MTL - Transmigration: The Life Winner’s Ex-Girlfriend-Chapter 89 Crow back

In time, there is only one thought in my heart - kill! Kill all the people and destroy everything. However, when her eyes touched Zhou Yunqing lying on the ground, she suddenly became awake. All blame her for not controlling the demons, will Zhou Yunqing become this look, how can she recreate the killing?

“Fucking the ghost!” Ren Joe grabbed the railing that was inserted into the sofa and threw it into the air. The railing passed through his body and brought a piece of shattered light and shadow. The stars were scattered in the air, very Quickly restored to its original state.

There was a conjecture in Ren Qiao’s heart. She confronted the fear of the instinct of the figure, and leaped forward and flew toward him. Just as her hand brushed his heart, the same thing happened just now.

"Don't be afraid, he is just an illusion."

Jiang Yan did not join the killings from the beginning to the end, except for Ren Qiao, another person who was not lost in his mind. Seeing this scene, he picked up Wang Fan’s foot and threw Wang Fan’s face on the ground.

Wang Fan’s eyes are full of gold, and the pain of “pain and pain” has pulled him out of the previous state of madness. He also followed his mind to recover his mind, with his hand on his head and the other hand separated from Jiang Yan. Yan Zi and Ming Yuan are still struggling.

Yan Zi, who woke up, wiped the **** golden scorpion and re-insert it on the bun, without shunning the **** smell above.

Only the Mingyuan, who was drunk and confused, was the most affected. Jiang Yan and Wang Fan, two big men, almost couldn’t hold him.

Wang Fan looked at his hand: "What the **** is going on? How could I have such a terrible thought?"

Ren Qiao jumped back to the ground and pointed to the phantom in the air and asked Wang Fan: "Do you want to feel it yourself?"

"You dare a woman, what do I dare?" Wang Fan first patted his chest and said, then the front turned, "But I am not as powerful as you, saying that flying will fly up."

Ren Qiao grabbed his ankle, and he screamed: "Hey, what are you doing?" Ren Qiao lifted Wang Fan with one hand and threw him into the phantom in the air. Her hand never left his ankle. His whole person, like a minute hand, did a pendulum movement.

The strong sense of fear that escaped from the depths of the soul made Wang Fan close his eyes and scream: "No, I can feel that I will die near him!"

However, nothing happened, his body slammed into the phantom, and the flashing awning in the air was like the sparkling water. Ren Qiao has put him on the ground, he touched his body and said: "Well, not dead?"

Jiang Yan also personally felt once, his hand crossed the phantom of the air, and analyzed: "The holographic projection technology far beyond that of the world's technology, the surface looks almost the same as the real person."

Wang Fan nodded: "Why is there such a powerful technique, you see that he deliberately wears a mask, I guess it is still impossible to fully simulate the human micro-expression."

Ren Qiao’s eyesight is better than them, and he can clearly see the silvery mask, every tiny ornamentation. She is suspicious of Wang Fan’s words and imitates the humanity. It is definitely not difficult for mysterious people.

So why is he wearing a mask?

Jiang Yan’s conjecture continues: “We are afraid of him, so it is controlled by him and should be related to a certain magnetic field. In this projection, such a magnetic field is created with a high-tech that we cannot understand.”

Wang Fan: "You said this and did not say the same."

Ren Qiao followed the words of Jiang Yan and thought that this power was interpreted as a super-high-tech in the water blue star, perhaps the field of Canghuajie? A field energy that acts directly on the true spirits of the surrounding people.

She looked at Zhou Yunqing intricately. She has been wearing the water blue star for 20 years. It seems that she has removed the underground secret room of Zhou Yunqing. She has not seen other people able to lay out the field. Zhou Yunqing is lying dead and dead here. She is hard to doubt him

Suddenly, the flash of light in her mind - the Promise! At the beginning of the Promise World, the trial pagoda, which clearly contains the field. But she didn't understand that the other party was powerful enough to block her spiritual power and knowledge, and wanted a few of them. Isn't it a thought? Why is it necessary to spend this effort?

Jiang Yan and her thought of going together: "When you are tied to us, he can kill us. But he didn't do that, as he said, this is a game, he is admiring us in the dark. The battle of the beastly beast, the terrible bad taste."

Realizing that the other party is not seeking for wealth, Yan Zhenzhen was scared. She pleaded with phantom in the air: "I am all over seventy years old, half a foot has stepped into the coffin, you want me to be bad. The life of the wife is not interesting. It is better to let me go out, my son is rich and powerful, and he will give it to you if you want."

No one answered, Jiang Yan shook his head: "It's useless. His program should only set the sentence just now. The purpose is to give us the information we just had."

"Isn't that only to do what he said, can he live?" Yan Zi, who had never spoken, suddenly said this, her hand once again touched the golden plaque on the hairpin.

In the next moment, Ren Qiao grabbed the golden dragonfly and put it in his hand. Her hands are very nice, the slender knuckles, the white is almost transparent, and the thin blue veins can be seen faintly. When I opened my hand again, the golden plaque had been smashed into a ball by her, but it was actually made of real gold!

"Killing crimes, I see who dares to do it?"

Yan Zi sat there and did not move, "蹬蹬蹬", Yan Zhenzhen violently stepped back three steps and fell to the ground. Everyone present is aware of a terrible fact. If you follow the rules of the devil, the only one who survives will be Ren Qiao. Her military power is too high!

Wang Fan quickly reconciled: "You are right, we should work together to escape, don't get into the set under him." Fortunately, the big stars do not mean to kill, otherwise they will be ko!

"He said that the door will open after seven days. There is no food or water. How can we live for seven days?" Jiang Yan took off his glasses and took a sigh of relief and rubbed it on the corner.

Yan Zi said slowly: "If you say that the judge kills a person every day, isn't that a ready-made ingredient? Adults have 70% water." She didn't talk much, but she was more vicious than a sentence.

When the voice fell, everyone looked at Ren Qiao, who had the highest force. Yan Yanzhen was scared to climb the stairs and ran towards the room. She is the worst physical strength. What if other people really mourn and eat her flesh and blood?

Ren Qiao gave Yan Zi a warning look. "Don't say these sensational words, maybe we can find the exit and escape immediately." She patted the palm and encouraged: "Everyone cheers and tries to find out. Let's go."

At the beginning, everyone was still trying to find a spirit, until Wang Fan’s stomach was hungry, he was sleepy and hungry, and sat down on the wall: “Don’t find it, exhausted me, and moved to others all day. The family is not so tired"

Jiang Yan made reasonable suggestions: "Sleeping can fight hunger."

Ren Qiao had to say, "Okay, then let's sleep, let me watch the night."

Jiang Yan said: "I woke up for you in the middle of the night."

Ren Qiao shook his head: "No need for me, I am not sleepy."

Lest they have an accident in their sleep, Ren Joe did not dare to leave the hall half-step, sitting cross-legged, five-medged meditating, trying to awaken the spiritual power of the body, but unfortunately has no effect.

The shadow of the moon gradually rose to the center, and a strong sense of sleep suddenly came, Ren Qiao strongly resisted. She is a base-time monk. She does not need to recover her energy from sleep like a mortal. In the case of being unable to meditate and recover her energy, although it is inevitable, she will never be able to survive for a day. Unfortunately, under the control of some mysterious power, Ren Qiao could not resist the eyes.

She was awakened by a short, hurried scream, and Jiang Yan was awakened with her. In the moonlight, Yu Guangzhong, the two of them looked at each other and asked: "Wang Fan?" Wang Fan, who was originally sleeping in the hall, disappeared.

The direction of the sound came from the second floor room. Ren Qiao took the lead and leaped forward. He turned over the railing on the second floor and rushed to the room. Jiang Yan walked up the stairs.

The two of them saw a terrible scene that was unforgettable in life. In one of the rooms, flocks of crows flew up, and the crows of the sky were like the hands of the devil. The crow's voice was like a cemetery with people coming to the murder.

Wang Fan crawled out of the door, and Joe only had time to reach out and wanted to pull him out. In a flash, the overwhelming crows had swallowed him up and they flew into the bed.

The bed was closed, nothing left in the room, as if everything that happened just now was their illusion. However, the **** smell in the air reminded them that Wang Fan was dead and died in the mouth of tens of thousands of crows.

Jiang Yan was too scared to go forward, his legs screaming. From yesterday to now, he has always been calm, this is the first time Ren Qiao saw his gaffe. He whispered, almost mechanically repeating a sentence: "The trial is coming, we can't escape anyone."

"Calm down, mysterious people hide in the dark to pretend to be ghosts, the more you are afraid, the more like his intention!" Ren Qiao said sharply. She walked into the room and patted the bedboard, no matter how she did it, it was just like before, she couldn’t open it.

On the white wall directly above the bed, there is one more painting than before, and the red glare is like a blood. A crow stays in the lair, and from the feathers and the fallen crotch that fall from it, this is an old crow with an old age.

Beside it, there is another crow that is stronger than it, with food in his mouth and mouth-to-mouth feeding it. Several other crows flew outside, looking for delicious food and planning to come back to their mother.

On the screen, the ugly crows evoke strange fluctuations. As long as you take a look at it, you will feel a shudder from the depths of your soul, and there is a hint of art.

Jiang Yan, who finally woke up, said to himself: "The crow is back."

Yan Zhenzhen, who had heard the sound before, opened the door and explored the wall on the bedside of the room. Ren Qiaofu to the soul, open the other door: "Every wall has a painting."

Jiang Yan said: "The seven paintings in the seven rooms, each painting is related to the trial that the mysterious man said."

"If I remember correctly, is this the last room opened?" Ren Qiao asked.

"Yes." Jiang Yan replied, pointing to the other and said: "That is the room that Wang Fan woke up."

"That is to say, the murder mode designed by the mysterious people does not correspond to the room where we first appeared." Ren Qiao looked at the other six paintings, and the purple eyes flowed in the eyes. If you can find each painting place. The corresponding person may be able to first gain insight into the movements of the mysterious person and better avoid death.

No one noticed that there are only nano-sized spots of light in the air, which is a very small camera that can't be detected by today's technology. It has three hundred and sixty degrees of dead space to transmit everything that happened here.