Zheng Qing gritted his teeth and laughed a bit angrily: "What do you mean by that?"
"You don't know?" Nikita blinked, with a hint of surprise in his scarlet eyes: "It's no wonder...just see for yourself."
After saying that, she flipped her hand and a bright water mirror appeared in front of the young wizard.
The smooth water mirror did not tremble a bit under the malicious gazes around it.
Then Zheng Qing saw a pair of red eyes in the mirror that were not inferior to those of a banshee - even compared to Nikita, Zheng Qing felt that his eyes were darker and more translucent.
He stared blankly at the eyes in the water mirror, seemingly dazed for a moment.
Nikita raised her hand, with the wizard's tail still wrapped around her wrist. She raised her head, looked at her hand, spread her fingers, then slowly closed them, clenched them tightly, and took out a white jade-like stone.
little fist.
"How is it?" the banshee spoke again and asked softly: "Now, are you interested in joining my team?"
"And eat wizards with you?" Zheng Qing recovered from the reflection in the mirror, sneered, looked at Nikita, and refused without hesitation: "I'm sorry, I'm a little disgusted by this proposal."
As he spoke, although he showed no resistance, he was desperately visualizing his rune gun in his mind - from the butt to the barrel, from the runes on the gun body to the alchemy circle on the trigger -
—Just a little bit away, the barrel of the gun will stick out from his forehead.
The wizard stared at the banshee with burning eyes, thinking about where to hit the first shot.
Her left eye or her right eye?
Or maybe on her pretty little mouth.
Nikita turned a blind eye to Zheng Qing's unusually rude look. She just raised her head, looked at her white little fist bathed in the sun, and spoke her words patiently.
"Nausea is only temporary. As long as you have perseverance and perseverance, one day you can eat a living wizard from head to toe." She spoke again and advised, but this advice sounded quite strange to Zheng Qing.
There's a hint of comedy in it.
In the past, words like ‘perseverance’ and ‘perseverance’ were used in very decent contexts.
But today, when the banshee uses them to describe the behavior of 'cannibalism', it unexpectedly reveals a contradictory sense of appropriateness.
"A long time ago, when I was first transformed, like you, I couldn't eat wizards." Nikita squinted his eyes, looking at his little fist in the sun, and at the light cyan color under the translucent skin.
blood vessels, and said in a nostalgic tone:
"...At that time, I had been relying on those strong-smelling bugs to satisfy my hunger. It was not until later that I realized that I had been completely abandoned by the wizard, and I wanted to survive, so I finally made up my mind...Maybe you just lack such an opportunity.
.”
Zheng Qing stared at the banshee, consciously branding the last rune on the rune gun in his mind. At the same time, his fingers calmly took out a rune paper from his belt and held it in his hand.
Then he twitched his lips and said, "I'm sorry...I'm different from you."
The light blue gun barrel slowly poked out of his forehead.
Deep in his consciousness, he lit up the first pattern on the rune gun.
"This is really...a bit of a pity." The banshee lowered her head abruptly, with a hint of regret in her eyes: "Actually, I have always been very optimistic about you."
"boom!"
The small fist that she had been holding in the air came down with lightning speed, hitting Zheng Qing's belly without any reservation.
The young wizard was like a cooked prawn, his whole body was bent to the extreme by this punch, and his head and legs were almost stuck together.
He made a whooshing sound in his throat, opened his eyes as wide as possible, almost to the point of bursting his eye sockets, and opened his mouth half-open, as if he wanted to say something, but not a single word came out.
This punch almost knocked out his bile.
What's more terrible is that this punch also broke his resistance plan - the rune gun that had been visualized and was about to poke out, collapsed again under this punch and turned into dots of stars in his mind.
.
"boom!"
A burning peach blossom bloomed on the wizard's body. The outer crimson petals stretched hard to block the banshee's next move, while the inner golden-red petals quickly converged, wrapping the young wizard in layers.
This was an escape talisman prepared by Zheng Qing in advance. He originally planned to sneak away after attacking the banshee and immediately apply oil on the soles of his feet. Although the whole process was very different from the plan in his mind, this talisman did what it was supposed to do after all.
effect achieved.
The corner of Nikita's mouth curled up slightly, and there was a hint of appreciation in his scarlet eyes: "Taozhi Yaoyao? You react very quickly."
The burning peach blossom disappears in a flash.
The figure of the banshee also disappeared from the place at the same time.
The gug giants, cold spiders and ghouls who were watching were still staring blankly at the open space in front of them, completely unaware that the peach blossoms dozens of meters away were repeating the process of burning, extinguishing, flickering, and burning.
But the effect of a talisman is limited after all - even if Zheng Qing embedded four layers of 'Peach Zhi Yaoyao' on this talisman, it would only make him a few hundred meters away from the group of monsters.
If you are on a hunting ground, this quick escape of a few hundred meters is a very effective means of fighting the enemy.
However, under the nose of a top registered wizard, this method seems to be a bit out of the ordinary. Nikita's figure always dances with the flickering and burning peach blossom, and the distance between the two hardly changes.
When the last peach blossom burns out, its petals fall to the ground.
The banshee's fist also landed on Zheng Qing's belly again.
"boom!"
The wizard who was still in mid-air was hit hard by a new punch in the mushroom bush, making a big crater in the soft grass. The large fat mushroom caps turned into a puddle of mud under the impact of the external force. The air was full of
It was filled with the fishy smell of broken mycelium.
The figure of the banshee fell slowly, without taking any further action, leaving Zheng Qing to cover his stomach, kneel on the ground, vomiting and twitching from a distance.
She cautiously took a step back.
A second ago, she was planning to take advantage of the victory and kill the little wizard with another punch.
A second later, standing in front of Zheng Qing, she suddenly had a creepy feeling - as if she was facing Captain Misty for the first time, and as if she was facing the oncoming blood talisman in that tavern not long ago.
bomb.
She could clearly judge that the wizard was still stunned by her previous two punches.
But at the same time, the intuition derived from the demonic instinct was warning her frantically, telling her to stay away from the guy in front of her, as far away as possible! Immediately! Immediately!
Zheng Qing didn't know the conflict and uneasiness in Banshee's heart at this moment.