Chapter 301: Is It Fun?8
And this time, Ye Yimu simply took off his veil, and his calm and clear eyes did not fluctuate
Petite figure, beautiful face, cold and unparalleled
The moment the veil slipped down, the entire hall was silent for a few seconds, without a trace
The stunned crowd, the surprised eyes, the half-open lips, the slightly red cheeks, the tight brows, and the heart that has nowhere to put in the chest...
What kind of beauty is that? Men, women and children -- all of them sigh
Thrilling, breathtaking, cold and unparalleled, and beautiful
What kind of petite posture does not have any movement? A pair of eyes are as beautiful as a clear spring, and they are bottomless...
Together with Emperor Leng Ye, Wen Yiwan, Fang Zhongping, and others, they were all shocked by such a unique temperament
However, there are three exceptions...
Ye Yimu looked at Fang Zhongping and motioned for him to look in the direction of the three people, but Fang Qingping, who was stunned by Ye Yimu, didn't react at all
"Am I good-looking?" Ye Yimu only asked out loud
This question brought back everyone's attention and attention
And at this time, all the people found out that there were three people who were not surprised and moved at all except for fear and panic, and they were surprised and moved by beauty...
Chrysanthemum, vanilla, ylang-ylang
Fang Zhongping finally noticed that something was wrong, he quickly retracted his mind and stared at the three people tightly
The fear and horror of the three of them are real, but apart from this feeling, people don't feel any real existence, as if they have been magically cast, only for a certain thing, only for a certain person, a certain task...
When everyone's eyes are focused on a certain thing, there are different moods. That's a grossly abnormal reaction
This truth, as the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, Fang Zhongping is particularly aware of it
"The slave doesn't know, the slave doesn't know anything. All three replied in unison, nervous and anxious
And this answer just explains that their minds are not at the same level as ordinary people at this time
"What the hell happened to them?"
Fang Qingping was extremely surprised, he couldn't help but look at Ye Yimu when he didn't know why
Ye Yimu didn't know when he had already put on the veil again, and the small half of his face under the veil was not prominent, but the eyes were still cold and calm
"Didn't you say it?" Ye Yimu was very helpless, she seemed to have said it not long ago
"They're evil. ”
"Evil?"
Fang Zhongping was surprised, and there was no one here who was not surprised. What a terrible word.
"To put it simply, it's artificially evil. ”
Ye Yimu was helpless, so he had to explain concisely
Evil is like seeing a ghost. Really hell, it's going to be crazy. But if you think it's hell, then it's going to be angry
"They must have been through the same thing, controlled by the same spells. Ye Yimu said coldly
In this way, everyone also has a general understanding that the three of them were controlled by the same person with the same spell, and now their thoughts and behaviors are as if they were magical, and they are operated by the caster
"How do you break it?"
Fang Qingping was surprised, but also believed. There are too many strange spells in the world, and various races are good at different things
"Find the caster, destroy the object that controls the mind, and the spell will be lifted. ”
Ye Yimu spoke, and his flat tone was the same as the theory that he had to go to the toilet after eating
"How do so many people here know who the caster is? Even if they find it, they don't know when, it's better to wake them up sooner. ”
A voice sounded in the crowd, a confident and dazed tone, and the voice was very anxious
"You can too. In this way, the caster should also be affected by the aftermath and take a little damage. Ye Yimu nodded
Just when the person who spoke and Fang Zhongping were about to breathe a sigh of relief
Ye Yimu said again
"It's just that all three of them have to die. ”
Good guy, can you finish this speech at once, this half-sentence half-sentence
If you're timid, you'll really get sick...