"The Ring Spirit?" Wei Ning glanced at him suspiciously. The so-called Ring Spirit is a ray of soul attached to the ring. Could it be that he is a ghost?
As if he could see what she was thinking, he laughed softly, and in an instant, he said, "Little girl, I am a real man, with flesh and blood and desires. You can't feel it, right?"
"I just feel that my hands are very itchy and I want to hit someone." This enchanting man's need for beatings definitely ranks first in her life.
However, only fools would mistake him for a Nazgul. This man has a demonic and noble temperament and an unusual evil aura. He must not be an ordinary person.
Mo Wuji lazily leaned against the pillow, chuckled with a gorgeous tone, and his dark jade-like eyes slowly fell on her thin little face.
"That Duan Mulei, does he always bully you?" He said with a hint of danger, "Humph, you dare to bully the little girl that Mo Wuji likes, you are so tired of living!"
"It has nothing to do with you, mind your own business." Wei Ning said calmly, grabbing the ring from his hand. There were so many good things in it, and she would not give it to him.
Mo Wuji looked at him lazily, his eyes like fine glass, able to see through everything easily.
"If it were me, he would have died a hundred times."
Wei Ning gave him a slightly sarcastic look, "What's the use of dying a hundred times? I only want him to die once, but it will be more painful than dying a hundred times!"
"Haha, interesting, I like it!" Praise without hesitation, they are really the same kind of people.
Wei Ning stared at the ring and took a closer look. Suddenly her heart moved and she asked, "Do you know the previous owner of this ring?"
"Maybe we know each other," Mo Wuji said without interest.
Wei Ning did not continue to ask. What she was interested in was not the man, but the treasure she got from that man.
At present, apart from knowing that there is a huge space in this black jade ring, she knows nothing about the rest.
But it doesn't matter, she has plenty of time to figure it out slowly.
It’s just this man…
"I'm going to bed, why don't you get out of here?" She glanced lazily at him. This man was occupying her bed and seemed to have no intention of leaving.
Mo Wuji raised the corners of his beautifully shaped lips: "The extremely beautiful Prince Qingning is here, how can I bear to leave?"
"You want to hang around and not leave?"
"It's incredible."
"I only keep two kinds of things by my side." Wei Ning stretched out two fingers towards him with a lazy expression, completely ignoring the strong aura of the other person, "First, pets, and second, slaves. You are
What kind?"
The smile in Mo Wuji's eyes deepened. This little girl, who looked cold and indifferent on the outside, was extremely dark inside. Her small mouth was really poisonous!
"Baby, how about we negotiate a deal?" Mo Wuji held his chin and chuckled, the silver mask on his face shining like snow, charming people's hearts.
"What conditions?"
"Do you want to become a real phantom master?" His voice was full of temptation.
In the Jialan Continent, becoming a phantom spiritualist is almost everyone’s dream, because only by becoming a phantom spiritualist can one embark on the path to the peak of power!
The reason why Mu Qingning was bullied was because he was not an illusionist, and the reason why Duan Mulei was so arrogant was because he was a master of the fourth level of Lei Yuan!
Phantom masters are divided into five attributes: thunder, wind, fire, water, and wood. Their levels range from level one to level 12. After level 12, there are rare soul levels and more advanced divine realms!
