Hearing the sound, Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but laugh.
Because this voice is obviously that of a man. It can be seen that this is the original intention of the evil spirit. It means that it is this evil spirit that really does not want Sima Puxuan and others to leave.
The reason is very simple, because as soon as Sima Puxuan leaves, Fang Xiaoyu can use the Tiangang Sword to beat Sima Menglan's body at will. This is what the evil spirits are most afraid of.
With his grandfather and brother here, it was difficult for Fang Xiaoyu to make a move. But after getting these three people away, he could make a move.
The Tiangang Sword has weak lethality, but it is a magic weapon that can penetrate the soul.
It can be seen that beating Sima Menglan's body with the Tiangang Sword can deter the evil spirit in her body. This is the fatal weakness of the evil spirit.
As long as this fatal weakness is grasped, it is not difficult to subdue this evil spirit.
Thinking of this, Fang Xiaoyu showed a smile on his face, turned around and confidently explained to Sima Puxuan and his two grandsons: "Did you see that it was the sound made by an evil spirit just now? Explain, this
You are afraid of my Tiangang Sword. You go out for a while. I will use the Tiangang Sword to practice in this room."
"Master Fang, you must save my granddaughter. As long as you cure my granddaughter's disease, whatever our Sima family has, we can give it to you." Sima Puxuan said to Fang Xiaoyu with excitement on his face.
He emphasized again: "However, Master Fang must be careful when he takes action. Don't hurt my granddaughter."
"Okay, I will pay attention. You hurry up and get out!" Fang Xiaoyu smiled and replied to Sima Puxuan and his two grandsons: "The one who is trembling now is the evil spirit, not Miss Sima Menglan."
He knows that now that the evil spirit has revealed its true intention, it is the time when his fighting power is the strongest. If at this time, he forcibly suppresses the evil spirit of the evil spirit, the evil spirit will definitely come out of the body, and then he will be killed.
His soul is never too late.
On the contrary, if Sima Menglan's voice appeared at this time, it would be troublesome.
Because of this, it was difficult for him to start. Even if he was hit, Sima Menglan would be the one who suffered the pain, and there was no way to expel the possessed evil spirit from his body.
After listening to Fang Xiaoyu's words, Sima Puxuan and his two grandsons looked at each other, then looked at Sima Menglan again for a while, then turned around and walked out uneasily.
"Grandpa, don't leave! If you leave, this kid will definitely kill me." Sima Menglan, who was possessed, made a strange male voice and called out to Sima Puxuan.
Hearing this voice, Sima Puxuan not only showed no sign of mercy, but turned his face and shouted fiercely at the evil spirit: "Zhu Sheng, stop pretending to be a ghost. It won't take long before Master Fang will let you take on your original form. Go away.
Die!"
"Grandpa! Don't..." The evil spirit attached to Sima Menglan also wanted to use Sima Puxuan's power to suppress Fang Xiaoyu.
However, Sima Puxuan no longer believed him at all.
"Bang!" The door to the room finally closed.
"Grandpa..." The evil spirit still shouted unwillingly.
Hearing this, Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but smile and added: "There's no point in calling daddy. Just turn around and die! Stop pretending to be a woman, your voice can't deceive anyone."
While speaking, Fang Xiaoyu had already raised the Tiangang Sword and was about to strike at the possessed Sima Menglan.
"Boy, go ahead and fight! If you break Miss Sima Menglan's body, I'll see how you deal with the Sima family." The evil spirit laughed proudly.
Fang Xiaoyu shook the Tiangang Sword in his hand and said coldly: "It's okay, hit the swelling first, and then reduce it. I'm a great doctor, but I'm afraid I can't cure you. Come on! I'm going to beat you until your soul ache."
"You..." The evil spirit controlled Sima Menglan's body and pounced on Fang Xiaoyu.
Fang Xiaoyu's backhand was a sword. This sword condensed 90% of his strength.
There was a crisp "snap" sound, and a heavy sword hit Sima Menglan's body, and soon a woman's scream came out.
"ah!"
Immediately afterwards, there was another burst of sobs.
Fang Xiaoyu was startled and felt that something was wrong. He felt that it was Sima Menglan's soul that was drawn this time, and it was the beauty's true self who suffered pain.
"Hey! Master Fang, what's wrong?"
Sima Puxuan outside the door heard the movement and shouted loudly.
Fang Xiaoyu was anxious for a moment, so he covered Sima Menglan's mouth with his hand, and immediately said outside: "It's okay, I'm doing something!"
"Is Meng Lan okay?" Sima Puxuan asked loudly.
"It's okay, it was the voice of an evil spirit just now."
Fang Xiaoyu responded anxiously. When he said this, he turned on the perspective and glanced at Sima Menglan's thigh. Soon he saw a black streak on the beauty's leg. He felt a little sad when he saw it.
Sad.
Think about it, such a lovely beauty, with such a pair of beautiful white legs, was beaten like this by a sword, how can it not be heartbreaking?
Just when Fang Xiaoyu was feeling sad, he heard a delicate voice coming from his ears.
"Brother, I know you are a good person. You must want to save me, right! Just whip me! It's okay, just whip me hard. Only when you whip me will my soul truly wake up."
"Only my instinctive consciousness can truly suppress the evil spirits in my body. Otherwise, what I say is against my will. That is not the real me. It is me who is controlled by the evil spirits. Now that my soul is awakened,
Press it down. Just pump it harder! If you pump it a few more times, you can completely wake me up, and the evil spirit will naturally leave my body."
It was Sima Menglan's voice.
Fang Xiaoyu focused his eyes on the delicate and lovely woman in front of him. He saw that her face was rosy and her eyes were affectionate. When she spoke, bursts of crystal tears filled her watery eyes.
"What a beautiful and kind-hearted woman!" Fang Xiaoyu praised from the bottom of his heart. He couldn't help but put his hand on the beauty's red face and comforted her with a trembling voice: "Sister, I'm so sorry.
I had no choice but to inflict pain on you just now."
"No, brother, I know you are doing it for my own good. Come on, whip it! I feel that the evil spirit is coming again. If you whip me hard, I will wake up only when it hurts me. Otherwise, the evil spirit will come again."
The spirit will control me, make me drowsy, and say something against my will. Even, he will directly occupy my body and speak on my behalf. Brother, please do it quickly! Whip me hard." Sima Menglan bit lightly.
She pursed her lips, grabbed Fang Xiaoyu's wrist tightly with both hands, and warned her with tears.
After hesitating for a few seconds, Fang Xiaoyu gritted his teeth: "It hurts so much to spank your legs. I really can't bear it. Otherwise, I'll spank you with the Tiangang Sword! This way, you won't be hurt."
"Well! Brother, come on!" As he said that, Sima Menglan bit his lip and turned around.
Fang Xiaoyu clenched the sword in his hand and drew it. But just when the sword was about to fall on the beauty's body, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he reduced his strength a bit.
"Pa!" There was a soft sound, and it hit this beauty, but it didn't hurt or itch. (To be continued)