At that moment, Wang Ling peeped at this strange Sixth Madam through the King's Eye.
A normal person had one hundred thousand strands of hair.
If all the hair on Sixth Madam's head was bound to ghosts, that was to say, she commanded at least one hundred thousand ghost soldiers.
While it was easy for Wang Ling to reach out and pull out the hair, he had to consider the seriousness of the consequences.
The main thing was that he currently didn't know whether these one hundred thousand strands of hair were bound to ghosts.
But once he pulled them out …
Would the ghosts break free from Sixth Madam's control and start a new wave of riots?
These were all situations that Wang Ling needed to consider.
Even if these ghosts rebelled, it wouldn't be difficult for him to get rid of them.
The main thing was that these ghosts weren't easy to control.
Once something in a dissociated state was released.
Wang Ling had the ability to clear them out, a lot of innocent people would suffer.
After considering the above situation, Wang Ling came up with an idea.
Since he couldn't guarantee that the ghosts wouldn't disperse and cause a new wave of riots …
Then he could start pulling them out one by one …
First, he would slowly feel things out, and finally decide whether or not to increase his strength based on the actual situation.
"Sure enough, there's something wrong with these three people."
In front of the mirror, Sixth Madam picked up the strand of white hair that had fallen because of Yang's sacrifice.
This strand of white hair had already curled and withered, without the slightest bit of moisture.
It was as fragile as a gossamer, and would split and break at the slightest touch.
But the fact was that this strand of white hair still had its uses.
"Demon spirit, you should be able to see through the white hair, right?" Sixth Madam asked.
"That's easy."
Inside her, the shrill female voice spoke.
As the core hub through which Sixth Madam controlled all the ghosts, the hair demon spirit's ability wasn't limited to using ghosts to complete various tasks from a super long distance, or directly using hair to manipulate people.
Turn those people into the marionettes they want.
Once the hair was bound to a strand of ghost, it would wither like a wilted flower.
As the core, the demon spirit naturally had the ability to investigate the reason for the withering of these "hairs."
And this kind of ability, Mo Ling also called it "Flash Spirit".
She could easily see what had happened before Zhang sacrificed himself and 'withered'.
Before she acted, the demon spirit sneered. "Do you want to guess who did it?"
"I still suspect that Wang Xiao Er."
The Sixth Madam replied, "I heard that there's another female teaching assistant in their entourage. She's someone who hasn't been reported to us before. And this female teaching assistant seems to have an unusual relationship with Wang Xiao Er. "
"Teacher-student love? Interesting. "
"I don't know the specifics, but … there's definitely something fishy about this person. Otherwise, Huaxiu nation wouldn't have suddenly sent more people. " The Sixth Madam calmly analyzed, "A true master doesn't need protection. I'm afraid they're worried that this person will be too outstanding and cause some controversy."
"No matter what, we'll know once we take a look." Mo Ling smiled and said, "Leave it to me. Just like before, please give me the authority to control your body for a while …"
"Alright." The Sixth Madam nodded.
This was the content of the contract. According to the contract, there was a time limit for the Demon Spirit to possess the body.
Therefore, every time she switched souls, the Sixth Madam did not have the slightest apprehension.
Because she was the owner of the contract and had full control over the demon spirit.
In about a breath's time, the Sixth Madam's black pupils turned pink, just like the Death Barbie lipstick that often appeared in TV dramas.
After the Demon Spirit possessed her body, apart from the color of her pupils, there were almost no other changes to her appearance.
It was just that the surrounding temperature would suddenly drop and become gloomy and cold.
But if someone saw it now, they would definitely feel strange.
The Sixth Madam watched as a thin layer of frost began to form on the dressing mirror in front of her.
The Demon Spirit couldn't help curling her lips.
Full of confidence, she stretched out her hand and used her ability to probe the white hair on the table.
A pink fluorescent light seeped out from her palm.
Like a searchlight, it shone on the white hair for a few seconds.
"Hm?"
The Demon Spirit then made a puzzled sound.
"What did you see?" asked the Sixth Madam.
"I didn't see anything."
The Demon Spirit had a big question mark on her head. "I just saw a mosaic."
"How could this be?"
"I find it strange too. I've never encountered this kind of situation before."
The Demon Spirit frowned. "I'll try again."
After repeated attempts, the result was the same.
It was still a mosaic.
And the more she observed, the thicker the mosaic became.
It was simply to the point of insanity.
"Can you project the same image on the mirror as before? I want to see it," the Sixth Madam requested.
"Of course." The Demon Spirit smiled indifferently. "I have no reason to lie to you; we are one."
At that moment, the person and the ghost clearly didn't realize the seriousness of the problem.
When the Demon Spirit projected the mosaic on the mirror, a hand with distinct fingers and clearly visible knuckles actually appeared in the mosaic.
Hm?
What was this?!
The person and the ghost were covered at the same time.
Following that, a kind of fear rushed to their heads, replacing all their thoughts at this moment.
You can't run away.
Wang Ling mused in his heart.
With just one hand, the tremendous spiritual pressure suddenly dropped, causing the Sixth Madam's body to sink in. Except for her head, every inch of her body was directly stuffed into the ground.
That feeling couldn't be described in words.
The Sixth Madam and the Demon Spirit in her body almost exploded in an instant.
This …
What the hell was going on?
Why had a hand suddenly popped out of the mirror?
Furthermore, it had such tremendous power …
"Senior should also be a ghost, right?"
The Demon Spirit asked tentatively, "May I know how I have offended Senior?"
She was trying to sound him out.
Faced with this hand that had suddenly popped out of the mirror, both she and the Sixth Madam were scared out of their wits.
A ghost?
Wang Ling was speechless.
This Demon Spirit didn't seem very smart.
But it didn't matter; a misunderstanding was a misunderstanding.
In any case, there was no need for him to explain everything.
He didn't stand on ceremony as he directly attacked the trapped Sixth Madam. Just as he was hesitating whether to start with the hair at the hairline or the top of her head …
After making the decision, Wang Ling pinched a strand of hair at the top of her head and gave it a violent tug.
"Ah!" The Sixth Madam and the Demon Spirit instantly screamed at the same time.
They felt as if their scalps had been electrified, and there was an intense burning sensation!
The moment the hair was pulled out, it felt as if even their scalps were going to be ripped off!
The Demon Spirit was extremely terrified.
This ghost was too aloof. Not only was it powerful, it hadn't spoken the entire time!
It actually wanted to pull out the hair as soon as it started!
Bastard!
This hurts!
The Demon Spirit roared in its heart.
On the other side, Wang Ling realized that after he had pulled out the hair, it seemed that a ghost had really been released and was wandering around the room.
So he grabbed the ghost in passing.
"Puchi!"
He used two fingers to crush the ghost that was released.
Green blood that ordinary cultivators wouldn't be able to detect sprayed out in the Sixth Madam's room like a meatball.
This was the blood of a ghost.
Because the Sixth Madam and the Demon Spirit had one body, she could also see this blood.
When the green blood sprayed out, it splashed all over the Sixth Madam's body and face.
Like a scene from a horror movie, the Sixth Madam was so frightened that she trembled.
"Senior … please spare us, senior!" The woman and the ghost were so frightened that they started to cry.
But Wang Ling was ruthless and didn't give them any chance at all as he started to pull out the second hair.
With each hair he pulled out, he crushed a ghost that had been released. It was extremely steady …
The poor Sixth Madam's scalp went numb as Wang Ling pulled out the hair. The intense burning sensation and the pain of peeling off her skin occurred every time he pulled.
But pulling them out one by one was really too slow …
Wang Ling was in the midst of his joy.
But he heard Wang Ming's urging voice on the other side.
He said that Immortal Harmony had finished using the toilet.
"Ah … I'm not done yet." Wang Ling frowned slightly.
Looking at the two thumbnail-sized bald spots on the top of the Sixth Madam's head, he felt pity in his heart.
But now, it seemed that he could only withdraw his "Ruthless Iron Hand" for the time being.
Just as he was about to withdraw his hand from the mirror …
Wang Ling suddenly realized that the Sixth Madam and the Demon Spirit seemed to already regard him as a "ghost."
Then perhaps it would be better for him to leave his name as a deterrent.
Thus, Wang Ling placed his hand directly on the thin layer of frost on the vanity mirror.
He left his name — Young Wave …
These two simple words gave the Sixth Madam and the Demon Spirit a great shock and a great f * * k.
What f * * king Young Wave …
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