I swept the Phoenix with the Onmyoji Shikigami

The black fog actually stopped! It looked like a black coal ball wrapped in green vines.

"If you say this, you can also be called the bride Hei Ci Qiu..." Xinghan said sarcastically.

Who knows, if an SP Shikigami with the Black Ibaraki Ball comes out, it might become as popular among the folk shikigami as "Hanayame Umibozu".

Xinghan himself is a supporter: To be honest, Hanayome Umibouzu is really good. If she appears as an SP, she will be quite rare.

When Xinghan thought of this, he felt that his youth had returned, his happiness had returned, and his appreciation for comics and beauty had returned.

Looking at the black fog in this way, it seems a little more pleasing to the eye.

"Stop! Stay still!..." Xinghan returned to his original voice, and his ability to change timbre was almost as good as that of a voice actor.

With the control of spiritual power, everything becomes extremely simple.

He already had some guesses about the performance of the black fog.

Black Mist seemed to have no time to react. When he realized that the person who spoke was not that man, he became even more angry...

Just as the agitation was beginning, Xinghan transformed again, "Hey, I've transformed 72 times!"

"To the left!" Xinghan raised the corner of his mouth and imitated the voice of the man deep in the black fog again and gave the order again.

The black fog seemed to have been triggered by this command and suddenly turned into a machine gun.

He could not wait to rush to the left with a "whoosh", like a bull rushing towards the steep and vine-covered cave wall.

With a series of "crackling" sounds, the black fog slammed heavily into the rock wall of the cave.

Xinghan stepped back tactfully to avoid hurting innocent people. It was so shameless...

Because not only was the black fog bounced back, it also "grabbed" a handful of vines and wrapped them tightly around itself.

"Frog fun!" Xinghan covered his face, unable to hold back his laughter. When did Black Mist become so cute?

The black fog seemed to have not realized that its behavior was stupid. Xinghan laughed deeply in that man's voice, which instead encouraged the black fog's behavior.

This time, the black fog completely turned into a funny "vine monster".

The vines twisted in the darkness, tumbling and jumping with the black fog, as if performing an absurd dance.

And every time after hitting the rock wall, the black fog would "grab" a handful of vines again until it became like a ball of thorns.

Xinghan watched this scene and laughed so hard that he fell over.

He laughed and shook his head, completely amused by Hei Wu's funny appearance.

And the black fog seemed to be immersed in this self-entertainment, completely forgetting the existence of Xinghan, and continued to have fun playing with the rock walls and vines.

The entire cave echoed with the sound of black fog hitting the rock wall and Xinghan's laughter. This originally tense duel turned into a joyful farce thanks to Xinghan's wit and black fog's humor.

"Disappear!" Xinghan tried again with his own voice.

This time, the Black Mist was more hesitant and moved more slowly when it was about to move. It was obvious that it was not used to receiving such orders after the joyful command just now.

Xinghan's heart moved, and he realized that this black fog had a certain intelligence.

But it seemed that it was only good at following fixed patterns. He decided to test it further.

"Transform! Become small! Change! Bangshakalaka!" He shouted again, imitating the man's voice.

This command is correct. Everyone knows that "a small garden blooms small flowers..."

However, the black mist did not transform as he wished.

Instead, it churned more chaotically, as if trying to understand this complex instruction.

At this moment, an angry voice suddenly came from the black fog:

"Idiot! What the hell are you doing? Why do you dare to disobey my orders?!"

Xinghan's heart skipped a beat.

He never expected that the owner behind the black fog could convey anger and confusion so clearly.

He originally thought that this was just a simple confrontation, but he didn't expect that the other party could actually cross the barrier of the fog, appear again in this way and try to control the fog.

However, Xinghan did not lose his composure. He quickly calmed down his surprise and raised a playful smile. Since the other party was so serious, why not take this opportunity to put on a wonderful "drama"?

He took a deep breath, suppressed his smile, and imitated the man's voice again, but this time it was deeper and more confident: "Black Baby, don't make a mistake, that man is a fake! It's not me at all! I am your master. Why are you so confused that you can't even recognize my voice?"

After hearing this familiar yet strange voice, the black fog seemed to fall into a brief silence. The fog at its edge began to tremble slightly, as if struggling and hesitating. The vines in the fog also seemed to be given life, swaying gently with the fluctuations of the fog.

This scene gave Xinghan confidence. He knew that he had successfully made the owner of the black fog suspicious.

Next, it’s time for him to continue to control the situation.

Xinghan had a plan in mind. He continued to imitate and disguise himself as the master of the black fog, and started a fierce dispute with the original "fake master" of the black fog.

"Baby, how could you doubt me? I am your only master, how could you forget me?"

Xinghan's voice was full of reproach, yet gentle.

The black fog seemed to be touched by this tone, and the fog at the edge trembled even more violently.

But then, it seemed to want to refute something, and the vines in the black mist began to twist wildly, as if in protest.

Seeing this, Xinghan knew that he couldn't continue blaming her, otherwise it might backfire.

He suddenly had an idea and decided to change his strategy.

"Baby, you're the best!"

The black fog seemed a little surprised to hear these compliments. Its trembling gradually subsided, and the vines stopped twisting wildly.

Seeing this, Xinghan was secretly delighted, knowing that his strategy had worked, so he boldly continued:

"Your strength is unmatched, and your wisdom is unmatched. You are like my left and right arms, my most capable assistant."

Xinghan's voice was full of appreciation and affirmation.

The black fog trembled a few times, and then fell into calm. The cold and damp air around it turned warm.

Xinghan suddenly had a hunch that this black fog was a shikigami...