Plague Doctor

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Under the dark sky, in the huge amphitheatre, the yellow clothes silhouette of the hundreds of thousands of roads in the auditorium were silent.

This sea of ​​yellow clothes, like all the rainstorms, is gathered here, covering the air here with the breath of yellow secrets.

And those people who arrived here inexplicably were all confused.

“Oh damn …” The Jacksons, Davis and the others couldn’t say anything other than repeating this sentence.

They had no idea, but they also saw that even the gang of weird people were caught in surprise, anticipating this not at all.

Holly and other children can only helplessly hug their parents, some of them cry in fright, but the cry only exacerbates the strangeness here.

It seems to be watched by countless pairs of eyes, and like a pair of eyes does not exist.

Are those people true or false? Is this boulder stage true or false?

This question lies in the minds of all these non-eroded visitors from different places. Many people are afraid to know the answer. Because sometimes, this state of ignorance brings security.

Every visitor is separated by some distance, but they all find that some of their things have changed their materials, vehicles have become stones, guns have become plastic, and even baseball bats have become paper rolls … all in disorder.

“Hahaha! See, my kingdom! These people are my most loyal servants, just because I am the lineage of Hasta, I am the master of Karksa, and I will also be the master of this World! You , Kneel down immediately to your king! “

A frantic voice resounded through the sky, blowing to it with the messy cold wind. There seems to be something special about this theater, which makes the sound continue to reverberate.

The voice came from the middle of this giant stone stage.

“Ruoxiang, everyone!” Wu Shiyu called, and Cai Zixuan even scratched his head in anxiety: “Squad leader, you are awake, it is us.”

Almost all the people who stood on the opposite side went to the 4th and 5th secrets after studying the textbook. The fourth secret is Lou Xiaoning, who is still standing here, but her only left eye is also struggling with light, Shen Sheng: “They have changed … They are not theirs …”

“No, it hasn’t completely changed yet.” Wu Shiyu can still feel the formalin smell, although it is faint, but still shows that Wang Ruoxiang’s self-consciousness is still there.

“Shouldn’t you be more worried about yourself?” Zheng Jialiang said with a laugh, “My servants, hurry them, this group of people hurt your king!”

Xue Ba’s mind was sinking and struggling, the guns were gone, the decent weapons were gone, but the power of the canonical spell was the power that affected them.

The dozen or so yellow clothes silhouettes coming in front are definitely not easy to deal with.

However, at this time, the yellow clothes people not at all came up, and two of them tall silhouetted one while holding Zheng Jialiang’s shoulder and pressing him on the ground.

“You, you …” Zheng Jialiang froze, looking around, but couldn’t see through the two faces shrouded in cloaks, “What are you doing!” He looked up at the silhouettes of the surrounding auditorium blankly Nothing happened at all …

At this time he saw a small yellow clothes silhouette approaching himself, and he asked angrily, “Mr. Wilde, what is this doing?”

The silhouette he called “Mr. Wilde” was only about one meter 2 3 tall, and his face was also hidden in the shadows, but if he stared at it, he could see that it was a flat-shaped deformed head. An old, ugly, strange face was still full of scars from scratches and scratches.

“I am Hasta’s lineage …” Zheng Jialiang said.

“You are not.” A faint voice came from the small silhouette.

This little silhouette dropped a yellow amulet on Zheng Jialiang’s head, and said hoarsely: “The throne never belonged to you, the crown will never be worn on your head, you are just a little thing. Not a stupid thing. “

“Ah …” Zheng Jialiang’s eyes widened in amazement, and anger and despair spread to his face. “Mr. Wilde, you, you …”

Wu Shiyu and Cai Zixuan frowned, what are they doing?

It happened very quickly, and it was finished before they even took a breath, so they were too late to do anything.

There was another tall and burly yellow clothes silhouette. Stepped forward, a hand was stretched out from the ragged cloak, holding a weird-shaped big knife, and the knife also had the yellow secret sign carved on it, the cold light of the blade. Flashed, the robust man lifted his knife and lifted it, and moved towards Zheng Jialiang’s head that he was trying to lift up.

ka! The sound of tearing the skin of the neck, the sound of broken bones, the sound of the trachea breaking, the sound of blood spewing.

A head flew out in response, carrying the young face full of anger, shock, despair, and perplexity, with blood, and rolled down on the stone.

It also rolled down at the feet of Wu Shiyu and the others.

After a person is decapitated, the brain will not die immediately. From the interruption of blood and oxygen supply to the death of the brain, consciousness may still exist for tens of seconds, and the movement of the eyeball can be controlled by the brain nerve without passing through the spinal cord.

“…” Cai Zixuan saw at this moment, Zheng Jialiang’s eyes with 10000 points of complicated eyes also rolled, as if to say: Save me, save me …

“I am obviously just a member of the Recreation Department …” Wu Shiyu murmured.

Even if he knew that this person was a traitor, either Cai Zixuan or Xue Ba, they felt uncomfortable at this moment and felt a little numb for a moment.

Zheng Jialiang, Xiaoliang … didn’t seem to come in the curse department as a traitor. This new man, who has high hopes and loves for everyone, has been eroded and tempted by him. The voices he heard, the dreams he went to, and the changes in will seem to be more than others, making him the person he is today.

And the yellow clothes man named Mr. Wilde seems to be behind the scenes that made today.

These people … they looked at the yellow clothes silhouettes around them, and they all felt the danger of being 100 times 1000 times heavier than before.

Bang, the two yellow clothes people loosened Zheng Jialiang’s headless body. The twitching body with muscles fell down suddenly, and the blood of dark red flowed to the ground.

The dozen or so rebellious Tianji personnel standing next to them, Wang Ruoxiang, Gao Yu, Zhang Zuodong and the others, are still expressionless.

They did not lose their souls, but their attitudes towards things were different. Zheng Jialiang ’s death did not cause any ripples in his heart. This unlucky and stupid person died as soon as possible, and there was less noise of noise.

“Wrong hopes, high ambitions, all pay a price.” Mr. Wilde said lowly, “but some people don’t understand this truth.”

The narrow eyes on the old, ugly face looked cold.

Wrong hope … Cai Zixuan, Lou Xiaoning, Xue Ba and the others tightened their hearts, and what was lost in them fell into the ruins at the bottom of their hearts.

Gu Jun is dead. It is indeed dead. As early as half a year ago, on the desert island in the dreamland, Gu Jun was already dead.

That silhouette, of course, is not his voice, but only some false hopes, perhaps made by this Mr. Wilde.

Zheng Jialiang died of ambition today, and they … otherwise have to die of hope?

“No …” Wu Shiyu whispered, wanted to say something loudly, but still said very softly: “No, Xianjun is still alive …”

But she didn’t know where he was, or whether it gave everyone wrong hope.

“You don’t need to think of me as an enemy, because the stupid did not say anything wrong.” Mr. Wilde also said, “This world will have a new kingdom established, we, and you, will be the foundation of this kingdom. People, it ’s just that you still do n’t know. But you will always know. ”

The hoarse voice suddenly became louder, “You will understand!”

Suddenly, the yellow clothes silhouettes in the four auditoriums all crackled, and a huge wave of Spiritual Power rushed to the stage, and the song rang again.

“The king hasn’t come yet. But, Cassida, isn’t it here?”

Mr. Wilde ’s little silhouette turned, looking at Wang Ruoxiang a few steps away, with a ugly face, loudly said: “Cassida, Cassida! Did n’t you go to Lake Harry to see the scenery there, have you never Sing there, your Bloodline never told you, is your name Cassida? “

Over there, Wang Ruoxiang’s eyes condensed with the same weirdness, but the clear voice was like the singing female voice: “Mr. Wilde, where is my crown?”

At the same time, Spirit Power on the four sides suppressed the members of Tianji who were still holding on.

And Xue Ba, Lou Xiaoning and the others, each and everyone who were above the third secret, lost control of their bodies and kneeled down weakly.

“Ah!” For a time, only Cai Zixuan and Wu Shiyu these two people were left, and they could barely resist not kneeling for a while, but they could not do anything else.

Everyone saw a yellow clothes silhouette, and gave it to Mr. Wilde with an exquisite crown, and the various gemstones on the crown flashed with light.

This small silhouette was holding the crown of the head, and walked to Wang Ruoxiang, who bent down, to wear it on her head.

“Squad leader, wake up …” Cai Zixuan wailed.

“No, no …” Wu Shiyutong felt that the painful struggle of formalin was getting weaker and weaker, and another frenzy of darkness was rising.

Is this the original part of this ceremony? This part has not been destroyed.

Zheng Jialiang ’s role is only to push them to this step. What really matters is Wang Ruoxiang … What she wants is her rebellion, her penetration … With Wang Ruoxiang ’s innate talent and diligence, it will surely be the earliest practice in the bureau. Mystery, the seventh mysterious person … Every cultivator who follows will be influenced by her …

Wu Shiyu knew that if that crown was worn on Wang Ruoxiang’s head, Wang Ruoxiang might change completely, like Zheng Jialiang did.

No matter how anxious in her heart, but her own power, at this time only barely enough to stand still.

Xianjun, Xianjun … I miss him so much, otherwise why do you always feel that there is a familiar salty taste in the wind …