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Chapter 1523 - The 1618 demon king was a girl

Now, these two forces were evenly matched. Although they were powerful, this consciousness was her home ground after all

It was said that as long as Xia Ling's consciousness world did not collapse, one day, these two forces would become weaker and weaker.

Would she have the chance to absorb these two forces?

Although this was somewhat immoral to the demon king, Xia Ling had used her consciousness to approach this black force.

This wisp of power was not the demon king's consciousness, but what remained. It was equivalent to a completely independent force that was separated in her body.

A gift from the Devil King

Once again, she felt a surge of gratitude towards the devil king.

Then, she began to examine her surroundings.

*

This time, the world she was in seemed to be a modern world.

Standing on the street, she held a plastic bag in her hand. There were snacks and some dishes in it. It looked like she was going home to cook.

The surroundings were very lively. Everyone was waiting for the bus.

Xia Ling stood there. For a moment, she seemed to be in a daze and did not attract anyone's attention.

If she did not receive the memories, she would not know anything about this unfamiliar world. She would not even know where her home was.

When she received the plot and memories, she had to find a safe place. If she was interrupted, it would be a great risk to the mission.

Xia Ling looked around and saw a supermarket nearby.

The things she bought were stored in the supermarket's storage cabinet. Xia Ling looked for the toilet, entered the toilet, and locked the door.

Only then did she begin to receive the plot and memories.

The plot and memories were quickly absorbed by Xia Ling, but after absorbing them, Xia Ling looked down at herself. Standing in the toilet, her expression was a little subtle... ...

She hadn't noticed it before, but now that her memory had accepted it, she lowered her head to notice that she was wearing a pair of size 43 shoes.

White, sports shoes, men's style.

Size 43! ! Size!

These were her feet... ...

They could fit into a size 43 shoe, and her legs and body were especially tall. Well, one look and you could tell that she had a sturdy man's body.

"Hai Hai! Why did I become a man! " Xia Ling questioned in her mind.

Hai Hai played dead.

Xia Ling asked, "can I still change back? "

Hai Hai was a small system that sought luck and avoided danger. It avoided Xia Ling's first question, but it also knew very well that if it did not answer Xia Ling's second question, Xia Ling would definitely... ...

In the dark room!

Hai Hai immediately replied, "No, host, this is the way of the world. You just have to accept it... "

Xia Ling:"! Not a bug?"

Hai Hai: "No. "

Well, if that's the mission, then she has nothing to choose from as a mission.

*

She took a deep breath.

The smell of the toilet... ... Did not smell good ...

Then, another awkward question Made Xia Ling Stop in her tracks.

She was used to entering the female toilet when she came in. When she entered, the cleaner beside her had already looked at her in surprise, but Xia Ling did not notice.

If she went out now, wouldn't those people look at her as if she was a pervert?

Trapped in the toilet, Xia Ling hesitated for a moment, but there was nothing to hesitate about.

After waiting in the toilet for a while and hearing that there was no movement outside, she lowered her head and strode out of the toilet.

There was a scream. It was a woman who had just come out of the cubicle.

There was a commotion in the bathroom, but Xia Ling did not care too much. She washed her hands and took out her things from the storage box. She quickly returned to the bus stop and got off the bus.

The bus had to stop for three stops before reaching her body's home. As the bus was slightly bumpy, Xia Ling looked out the window and sorted out the memories of her current body.

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