Wynne was worried when Gane was covered in his own vomit blood.
"Dooley, help Gane, please!" She pleaded with Dooley.
Gane was George's grandma's treasure. How would she face to that super charitable old lady if she knew that her treasure had died when he was with Wynne?
Dooley was listening to her pleading for Gane's favor and looked at her in a deliberate way, whose pale, delicate face, full of cold and innocent.
"If you promise not to take him as your spirit, I will." 'he said.
When life and death were at stake, Dooley, a stinking son of a bitch, not only threatened Gane, but also her. Fuck, Wynne mentally cursed him.
But now that Gane's life was at stake, she couldn't think about it.
"I agree with you." Wynne replied.
When Gane heard their conversation, he swore at Dooley: "Black worm, I don't want you to save me, Wynne, don't listen to him!"
Dooley ignored Gane, and when the evil spirit turned on Gane again, Dooley morphed into his original form! A black python, with several black winds, pounced on the evil!
For almost a few seconds, through thick black smoke, Wynne saw Zhemen's body fall down to the ground.
A pink and white face, wearing a bright red wedding dress woman, in Dooley blowing black wind, twisted body toward him. The writhing gesture resembled the Wegr that had come towards them when they first arrived.
Gane had just beaten the woman off Wegr's body. No wonder the woman was chasing Gane and attacking him. Gane had a grudge against her when they first met.
A woman's strong sixth sense could tell Wynne that the evil spirit must have a crush on Dooley.
Because now when the woman walked up to Dooley, she was seducing Dooley with a seductive, sexy gesture, taking the initiative to get close to his arms.
Wynne let out a little sigh, women on earth loved Dooley, even evil spirits also favored him.
They should have a passionate kiss at this time, the snake spirit met the evil spirit, which was a rare spectacle!
She stood happily beside the play, yet feeling strangely uncomfortable.
But to her surprise, Dooley reached out and grabbed the woman's head as she approached him and sucked on the top of her head. A puff of white gas gushed from the top of the woman's head toward Dooley's mouth and nose.
With a short, mournful cry, the woman vanished from the body into a heap of bones, and at last, in ashes, disappeared from the eyes of the people.
Dooley, on the other hand, burped.
Having disposed of the evil, Dooley recovered his form of human being and came towards them.
Wynne was dumbfounded.
"So that's all you got?" Dooley laughed at him as he found Gane lying there.
Gane blushed with annoyance and turned away in displeasure.
"How could you have found this place without me, with your brute strength!"
"Oh? Is it?" Dooley smiled and asked Gane on the ground, trying to annoy him.
"Of course." Gane retorted, getting up from the ground.
He's about the same height as Dooley, and they both look good together.
"You haven't seen my skills before, but you've heard about them, like finding the dragon and changing the fate." Gane said proudly, smiling: "Just now I was not prepared, was attacked by that thing, so embarrassed, if you don't believe it, give me three days, I can borrow the good fortune of this land, so that you can not survive here."
"Is it? Dooley sniffed. "What about the game now?"
"Dooley, you saved my life, I don't like being indebted to you, I'm not going to take your place of the life spirit in Wynne anymore, but I hope you can be kind, my grandma gave me to Wynne, she then is my master, if a spirit lost its master's protection, no matter how powerful it is, it will only die, I think you are also a kind spirit, There's no need to let me die." Gane said slowly.
"Why don't we just keep Gane? He didn't do anything wrong." Wynne also commiserated him.
"Wynne wouldn't even let me go. Dooley, I can at least help Wynne live a better life on earth. Do you want Wynne to stay in the gutter and suffer like her grandma?" Gane said.
"Shut up!" Dooley shouted.
"Now that Wynne has interceded for you, I have no choice but to agree with you, but it's you cat naturally is jealous and aggressive, so... " Dooley paused and glanced at her, then continued; "So you and I can't be around Wynne at the same time. From Monday to Friday, Wynne is with me! She's with you two days on the weekend."
When Wynne heard Dooley mention this, she was stunned. Isn't it just like going to work?
"So I don't even have time off?" Wynne agonized over her advice.
Dooley gave her a look and motioned for her to shut up.
Gane was not happy with Dooley's arrangement either, so he put his arm around her.
"You haven't considered my feelings, and you haven't considered Wyn's feelings either. It's a tiring thing to raise spirits. To be fair, you will stay with Wyn every Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday, and I will stay with her every Thursday,Fri and Sat, and the last Sunday is her break." Gane said.
Wynne gave Gane a grateful look for his advise.
"Is it difficult for a witch to raise the spirit?" Dooley was not pleased.
"Absolutely! now even school has days off. Keep up with The Times, I agree with Gane!" Wynne quickly weighed in.
Dooley, seeing that she agreed, blackened his face and acquiesced.
At that moment, a rattling sound from the sky approached them.
She looked up and saw a helicopter coming toward them, whirling its rattling OARS.
"This is my dad's helicopter." Gane squinted at the helicopter.
"By this time, his eyes had returned to their alien appearance.
One eye was pure sky blue, while the other eye was still rich golden. This pair of eyes in the sun in the sky, the pupil squint into a thin line, was very coquettish.
A middle-aged man in a waistcoat, resembling a butler only seen on television, was waving at Gane from a helicopter.