Chapter 232

Under the dark sky, in the huge open-air theater, there are hundreds of thousands of yellow clothes in the audience.

This Yellow Sea, like all the raindrops gathered here, covered a trace of air here with the smell of yellow secret symbol.

And those who have come here inexplicably are in a daze.

"Oh, damn it..." Mr. and Mrs. Jackson, Mr. and Mrs. Davis and others could not say anything else except repeating this sentence.

They have no idea, but they also see that even those strange people who have a way are also caught in surprise. They have no expectation for this great change.

Holly and other children can only helplessly close to their parents' arms. Some children are scared to cry, but the crying only aggravates the strangeness here.

It seems to be watched by countless pairs of eyes, as if a pair of eyes do not exist.

Are those people real or fake? Is this giant stone stage empty or real?

This question lies in the minds of all these spiritual non eroded foreign visitors, many of whom are afraid to know the answer. Because sometimes, this state of ignorance brings a sense of security.

Each visitor's location is a little distance away, but they all find that some of their things have changed material, vehicles have become stone, guns have become plastic, and even baseball bats have become rolls of paper It's all in a mess.

"Ha ha! See, my kingdom! These people are my most loyal servants, just because I am the lineage of hasta, I am the master of kalksa, and I will also be the master of the world! You, kneel down to your king at once

A frenzied voice resounded in the sky, blowing to other places with the messy cold wind. There seems to be something special in the theater that makes the sound reverberate.

The sound came from the middle of the stone stage.

"Ruo Xiang, everybody!" Wu Shiyu called, Cai Zixuan is more anxious straight grab head: "monitor, you wake up, it is us."

Almost all of the people who came to the opposite side practiced the Scriptures and reached the fourth and fifth secrets. The fourth secret is Lou Xiaoning, who is still standing here, but her only good left eye is also flashing the light of struggle and murmuring: "they have changed They are not them... "

"No, it hasn't changed completely." Wu Shiyu can also feel the formalin flavor. Although it is very weak, it still exists, which indicates that Wang Ruoxiang's self-consciousness is still there.

"Shouldn't you worry more about yourself?" Zheng Jialiang was still laughing and saying, "my servants, stop them quickly. These people have hurt your king!"

Xue BA's mind was struggling and sinking. The gun was gone, and the decent weapons were gone. The power of Canon and incantation was the power that affected them.

There are more than a dozen yellow clothes in front of us. They are not easy to deal with.

At this time, however, the men in yellow did not come up. Two tall figures of them pressed Zheng Jialiang's shoulder and knelt him on the ground.

"You, you..." Zheng Jialiang Leng Leng Leng, left and right to see, but can not see through the two cloaks of the face, "what are you doing!" He looked up blankly at the figures in the audience around him, and there was no movement at all

At this time, he saw a small figure in yellow coming up to him, and he immediately asked, "Mr. Wilde, what is this doing?"

The figure he called "Mr. Wilde" was only about 1.23 meters tall, and his face was also hidden in the shadow. However, if you look at it, you can see that it is a flat pointed deformed head, an old and ugly strange face, and full of scars left by scratches and scratches.

"I'm from hasta's lineage..." Zheng Jialiang said.

"You are not." A faint husky voice came from the little figure.

The little figure threw a yellow secret Rune on Zheng Jialiang's head and said hoarsely, "the throne has never belonged to you, and the crown will never be worn on your head. You are just a fool who can't do a little thing well."

"Ah..." Zheng Jialiang's eyes widened in amazement. Anger and despair immediately covered his face, "Mr. Wilde, you, you..."

Wu Shiyu and Cai Zixuan frown and watch. What are they doing?

It happened so fast that it was done even before they took their next breath, so they didn't have time to do anything.

There was another tall and burly figure in yellow. One hand stretched out from his ragged cloak and held a large knife with a strange shape. The blade was also carved with a yellow secret symbol. When the cold light of the blade flashed, the strong man lifted his knife and cut it toward Zheng Jialiang's head.

Click! The sound of skin tearing in the neck, bone breaking, trachea breaking, blood gushing.

A head flew out in response to the sound, with the young face full of anger, shock, despair and incomprehension, and with blood, rolled down on the stone surface.

It is also rolling at the feet of Wu Shiyu and others.

After a person is decapitated, the brain will not die immediately. From the interruption of blood supply and oxygen supply to the brain death, the consciousness can still exist for dozens of seconds, and the eye movement can be controlled by the brain nerve without spinal cord.“……” At this time, Cai Zixuan saw that Zheng Jialiang's eyes were so complicated that they seemed to say, "help me, help me

"I'm just a member of the Recreation Department..." Wu Shiyu murmured.

Even if they knew that this man was a traitor, Cai Zixuan or Xue Ba, they were all in a bad mood at this time, and felt numb for a moment.

Zheng Jialiang, Xiaoliang It doesn't seem to have come in as a traitor. This new man, who is highly expected and cherished by everyone, seems to be more eroded and seduced, the voices he hears, the dreams he goes to, and the changes in his will, which make him a man of today.

The man in yellow, named Mr. Wilde, seems to be behind the scenes of today's events.

These people When they looked around these figures in yellow, they felt that they were a hundred times more dangerous than before.

Bang Tong, the two men in yellow released Zheng Jialiang's headless body. The body, which was still twitching all over the body, suddenly fell down, and the dark red blood poured into the ground.

The more than a dozen traitors standing by, such as Wang Ruoxiang, Gao Yu, Zhang Zuodong, are still expressionless.

They did not lose their soul, but their attitudes towards things were different. Zheng Jialiang's death could not cause any ripples in his mind. This ungrateful and stupid man, it is better to die early, and there is less noise and madness.

"False hopes and high ambitions all have to pay a price." Mr. Wilde said in a low voice, "but there are always people who don't understand that."

The narrow eyes on that ugly old face made me feel cold.

Wrong hope Cai Zixuan, Lou Xiaoning, Xue Ba and others were worried. What was lost in their hearts fell into the ruins at the bottom of their hearts.

Gu Jun is dead. He is dead. As early as half a year ago, Gu Jun had already died on the desert island where he dreamt.

Of course, the figure and the voice were not him. They were just some false hopes, perhaps made by this Mr. Wilde.

Zheng Jialiang died of ambition today, and they Will you die of hope?

"No..." Wu Shiyu whispered and wanted to say something out loud, but it was still very light: "no, Xianjun is still alive..."

But she didn't know where he was and whether it gave us wrong hope.

"You don't have to think of me as an enemy, for there are some things the fool said right." Mr. Wilde added, "there will be a new kingdom in the world. We, and you, will be the founders of this kingdom, but you do not know. But you will always know. "

The hoarse voice suddenly became high, "you will know it!"

All of a sudden, the tattered clothes of the Yellow figures in the audience all around the room clattered, and a huge wave of spiritual strength rushed to the stage, and the singing started again.

"The king has not come. But not here, Cathy

Mr. Wilde's small figure turned around and looked at Wang Ruoxiang a few steps away. His ugly face was strange and he said in a loud voice, "Cassida, Cassida! Didn't you go to Harley lake to see the scenery there? Didn't you sing there? Didn't your blood tell you your name was Cassida

There, Wang Ruoxiang's eyes condensed the same strange, clear voice is just like that singing female voice: "Mr. Wilde, then where is my crown?"

At the same time, the spirit from all sides suppressed the members who were still holding on.

The third secret above Xue Ba, Lou Xiaoning and others, one by one, lost control of the body, powerless to bend their knees and kneel down.

"Ah For a while, only Cai Zixuan and Wu Shiyu were left. They could resist not kneeling, but could not do anything else.

All the people saw a figure in yellow and handed it to Mr. Wilde with a delicate crown. The crown was covered with jewels of various colors and glittered with light.

The little figure held the crown and went to Wang Ruoxiang, who was bent down, to put it on her head.

"Monitor, wake up..." Cai Zixuan wailed.

"No, no..." Wu Shiyu felt that the pain of formalin flavor was getting weaker and weaker, and another kind of frenzy and darkness was rising.

Is this part of the ritual? This part hasn't been destroyed.

Zheng Jialiang's role is only to push them to this stage. What really matters is Wang Ruoxiang It's her mutiny, her penetration With Wang Ruoxiang's talent and diligence, he must be the first person in the bureau to practice the sixth and seventh secrets After that, every student will be influenced by her

Wu Shiyu knows that if the crown is put on Wang Ruoxiang's head, Wang Ruoxiang may be completely changed, just like Zheng Jialiang.

No matter how anxious her heart was, her own strength was barely enough to stand still.

Xianjun, Xianjun I miss him too much, or why do I always feel that there is a little familiar salty smell in the windwww.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!