Demon Sword God

Qingqing blinked her eyes, and felt that the bustle over there had nothing to do with her, so she held the barbecue and took out a bag of potato chips to chew, then took out a book "How to" from the bracelet her mother-in-law gave her. A Delicacy Made of Heartbroken Grass" began to read boredly.

"Don't you try?" Hei Sha sat next to Qingqing, took a sip of juice from a bamboo tube.

"It's been a long time since I drank this stuff. Alas, it's a pity that I can't digest it." Hei Sha shook his head after sighing regretfully that his current body is an existence of energy aggregation.Although I can taste the taste, it's a pity...

"My mother-in-law said that the great divination and all the offensive spells are incompatible. After learning the great divination, you can't learn any offensive spells..." Although Qingqing's tone was very calm, Hei Sha could feel the unconcealable lost.

"Hey, it's okay, our big auxiliary spells are very promising." Hei Sha patted Qingqing's shoulder reassuringly, she could see the girl's heart, and she had been fighting side by side with Xiao Chunjie Fighting and working hard, if you can't attack, it's actually not bad to choose to be an auxiliary system.

"Well, my mother-in-law said that my dark attribute is not suitable for support." Qingqing raised her head, dazed for a moment, and then said: "But my mother-in-law said that I am more suitable for studying poison and surgical dissection... She said I am very talented! I can do it." What a good doctor!" Qing Qing suddenly raised a scalpel and turned her head to smile innocently at Heisha.Hei Sha's body trembled, and Qingqing couldn't help but see in his mind that he cut open everyone's stomach with a smile on his face, then grabbed a handful of poison and threw it in before sewing it up.

shhhhh--

Three black lines quickly fell down Heisha's forehead...

"By the way, how is she?" Hei Sha took another sip of juice and brought up Qing Ming.

"Eh? Who?" Qingqing looked blank.

"Another you."

"Sister Qing Ming?"

"It turns out that her name is Qing Ming, a name that fits her character very well." Hei Sha looked helpless as he recalled that cold and arrogant face in his mind.

"She seems to be angry, she was injured a little, and she is recuperating now..." Qingqing's expression became a little disappointed in an instant.

"It's all because I'm too weak... If I can help my brother, she won't do it for me..."

"This has nothing to do with you. No matter how strong you are, you can't deal with all the difficulties that arise. None of us can see your future, even if you are a prophet." Take a sip of juice.

"Black killing sister..."

"kindness."

"How can I become stronger, at least I don't want to be a burden to my brother." Qingqing held the bamboo tube in her hand, unable to hide the disappointment in her heart.The battle just happened was the same, if there was no Qing Ming, I would not be able to do anything, but could only stand aside...and watch my brother get hurt.

Prophet, after all, is just a psychic profession of the spiritual department, and does not have the ability to fight directly.

"Has your teacher ever given you an inheritance skill called spirit control?" Hei Sha asked lightly, she vaguely remembered when she fought against the prophets many years ago, it seemed that every prophet could control spirits.

"Yes, my mother-in-law taught me, but my mother-in-law said that it is exclusive to the light system physique. I am the first dark prophet in history, and my imperial spirit will only bring disaster."

Yuling, a special spell to summon the elemental spirits between heaven and earth, as for what is summoned, it depends on the result of using Yuling for the first time, what is summoned for the first time, and what is summoned again in the future.