Chapter 49 The Voice of Confusion

As soon as the black fog appeared, the whole space brought a strong sense of oppression, and there was a disgusting atmosphere in the air.

Not only Shi Miao, but also Master Gong is barely maintaining the spiritual power in his body.

"Ah!!! Master, save me!!!" Wang Shengjun howled and had been wrapped in a mass of black gas. With the influx of black gas, Wang Shengjun's hands began to crack, and blood flowed to the ground.

This picture is so horrible. Looking at Wang Shengjun wrapped in black gas, Shi Miao suppressed the nausea in his heart and quickly performed the fireball.

Two fireballs attacked Wang Shengjun with the spiritual power of the practitioner. Wang Shengjun, who was filled with fog in his body, jumped to avoid Shi Miao's attack. As soon as the black lines appeared on Wang Shengjun's left face.

Looking at Wang Shengjun, who was unharmed, Master Gong laughed and said, "Don't dream! Your ordinary attack can't hurt him at all! There will be a good show soon!"

At this time, Wang Shengjun was no longer Wang Shengjun. He had already been manipulated by the fog, and only Master Gong himself knew what the fog was.

Baling, who came from the car, also looked at Wang Shengjun with a serious face and felt uncomfortable. This monster was not something that Shi Miao could deal with at all.

Do you want to watch Shi Miao die?

Wang Shengjun, who fell to the ground, moved his neck and gently raised the corners of his mouth, "Since you miss your friends so much, I'll let her come out to see you."

Wang Shengjun opened his mouth, and a sharp roar came from his mouth. At first, the sound turned into a natural sound, like the least beautiful piano sound.

Under this sound, Shi Miao only felt a headache, but Master Gong's eyes gradually turned blood red. In an abandoned room of the factory, the fish with no resistance broke free from the rope and gradually stood up.

It's not good! Wang Shengjun's voice can actually be transmitted into the divine consciousness, which confuses people.

Shi Miao resisted bitterly and gradually came out of a graceful figure in the darkness behind Master Gong.

"Fish!"

Looking at the unharmed fish, Shi Miao's eyes were tearful. He was about to walk to the fish, but the fish that had been walking towards Shi Miao picked up the iron bar on the ground and attacked Shi Miao with a ferocious face.

"Ah!" The lost fish shouted, and the iron bar in his hand hit Shi Miao's leg directly.

Shi Miao didn't expect that her good sister picked up the iron bar to hit herself and fell to the ground with a muffled hum.

This stick not only hit Shi Miao's leg, but also hit her heart. Looking at the fish with a hateful face, Shi Miao cried and shouted, "Yuyu, wake up! Wake up!"

"Miao... Miao..." There was a moment of clarity in the eyes of the fish holding the iron bar, and a line of tears fell, but it returned to its previous state.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Fare to the ground and watched his only good sister attack him. Shi Miao's tears were wanton, and the picture of the two had just met came to his mind.

Shi Miao, who just went to college, is just a country girl. She is often excluded in the dormitory. Every semester, it is the most distressing time for Shi Miao to pay tuition and dormitory fees. Looking at other people in the dormitory talking about all kinds of dolls and girls' favorite things, she can only hold the textbooks in her hand more tightly. .

That day, at the gift shop near the school, Shi Miao looked at the porcelain cat worth two yuan, and her eyes were full of love. The cartoon cat was only as big as the palm of her hand and seemed to fall asleep with its eyes closed.

Many girls in the gift shop knew Shi Miao. When they saw the annoying country bumpkin staring at the cartoon cat, they snorted coldly and hit each other fiercely and said with a disdainful face, "Can you afford it?"

Hearing this, Shi Miao lowered her head shyly, but a girl came to her.

"Do you also like this kitten?" A girl with a gentle voice looked at herself with a smile.

With a perfect figure, a beautiful face and a kind smile on her face, the girl bought the cartoon cat and put it into the palm of Shi Miao and said, "I like it too. Can I give it to you?"

That was the first gift Shi Miao received in 20 years, and it was also the first friend Shi Miao had made in 20 years.

In the days since then, the two people will often be together. Every time Shi Miao is bullied, Yuyu will always stand up for Shi Miao.

"Miao Miao, don't you think you are the kitten? Even the name is Meow..."

"Miao Miao, I've changed my boyfriend again. I'll introduce it to you another day!"

"Listen to me, my friend Shen Chenyu, no one can bully!"

In the pouring rain, the fish hugged Shi Miao tightly, and the rain mixed with the tears on his face, "Miao, uncle is gone, and I..."

In the past few years, Shi Miao has been just a cowardly girl. Every time the fish will appear as a protector, avenge her, vent her anger, and pull her to chatter about her feelings with her first boyfriend every day, but she will always invite her to eat the best food and buy her when she is most difficult. The best food.

Now that time has changed, Yuyu has lost his mind because of himself.

"I'm going to kill you!" The fish holding the iron bar was full of hatred on his face, but tears were flowing silently. In the depths of his soul, the fish was shouting hoarsely, "Miao... Go... Miao... I can't control myself anymore..."

Withering the pain, Shi Miao got up from the ground and looked at the oncoming fish with a smile, "Yuyu, let me be your protector in the future!"

Avoiding the iron bar in the fish's hand, Shi Miao hugged the fish that was still struggling desperately. With a hand knife, he cut the fish and hugged the fainted fish. Shi Miao whispered, "Have a good sleep, fish. When you wake up, everything is over."

Put Shi Miao aside, and Shi Miao looked coldly at Wang Shengjun: "I will definitely want you to die!"

Running the spiritual power all over her body, Shi Miao held the sword and cut directly at Wang Shengjun. Wang Shengjun's face was sad and happy, but he still sang without stopping. At this time, the palace master beside him shouted and picked up Wang Shengjun before he was stabbed, and Shi Miao was firmly trapped by the thorn wood.

Looking at the thorn wood that trapped him, Shi Miao quickly threw out two water balls, and the thorn wood gradually appeared a hole under the corrosion of the water ball.

The last treasure of Master Gong has been destroyed.

At this time, what Shi Miao wanted to kill most was not Master Gong, but the evil monster that controlled Wang Shengjun. At the moment when he broke the thorn wood, there were ice arrows and fireballs greeted Wang Shengjun.

Reaching out to block the ice arrow and fireball, Wang Shengjun laughed: "Can such a thing hurt me?"

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Wang Shengjun. The sword pierced Wang Shengjun's abdomen and looked down at the sword that pierced his abdomen. Wang Shengjun sneered and said, "So you attacked me head-on just to have a chance to sneak attack me! It's a pity that you miscalculated!"

Wang Shengjun straightened his stomach, and the sword in Shi Miao's hand was slowly withdrawing.

Shi Miao was so anxious that he worked hard to hurt this monster. If this blow fails, there is no hope of escape!

"Kill him!" Shi Miao bit his middle finger, and the blood on his finger was directly applied to the sword. With blood as a guide, the sword began to burst into cold light and stabbed Wang Shengjun again.

At this moment, Wang Shengjun smiled, "Is the dying struggle useful?"

Wang Shengjun grabbed Shi Miao's sword with his left hand and sneered, "This is a good sword, but unfortunately you won't use it!"

A shrill shrieked and shook Shi Miao ten meters away. Wang Shengjun pulled out his sword and threw it to the ground.

Looking at the stone like an ant lying on the ground, Wang Shengjun sneered and said, "You should thank you for giving me a chance to give up! So, when you die, I will eat you!"

The male-female cry came from Wang Shengjun's mouth, and some airflow was surging in the air. The palace master closest to Wang Shengjun closed his eyes and resisted bitterly. Shi Miao, who fell to the ground, was attacked by this sound, and a little small opening began to appear on his body. His skin was cut and he could no longer feel pain. Shi Miao was the most The person who is conscious is a fainted fish.

In the past, when I read novels, there was a word called sound killing. I still can't stand this sound. I don't know if fish will be affected?

Shi Miao, who fell to the ground, gradually became confused, and his eyes became red. In the dark, a voice was guiding himself, "Suicide... Suicide... with your sword..."

Gradually, Shi Miao's hand began to crawl towards the sword on the ground without his control.

If it goes on like this, you will definitely lose all your mind! Finally become a puppet controlled by monsters!

Boom!!!

After the loud noise, the whole factory was filled with a strong atmosphere, and Wang Shengjun, who had been singing, couldn't help frowning. This... what a powerful demon!

"How dare you be willing to obey the command of the little monk?" A sound like a spring came from not far away.

According to the Classic of Mountains and Seas, there are birds in the mountains of Qingqiu, which are like dove, and their sound is like, called irrigation, admiring them without confusion, and eating them without scabies. The sound of birds singing is like people scolding each other. The name is irrigation, and its feathers can be inserted into the body to make people not confuse.

Shi Miao's eyes became clear in an instant, but he saw a purple figure, surrounded by lavender brilliance. The purple robe was embroidered with exquisite lines. His black hair poured like ink satin. His unparalleled eyebrows could not hide his stubbornness and coldness. His slightly thin lips were slightly squeezed, but with ice. The cold eyes are like the halo of the moon.

Such a dusty face is not like what it should be in the world. In an instant, Shi Miao even forgot to breathe, for fear that this person would return to the ancient painting.

It's like a fairy in an ink painting looking sideways at Shi Miao, with an imperceptible curvature at the corners of his mouth and saying loudly, "Don't wake up yet!"