The bloody corpse has cunning teeth, and the suspicious eyes glance at the convex and beautiful illusionist next to him,

Seeing that she hissed obediently and did not lose her temper, manipulating the monsters not far away, he straightened his head and continued to watch the play with interest.

He didn't believe her all along, but he didn't have the evidence to kill her.

When her men brought her back from the Ten Mile Market, her throat was hit hard and she fell unconscious.

When she awoke, her explanation was that the Guardians had attacked, consistent with the reports of her men.

Extremely brief information about the woman who made her meet, the woman has been running, she hasn't fought much, and the details are not clear. No information was heard.

This information was not confirmed in any way, and the cunning illusionist summoned a thick fog that obscured the surveillance realm, causing them to see nothing.

The person who thought she would be killed came back half-dead, knowing that she had moved her hands and feet, but she still couldn't get rid of it, and the cunning uncle was very irritable.

In the future, as long as it is her task, he will try to follow as much as possible, play tricks, and kill on the spot.

On the way back to the base today, I happened to encounter a good scene.

It's just that the play ended too quickly, which made this uncle who likes violence and gore not very enjoyable.

Add some accelerant and it will be very interesting.

A familiar sound came to your ears.

The body of the youkai beneath his feet trembled slightly, and let out a low roar, ready to move.

"Bai Fei." Qiqi gritted his teeth and said.

Then he dodged and pointed his finger at the chestnut boy's ear, closing his hearing.

But the rest of the people were too late, and they all fell for the illusion.

They attacked each other, as if standing opposite them was not their own companions, but their enemies.

The space barrier in mid-air faded.

The two looked at each other and nodded, releasing their spiritual power to maintain the barrier, and the battle scene that was about to be revealed was hidden again.

The maroon boy flew down, black feathers flying out of his hands in succession, preventing his companions from killing each other.

The human face was completely awake, waving his limbs and tail in pain, and his face became more and more hideous.

The maroon boy tried to wake up his companion, but when he heard the roar of the youkai, he looked up at Qiqi uneasily, completely forgetting what situation he was in.

The vine thorn sword came to his side like an arrow from the string, blocking the sneak attack behind him.

"Concentrate on fighting," Qiqi's heart transmitted.

After the chestnut boy lowered his head and erected a defensive barrier around himself, the vine sword obediently returned to his master with a whoosh.

"They've fallen for illusion, tie them all up, and I'll deal with this monster."

"Okay." The young man held the spirit rope and shuttled between his companions with agility, snatching the weapons from their hands while tying them up in batches.

"Smack."

Qiqi looked at the awakened human face and slapped him directly.

"Sober me up."

"Woo woo woo woo ......" The corners of the person's lips drooped, his paws touched his swollen face, and he whimpered aggrievedly.

It was controlled by illusion, and it didn't cry for a while, its eyes widened and its emotions soared.

Qiqi looked at its uncertain expression, and said in his heart, this is the rhythm of madness, and it must be stopped, otherwise the two little guys can't be saved, and the people below can't be saved.

"Be strong-willed, don't you hear. If you go berserk, no one can save you, and now, only you can save yourself. Qiqi recited the Soul Purifying Mantra while talking to the spirit in the monster's body.

The human face is painful to control his heart, and the evil thoughts of killing everywhere can only rely on loud shouts to vent his desires.