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On the street, demons danced wildly.

If today was not Christmas, Mark would even think that he had traveled to a new world.

Witches, princesses, elves, weirdos...

The variety of costumes exceeds people's imagination.

As people continued to join in, the procession grew larger and larger until finally it became a river of people.

After the parade, the crowd quickly dispersed and participated in the surrounding games.

This is a grand festival with all kinds of stalls lining the streets.

"Here, here!"

Psylocke drags Mark to a clown with a camera.

A dollar for a photo.

Looking at the photo at the clown's feet, Psylocke said: "Take a photo."

"Okay, beautiful Miss Skull!"

The clown smiled with his own weird bloody smile and pointed to where several pumpkins were placed behind him.

Psylocke dragged Mark to stand with great interest, while the Sheriff lay on Mark's shoulder with a curious head.

"Crack!"

There was a flash of white light, and a photo was spat out by the camera.

In the photo, Psylocke is holding Mark's arm and resting her head gently on Mark's shoulder. On Mark's other shoulder, there is a masked cat lying on her back.

"Give you!"

Psylocke put away the photo with satisfaction and handed a coin to the clown.

"Wow, what a generous Miss Skull."

The clown praised, held his camera, and walked to the stall again.

Tonight, Psylocke was in high spirits, and Mark simply let go and played with him at the surrounding game booths.

Half an hour later, Psylocke was holding a half-human-tall stuffed animal and laughing happily.

Although Mark is not good at many games, he is very proficient in shooting games. He almost won the grand prize amidst the livid expression of the boss.

"How about we go get some candy!"

Psylocke looked at Mark.

Mark shook his head firmly.

What a joke!

Let him ask for candy?

He will be regarded as a fool. This is the bottom line and must not be broken, otherwise he will not be offline in the future.

Psylocke pouted.

She didn't really want Mark to ask for candy with him, she just asked casually.

"Help!"

Just then, a scream sounded from the crowd.

I saw a girl dressed as the Evil Queen falling to the ground, screaming in panic, and the poison apples in the basket fell to the ground.

"Help! That monster took my friend!"

The evil queen pointed at the monster in front of her and pushed away the crowd, shouting loudly.

Mark looked around and saw a 'person' more than two meters tall running desperately carrying a screaming woman.

snow White?

Will the Evil Queen's best friend be Snow White?

Resisting the urge to complain, Mark glanced at the monster, and then his eyes narrowed.

That is definitely not a person pretending to be a person, but a real monster!

Light blue skin, erect pointed ears, a mouth full of fangs and muscles so developed that they seemed to explode...

"Psylocke!"

Mark shouted lightly.

Psylocke nodded, hugged the doll and chased after it.

Mark walked quickly to the Evil Queen and said, "Give me the money and I will save your friend."

In this way, you can also refresh the progress of tasks that are almost completed.

"Give it to you, give it all to you! You must save my friend!"

As if she was frightened and lost her ability to think, the Evil Queen threw out her wallet without even considering the authenticity of what the stranger in front of her said.

Gee, this queen and princess are in true love.

Mark took out the money from his wallet, stuffed the wallet into the Evil Queen's basket, and then disappeared into the crowd.

Looking at this scene, the people around had different expressions, and some even thought it was a special Halloween event.

On the other side, Psylocke has caught up with the monster in front.

As if knowing that Spirit Butterfly was following him, the monster carried the screaming girl and led Spirit Butterfly to a deserted alley.

"Roar!"

The monster screamed, stretched out a blood-red tongue and licked the face of the girl on his shoulder. Suddenly, the girl screamed and fainted.

The monster reluctantly put the girl down and looked at Lingdie, who had been watching him quietly, with endless desire in his emerald eyes.

"nausea!"

Lingdie's face turned cold.

She had seen this look before, on the night she awakened her mutant powers.

She hated this look so much that she even had the urge to kill him.

But the monster moves faster than her!

With a vigorous leap, he fiercely pounced on Psylocke like a hunting beast.

Spirit Butterfly, who was fighting for the first time, turned pale and took a step back, but the next second he shouted softly and went straight forward.

With a slight flick of her arm, a lavender energy whip was thrown out of her hand. While dodging the monster's attack, it was wrapped around the monster's neck. She flicked it hard and threw the monster against the wall with a 'bang'. superior.

The monster screamed in pain, but got up and rushed forward crazily again.

This woman is very powerful, and he instinctively desires her.

But Spirit Butterfly is not one of those weak women. She can't help but be powerful and very smart.

After just a short fight, she keenly discovered that this monster seemed to be just like a wild beast, with no intelligence at all, and its attack methods and routes were too monotonous.

"Ah!"

With a sneer, Spirit Butterfly threw the monster out. Then, when the opponent just got up, the whip in her hand turned into a sword. With a thrust, she stabbed into the opponent's body fiercely, killing the opponent. Nailed on the wall.

Roar!

Accompanied by the roar of pain, the monster struggled violently. Blood emerged from the monster's chest and soon formed a stream on the ground.

Looking at the painful monster, Psylocke raised the corners of his mouth happily. The monster's face seemed to overlap with the two faces that night.

"die..."

Whispering in a low voice, Psylocke opened his hands, split the lightsaber in his hand into two halves, and then split the monster into two halves.

Blood rained down.

"Tick!"

A few drops of blood fell on Lingdie's face, and Lingdie's eyes became confused.

Is she already that strong?

"cough."

With a slight cough, Lingdie shuddered and turned around. When he saw Mark, he felt a little at a loss.

Mark quickly walked to Psylocke. When Psylocke was afraid to step back, he grabbed Psylocke's hand and stretched out his hand towards Psylocke's face.

Lingdie closed her eyes, feeling a little scared.

"It's not hurt."

Along with the soft words, Lingdie felt a cold finger gently brushing her face, wiping away the blood on her face.

"No, no!"

Psylocke responded excitedly.

Mark said: "Let's go."

"That girl?"

"I'll carry her away."

Lingdie thought for a moment and said, "No, let's just leave her... uh, let me hold her."