"Calm down, Abu, hold on!"

The blue at the end of Willet's long silver hair began to spread upwards. If her hair turned pure ice blue, Brenda would really go berserk and out of control.

At that time, not only will they attack the man in black, but they will also beat up Alice, and the entire Credo will enter the cold winter early because of this.

If this look is seen by others and the secret is leaked, the consequences will be disastrous.

When Willett heard Alice's voice, her chaotic thinking was infused with a hint of clarity. She shook her head slightly, trying to regain control of her body.

However, the monster inside her body was not willing to accept this good opportunity to wake up. Whenever she tried to suppress the opponent, the terrifying monster would put up a strong resistance.

Several times, Willett felt that he could not hold on any longer, but he managed to hold on with his last strength and Alice's encouragement...

"brush"

A black shadow suddenly approached, and Alice felt a strong force hit her back. Then, a big hand grabbed her fragile neck and lifted her up from the ground instantly.

Because Alice was distracted, she was unable to avoid the grasping hand of the man in black.

At this time, his throat was tightly grasped by the other party, and his vision suddenly turned black, and his breathing became very difficult. His feet lifted off the ground and flew into the air without any landing.

She heard the sound of the man in black gnashing his teeth behind her:

"... If you dare to turn your back to me, do you look down on me or are you blindly confident? The little lion is just a bluffing poodle. Want to be a hero? You are not qualified!"

Alice felt that the big hand on her neck was as cold and hard as an iron knot, and was tightening continuously. She seemed to hear her cervical vertebrae letting out an overwhelmed groan...

"...Alice..."

Willet gritted her teeth and fought against the monster in her body. Seeing her friend in crisis, she didn't even have the strength to stand up. This annoying feeling of powerlessness made her spirit begin to waver... A voice seemed to stick to her ears.

Bian kept repeating one sentence:

"Give up resistance and let me wake up...Give up resistance and let me wake up..."

No, never agree!

Brenda's eyelashes and eyebrows grew crystal clear frost. She placed her hands on the ground, trembling, and raised them with difficulty and determination, pointing at the man in black whose face was distorted by hatred.
Chapter completed!