Quick Wear: The stupid beauty with multiple pregnancies makes the heirless boss cry

The sound outside was transmitted inside, and at this moment the black fog was hovering in the air as if it was annoyed.

"Jun Ling, I'm doing this for your own good. If you want me to get out, I can give you everything you want, as long as you pull out that sword."

The black fog had already become extremely annoyed. It didn't expect that Jun Ling would be so stubborn.

"Since you know all this, you should know what kind of character I am. You want me to be your puppet? You're dreaming."

"Then how can you pull out the sword? I don't need to live in your body. As long as you take me out, I can give you everything you want."

The black fog was getting closer and closer, almost touching his body.

"I want you to submit to me."

"You are dreaming. Do you know who I am? How dare you make me submit to you? I tell you frankly, if you don't pull out the sword today, you will not be able to leave. You will stay here with me forever, just like you are imprisoned in the dungeon of the palace, and you will never see the sunlight for the rest of your life."

"you……"

Recalling that time, the endless darkness eroded his body and the chains passed through his body, regardless of whether he felt pain or not, just to imprison him in that dark dungeon.

"Jun Ling, I won't hurt you. You and I are meant to be together. As long as you let me go, I promise that I can accomplish everything for you today."

At this moment, Jun Ling's mind is still on the life in the dungeon during those years. He doesn't want to go back to that place, and he doesn't want to be trapped here forever. He also wants to take revenge and find out the cause of his mother's death.

The black fog was best at capturing his emotions and was even better at amplifying these fears.

"Jun Ling, I'm here to help you. Trust me and pull out that sword."

For some reason, Jun Ling had a headache since the beginning, and now the headache was getting worse and worse, and even his palms were slowly returning to their original shape.

He had no idea what was going on, but he was very panicked. He didn't know if what the black fog said was true. His head was hurting so much that he could hardly make any judgment.

The black fog became more and more proud. Go ahead, pull out the sword, and I will completely free you to control this body.

Jun Ling seemed to have noticed his thoughts and suddenly stopped walking forward.

"Jun Ling, what are you doing? Don't stop, go over there quickly."

"You want to control me? Are you dreaming?"

"Jun Ling, Jun Ling, where are you? This damn Jun Ling only knows how to run around. Where has he been?"

The voice outside came clearly, Jun Ling knew it was Jiang Rongxi's voice. For some reason he wanted to see someone familiar now.

"Jiang Rongxi, I'm here, can you hear me?"

The black mist flew over and stopped in front of him, watching him not take a few steps forward, but instead take a few steps back, and the black mist scattered in all directions.

"Jun Ling, don't waste your energy. People outside can't hear the sounds inside. If you want to get out, you have to cooperate with me. Otherwise, you will be trapped here forever."

The familiar headache came again and hit Jun Ling's brain. Jun Ling no longer sat there and waited for death. He closed his eyes tightly, endured the pain, and opened his eyes again. Red slowly appeared at the corners of his eyes, and the red and white eyeliner quietly extended from the corners of his beautiful peach blossom eyes, making his already charming eyes even more coquettish and alluring.

At this moment, a faint light suddenly flashed between Jun Ling's eyebrows, and the outline of a plum blossom was looming, with the petals unfolding one by one, and the delicate texture was clearly visible.

"If you threaten me, you're looking for death."

He gathered his spiritual power in his palms, and as he turned around, the spiritual power shot out like lightning, heading straight for the black fog.

Wherever the spiritual power passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.

The black fog was also dispersed because he failed to dodge in time, but...

"Jun Ling, don't waste your time. This is not my main body. You can't hurt me. If you really want to fight with me, go and pull out that sword. My main body is inside."

Jun Ling didn't believe it and attacked the black fog repeatedly many times, but to no avail. After the black fog dissipated, it quickly returned to its original appearance.

"I told you not to waste your time. Since we can't make it work by talking it out, don't blame me."

The black fog surged and spread, surrounding the entire space. Then, countless black balls condensed from the black fog came towards Jun Ling. At first, he dodged very quickly and was even able to disperse the flying black fog one by one.

But the longer the time went on, the faster he became physically exhausted, and the black mist seemed to be inexhaustible and kept coming towards him without slowing down, and eventually, one black ball after another smashed into his body.

His movements began to slow down, and his body became increasingly out of his control as it slowly moved towards the sword. The meaning was obvious: they wanted him to pull out the sword.

Jun Ling fought hard. He knew that the only thing that could control the black fog now was the sword. If it was pulled out, not only himself but also the entire tomb would be in trouble.

He was not afraid of the place being destroyed, but he was worried that this thing would turn it into a puppet after it got out.

He doesn’t want to…

Suddenly, with a loud bang, a wall was broken and a cloud of dust was raised.

Then, a figure walked out from the broken wall. It was a young girl, with fear and confusion on her face.

She covered her mouth and nose tightly with her hands, as if trying to prevent dust from entering her respiratory tract. Her eyes looked around, alert to possible dangers around her.

"Jun Ling, you are here, and I called you for a long time but you didn't respond to me. What are you doing?"

Although Rong Xi saw the black fog when she came in, she thought it was the dust raised by her kicking down the wall, so she didn't pay much attention to it.

"Get out. Get out of here."

But it was too late. The black fog had already seen Rong Xi and came to Rong Xi like a whirlwind.

"Jun Ling, don't think that you are the only one who can draw the sword. She can do it too."

"Jiang Rongxi, leave here quickly and don't touch her." The last sentence was said to Jiang Rongxi.

He was now controlled and unable to move, not even able to turn his head, and could only stiffly tell Jiang Rongxi to leave.

Rong Xi was naturally trapped and unable to move. She stared at the black fog in front of her for a long time and then said, "What is this? It's so ugly."

Black Mist:......

Jun Ling: ...

The black mist was deforming, but he knew that he couldn't anger this woman now, so he could only guide her in a gentle voice.

"Jiang Rongxi, the young disciple of the leader of Ziyang Sect, was picked up from the roadside by Xun Yao. I am right."

"wrong."

"How could it be wrong?"

"It's just not right. I know my own affairs better than anyone else. What you said is just not right."

"No way, everything I said is correct."

"Okay, okay, okay, okay, you are right, okay?"

"you……"