"Get up, your teacher has entrusted you to me, so get up." Helibel smiled coldly, her fingers turning into needles and sticking into Black Mist's brain, she needed to help him modify his memory a little, change and distort his thoughts.

The unconscious black fog is naturally unable to make any resistance, his weak brain defense ability is useless in the face of Heribel's powerful invasion, and the combination of the reorganized Qi spell and the strange man's ability is still Li Gangshan's wake-up call, her strength has always been enough to crush the enemy directly except for a few exceptions, so she has not considered combining multiple abilities to cooperate with each other to use, at the moment when she saw Li Gangshan combine multiple abilities, Helibel, she understood that she had always felt that she had collected so many abilities, but she felt that the increase in strength was mainly due to the comprehensive passive enhancement of physical qualities brought by crossing the world.

To put it bluntly, it's just a blind eye, it's just dark under the lamp, the moment she sees it, she understands, and then she can perfectly combine the abilities she has according to your needs.

"Teacher, did he leave everything to you?" The reawakened Black Mist bowed his head sincerely in the face of Helibel, and half-knelt down, "Then please accept my loyalty." ”

The expression on Helibel's face was dull, and she suddenly became irritable, she looked at the black fog that had undergone a fundamental change in her mind in an instant, and remembered some bad things, some people will choose to use the same method to ravage others after being hurt by certain practices, and some people will be different, they will be very painful and the same practice will appear in front of their eyes again.

Helibel was the latter, looking at the black fog that instantly changed her thoughts and judgments, she remembered the dragon dance lantern that did something to her subconscious, and she had the illusion of empathy.

Thinking of the dragon dance lantern, a thorn that has been pierced in her heart so far, he will become fond of men when he turns into a man

, become a faggot, only by maintaining a female posture, she will like women like a normal man, very fucked and disgusting subconscious influence.

It's a pity that no matter how strong the subconscious is, it can't compete with the power of estrogen, and women should like men so that they can reproduce, which is an instinct engraved in the depths of human genes.

From this point of view, she has to thank the hands and feet of the dragon dance lantern, otherwise it is really difficult for her to imagine what a spicy scene she likes a man for.

The result of the instinct and the subconscious is not to break free from the shackles, but to put on a new shackle, and she doesn't feel much about women now.

The problem is that she will become male or will she be affected by the subconscious hands and feet of the dragon dance lantern as always, she will become fond of men, and she has not considered slowly erasing the subconscious influence by forcibly enduring her feelings after changing back to a male posture.

But as soon as she thought that she might not be able to control herself from pushing the man, she dispelled this idea very much.

So she understands that this feeling of being forcibly changed by someone has manipulated her hands and feet, and as far as she is concerned, it is as disgusting as eating, whether she moves other people's thinking hands and feet, or others move other people's thinking hands and feet, it is the same irritating and unpleasant.

When I was interested just now, I didn't think about it so much, and I didn't feel anything, but now I am interested, and I don't feel happy to look at it.

"Isn't it better to be dead?" Helibel pierced the heart of the Black Mist, ignoring his shocked and incredulous gaze and muttered to himself.

Because she knew that the reason why Black Mist was shocked and incredulous was entirely because she had modified his thinking, not that he was really shocked and incredulous.

"Why?" The black mist who fell in a pool of blood, his eyes were blank, and he asked blankly.

Helibel didn't answer him, but calmly lifted the influence on his thinking, and the black fog, which seemed unusually painful and unacceptable, calmed down.

"I see, thank you for letting me die as a student of the teacher." The blood in the heart of the black mist kept flowing out, constantly taking away his vitality, his body was getting colder and colder, and his consciousness was gradually blurred, but he didn't care about these at all, he was born in this world, and there was only one person he really cared about, that was his teacher, since the teacher was dead, then he would go with him!

Dead handle wood? Let him figure it out for himself! He never cared about the dead middle two, and the reason why he was willing to accompany him to do something like the second middle school illness was that there was always only one reason, and that was that his teacher wanted him to do it.

"I didn't expect my heart to have completely turned into a heart of stone." Helibel sighed slightly, her hand brushing her hand over the black mist's face, and closing his eyes.

"Although at the beginning, he wanted to strengthen the combat power of Deathshanki's side, modify his plan, and disgust that Xibei goods, but now it seems that it is still forgotten, and the existence of a troublesome party like a middle and second disease born purely for evil should not survive in this world."

Without much thought, Helibel made a decision, she planned to kill the dead handle wood and strangle the story of this world that had not yet unfolded in the cradle, by the way, although she didn't know the plot of this world at first, but she had a creature like the reincarnation to help her, and she was stunned to discuss the plot within the scope of her domineering perception, and she knew all the plots as a result.

As he says, Heribel's ability to act is always high when he is not lazy.

"Rub!" The face of the will of the Xibei Cargo World instantly turned pale, and the existence of Death Handle Wood as the heir of Li Gangshan was also an extremely special existence for the will of the Xibei Cargo World.

Deathshank can die immediately, but he can only die at the hands of Midoriya Izuhisa, or postpone it for a while, let it drive out the main god space, and it doesn't matter who Deadshanki dies casually,

Dead now, dead handle wood now, it means that the fate of this world has been distorted and changed unimaginably, and it is conceivable how much this greedy main god space like a sideburn dog will take away from this world.

Since it is a collection of the subconscious of the life of the whole world, its actions must take into account the interests of the life of this world, otherwise it should cease to exist, maybe the subconscious of the life of this world can still give birth to the subconscious of the life of this world at some point, but the new existence is no longer him, he is dead, and there is no way to resurrect it.

After waiting for Helibel to leave, the will of the world of Xibei appeared and began to stop the bleeding of the dead handle, forcibly stuffing his newly departed soul back into his body, treating his injuries and restoring him to his original state.

"Is this a dream?" Lying on the ground, Dead Handle Mu stretched out his hand to the sky blankly, his brain was empty and he didn't want to do anything, so he looked at the ceiling for a long time, and his voice was a little low, "It's real, it's not like an illusion, and the black fog hasn't come back." ”

He understood that from now on he was really alone, and there were no more so-called companions, and there were no more teachers who stood by to guide him, because they were all dead, dead and dead.

Just like the corpses around him, the wicked people who had been summoned by his plan to use their personalities unscrupulously were now all dead and turned into corpses.

If the teacher is still alive, it is impossible to leave him alone, and Dead Handle Mu has an almost blind trust in his teacher.

"No matter who you are? I have to thank you for the mysterious person who saved me. ”