might even be able to become a senior executive."

There was a gap on Bai Qinghong's finger, and soul power leaked out continuously, rushing towards the man and merging into his spiritual body.

This is a sign that a soul is being devoured by another soul.

The system was a little anxious: "Bai Qinghong! You are going to die. I have never seen a girl who loves beauty as much as you!"

Bai Qinghong gritted his teeth, and his body dissipated faster.

Until all the souls were scattered into starlight and absorbed into the man's body.

“Hahahahahahaha…the soul of the Haotian Special Agency tastes sweet.”

Suddenly, the man's smile froze at the corners of his mouth.

He looked down at his body in disbelief.

The dark soul body is surrounded by black mist.

In the middle of the fog, there was a faint white light piercing out like a sharp sword blade.

"What's going on?" The man's eyes widened as he watched his spirit pierce through the white light one by one.

On the pretending muscular arm, a white blade of light pierced through the spirit body, leaving a crack, and a slender, almost transparent, soft dodder vine branch poked out from the gap.

Small flowers grow on vines.

The flower vines continued to grow along his strong muscular arms.

The man's eyes widened in horror, as if he realized something. He began to scratch frantically with his hands, trying to tear off all the vines that had emerged from his body and pull them off his body.

But more and more white light blades pierced out of his body.

Those light blades were like knives, gradually cutting his body into pieces.

More and more fresh vines grew out of his body, as if to absorb and drain him dry.

Patches of dodder flowers bloomed and spread rapidly like white flames.

"Ah!" The man realized what he was about to face, and in the end he could only let out a scream.

Delicate and slender vines grew densely from his throat, eyeballs and ears, wrapping and covering him completely.

In an instant, the man seemed to have turned into a green human-shaped mountain covered with small flower clusters.

The mountain collapsed.

The vines seemed to have life, surging all over his body, trying to drain away the last bit of his mental strength.

In the end, the majestic mountain was completely absorbed, leaving only a bunch of slender dodder vines crawling on the ground.

The vines gradually gathered and stood up, returning to Bai Qinghong's original appearance.

The system was dumbfounded: "You..."

Bai Qinghong: "Isn't it beautiful?"

System: “…Yes, a little bit?”

Is beauty considered beauty if it is also a bit scary?

If it had not been able to see that her soul was still clean and not possessed by the devil, it would have almost thought that the way she killed people just now was taught by the Black Dragon Secret Service.

Thinking about it now still makes my scalp tingle.

Bai Qinghong breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

After saying that, he rolled his eyes and fainted.

Before falling, the light spirit was caught by a pair of slender and powerful hands.