Spiritual Recovery: The Strongest Replication System

At the same time, the evil spirit continued to use the white mist to test.

Qin Mu was as immobile as a clock, and relying on the golden light from the whisk was enough to resist these temptations, and he didn't reveal any means at all.

Leslie Cheung was a little lost in thought, and the evil spirit yelled sharply again, and he looked over subconsciously.

When his eyes fell on the empty eye sockets of the evil spirit in front of him, Leslie Cheung felt that he suddenly became a little confused.

The things in front of his eyes began to become blurred, and he couldn't even make out what they were originally.

But in an instant, Leslie Cheung's eyes were filled with white mist, as if they were about to reach him.

Suddenly, a ferocious grimace appeared in front of him, and he bit it with his mouth open.

"Help!" Leslie Cheung screamed, and subconsciously stepped back.

Qin Mu didn't notice the movement on Leslie Cheung's side before, and only looked over when he heard his screams.

Seeing Leslie Cheung fall into the white mist, his heart tightened, and he waved the whisk in his hand hastily.

This white mist is not a simple thing, if Leslie Cheung is allowed to fall into the white mist, the price may be his life!

People have to go back the way they got here, Qin Mu doesn't allow anyone to have trouble under his nose.

Following Qin Mu's waving, Fuchen didn't emit golden light this time, but a ray of white light quickly emerged from it.

The moment the white light was about to touch Leslie Cheung, the white mist suddenly rushed towards Leslie Cheung, regardless of the part that dissipated after contact with the golden light.

"Insidious and cunning." Qin Mu spoke in a calm and indifferent tone.

He said this to the leading evil spirit, no matter how anxious he was, it was too late now.

The white mist touched Leslie Cheung, and Leslie Cheung's expression became very painful, and he even opened his mouth. It seemed that he wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound.

It wasn't until the white light melted from his fingertips that the expression on his face eased.

Vaguely, Qin Mu saw a grayish-white thing sticking out of Leslie Cheung's head.

He raised his hand and swished the dust, and the gray-white thing fell back immediately.

Leslie Cheung's eyes were a little dull at that moment, and it took a few seconds for him to return to normal.

Qin Mu guessed in his heart that the one who appeared just now was one of Leslie Cheung's three souls and seven souls. Seeing that he lost his mind for a moment, it should be one of the three souls.

Not only is it insidious and cunning, I originally thought that the white mist would damage Leslie Cheung's lifespan or cause direct damage, but I didn't expect it to be such an insidious trick.

If Qin Mu didn't notice it just now when he was in a trance, then Leslie Cheung has already become a dementia.

Qin Mu was somewhat angry in his heart, even if Leslie Cheung was not related to him, he would be angry because of it, not to mention Leslie Cheung is now his helper.

The whisk in his hand hit the evil spirit directly.

The evil spirits directly touched by the fly whisk dissipated without even screaming.

Leslie Cheung was still recovering at this time, he hadn't realized what he had experienced, he just stood there sluggishly.

Qin Mu was afraid that he would have another problem, so he simply hit him hard with his fly whisk.

It was at this moment that Leslie Cheung woke up completely with a jolt.

And he didn't need to think about it, he understood what he had experienced.

He looked at the leading evil spirit, feeling extremely cold in his heart, and didn't dare to look any further, Leslie Cheung looked away with just one glance.

In case I was bewitched again, and had those strange hallucinations, causing myself to approach the white mist again...

Leslie Cheung didn't dare to gamble, betting that if Qin Mu could save him once, he would be able to save him a second time.He regretted his life very much.

Qin Mu scattered all the approaching evil spirits a few times, and dispersed the white mist a little, leaving enough and safe space for Leslie Cheung.

Qin Mu and the evil spirits looked at each other through a few scattered evil spirits and the indistinct white mist.

He now has some ideas.

These evil spirits are obviously more afraid of Fuchen than him, and Fuchen is indeed very good at dealing with evil spirits.

Maybe this evil spirit is thinking about how to let Fuchen get rid of him, so that he loses his greatest support.

Looking at those empty eye sockets, Qin Mu became more and more sure of his thoughts.

Evil spirits are actually not scary, and Qin Mu will not be afraid at all. The only thing he needs to be afraid of is evil spirits with human minds and plotting against people.

Seeing the stalemate in the situation, Leslie Cheung was extremely anxious, but he didn't know what to do.

He hesitated for a moment, and finally remembered the charm he gave Qin Mu earlier, his eyes lit up, and he turned to look at Qin Mu.

Qin Mu sensed his gaze and hesitated slightly before turning his head to meet his gaze.

"What's wrong?" Qin Mu frowned, some bad possibilities popped up in his mind, he tightened his hand holding Fuchen, "Are you still awake?"

This sentence has the meaning of giving Leslie Cheung another word.

Leslie Cheung shook his head quickly, for fear of being hit again, Qin Mu exerted all his strength every time, and it hurt a lot.

"I'm very sober, I'm sober as never before!" Leslie Cheung tried to prove himself with his pale words, but Qin Mu didn't reply, which made him even more anxious, "I'm really not bewitched by that evil spirit anymore, I'm normal now."

"Yes, I see." Qin Mu sized him up for a few seconds and responded concisely.

Seeing Qin Mu let go of his guard, Leslie Cheung remembered what he was going to do in the first place.

He coughed a few times, feeling that these words were somewhat uncomfortable.

"I……"

Just a word popped out, the army of evil spirits attacked again, Qin Mu didn't care about him, and waved the whisk in his hand again.

Leslie Cheung saw countless evil spirits rushing towards him, his nerves collapsed, he swallowed his saliva, and quickly walked to hide behind Qin Mu.

He stood very close, almost touching Qin Mu's back, but he still felt that he had to stand a little closer, otherwise it would be dangerous.

Leslie Cheung subconsciously walked forward, kicked Qin Mu's heel, and bumped it hard.

Qin Mu frowned again, and said coldly, "You are safe enough standing behind me."

The fact is indeed the case, the golden light of Fuchen has completely enveloped Leslie Cheung, and Qin Mu is facing the evil spirits that repeatedly attacked the two of them, so he is extremely safe behind him.

"Oh... that's right... I..." Leslie Cheung wanted to speak, but felt a little bit embarrassed, and struggled for a few seconds. The moment he saw the evil spirit around him, he finally said, "I was Didn’t I give you the talisman? You don’t need it now, why not... how about giving it to me for self-defense first..."

After the call, Leslie Cheung felt that he could find a crack in the ground and get in.

His old face, lost again today.