Spiritual Recovery: The Strongest Replication System

Although this monster looks strange, but the moment it hit Qin Mu, it still exudes the breath of an evil spirit!
"Qin Mu!" Peng Yue was impatient and wanted to rush over.

Unexpectedly, the monster evil spirit turned to look at them, eyes full of greed and desire.

"Be careful!" Leslie Cheung saw the clue and shouted, protecting Zhang Yi behind him, and cast the spell again.

It's a pity that even Qin Mu's Zixiao Shenlei didn't work, and his spells didn't even work.

The movement of the monster evil spirit did not stop, and rushed to the front of the three people, and opened its mouth to bite them.

Qin Mu's chest ached unceasingly. Although he was not fatally injured, his internal organs were more or less injured.

With the current him alone, it is wishful thinking to rush to save the three people.

Qin Mu took a deep breath, barely suppressing the pain in his body, he glanced at the whisk in his hand, and threw it towards the three of them.

With the whisk away from his hand, the golden light emitted not only did not weaken, but also became much stronger!
It didn't fall to the ground, but stopped in mid-air when it reached the monster evil spirit.

Qin Mu was stunned for a moment, he guessed right!
Fuchen is intelligent and able to comprehend his thoughts!
The hanging heart was relieved, Qin Mu was very confident in Fuchen's power.

This treasure is not easy to come by, and how can it be an ordinary rehabilitative thing that can give birth to spiritual wisdom?

Sure enough, Fuchen stopped in front of the monster evil spirit, and even Qin Mu had no choice but to stop the monster evil spirit vigilantly.

It didn't go forward to confront Fuchen head-on, but seemed very afraid.

Seeing this, Peng Yue also understood, but she didn't seize this opportunity to try to attack, but rushed to Qin Mu's side with red eyes.

Compared with evil spirits and accumulated experience, Qin Mu's position in her heart is unique.

"Qin Mu!" After a few steps to Qin Mu, Peng Yue saw the dark red blood on his mouth, and couldn't hold back her tears anymore.

But she was also very strong and could not allow herself to show such a fragile side, so she checked Qin Mu's injuries while wiping away the continuous tears with the back of her hand.

"Aren't I living well?" Qin Mu couldn't laugh or cry, endured the pain in his body, and said this in a calm and calm tone.

Peng Yue is not a fool, of course she knew that he was comforting herself, so she couldn't hold back her tears.

She kept wiping, but she couldn't dry her tears no matter what, instead she seemed to be in a hurry.

Qin Mu sighed, raised his hand and wiped away her tears with his sleeve.

"Look, my sleeves are all dirty, you've turned into a cat from crying, and you're not pretty anymore." Qin Mu looked very distressed.

Peng Yue knew that he was diverting her attention, and at the same time her heart ached for him, there was also a tinge of warmth in her heart.

It took a few minutes for Peng Yue to adjust her emotions, but she felt that she was ridiculous when she shed tears just now.

Qin Mu also stopped looking at her, but looked at the monster evil spirit preoccupied.

Fuchen has been blocking it, otherwise it might have changed its direction and attacked Qin Mu and Peng Yue.

Leslie Cheung knew that his spell was useless, and he was afraid of affecting Fu Chen, so he didn't dare to do it again throughout the whole process.

Qin Mu had no way to completely control Fuchen, and he didn't know why Fuchen didn't move for a long time.

"What should I do?" Peng Yue saw it, and asked anxiously.

At this moment, Fuchen, who had been motionless all this time, suddenly hit the monster evil spirit.

The monster evil spirit was shocked, backed away again and again, for fear of being touched by the whisk.

But even so, there were still a few slaps on the monster evil spirit's body.

It howled in extreme pain, and black smoke began to rise from the place where it was hit by the whisk.

Seeing this, Qin Mu's hanging heart finally fell to the ground, and he even breathed a sigh of relief.

As Fuchen accelerated its attack, the monster evil spirit looked at the few people unwillingly, and finally raised its head and roared loudly, then turned and fled quickly.

Fuchen didn't catch up, and stopped in place, even falling slowly.

Seeing such a situation, Qin Mu struggled to get up, his steps were a bit slow, but Fuchen slowed down his falling speed as if deliberately waiting for him.

When Qin Mu walked in front of Fuchen, Fuchen just landed on Qin Mu's chest.

As soon as he raised his hand, Fu Chen took the initiative to start.

The dazzling golden light was also slightly restrained.

The sky that was originally shrouded in evil spirit gradually saw the light of day again at this time, and the rays of the sun finally appeared.

It was at this time that the four of them knew where they were.

Next to them was a huge lake, and there were many corpses floating on the surface of the lake, constantly shaking with the rippling water.

Zhang Yi screamed, "Damn it, why are there so many corpses!"

Leslie Cheung rolled his eyes at him, and couldn't suppress the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, and even his words of reprimand seemed much softer, "Don't make a fuss, don't embarrass me everywhere!"

Peng Yue didn't care about them, but rushed to Qin Mu's side, hesitated for a while, and reached out to support him.

In fact, after Fuchen took possession of it, Qin Mu had clearly felt that his body had begun to improve, and the pain was also gradually weakening.

It was Fuchen who was helping him heal his wounds.

"How many secrets do you still have..." Qin Mu couldn't help but whispered, his eyes locked tightly on Fuchen.

Of course Fuchen would not answer Qin Mu, it gradually lost its radiance and turned into an ordinary Fuchen.

"This thing is really powerful." Peng Yue sighed beside Qin Mu.

She also saw that Fuchen possessed intelligence, and the shock in her heart was no less than that of Qin Mu.

Several people took a break, mainly to check on Qin Mu's injuries.

Zhang Yi originally wanted to ask Fuchen's origin, but was stopped by Leslie Cheung's eyes, so he just stood aside with everyone.

"If I tell about my experience today, no one will believe it." Zhang Yi said suddenly, his tone full of pride.

Leslie Cheung was a little proud to see that his disappointing nephew was not afraid of this.

They chatted for a few words, and Qin Mu also felt that it was time to rest, so they set off again.

Unexpectedly, before walking a long distance, the cry of a child rang in my ears.

Zhang Yi was so frightened that he jumped behind Leslie Cheung, while Peng Yue silently took out a weapon beside Qin Mu.

"Don't be nervous." Qin Mu heard some tricks and said something to ease everyone's emotions.

Their footsteps did not stop, and they walked a certain distance forward.

Only then did the source of the noise appear to them.

It turned out to be a little spirit boy with red lips and white teeth.