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Chapter 199: In ancient times, there was the finishing touch, but now she is poking her with a fire stick(1/2)

Chapter 199 There was the finishing touch in ancient times, but now there was her mother who burned fire sticks and poked holes in the eyes

Author: Qingcha is still the same

Chapter 199 There was the finishing touch in ancient times, but now there was her mother who burned fire sticks and poked holes in the eyes

"The little junior sister's stone pillars are not good things, don't look at them."

"Senior Brother Lin, can you tell me what happened before?"

My mother didn't have to go and see the two stone pillars again, because she already had the answer in her heart.

Even if you don’t look at the two stone pillars, there must be two holes at this time.

The so-called "In ancient times, there was the finishing touch, but now there was her mother who burned fire sticks and poked holes in the eyes.

The strange sense of accomplishment has increased.

As long as the junior sister doesn't look at the stone pillar, no matter what the junior sister wants to do now, Senior Brother Lin agrees with both hands and feet.

"When you come in..."

After a lot of talks from Senior Brother Lin, Mamao could figure out when he fell into hallucinations.

When she first came here and stared at the stone pillar, she was already attracted by the stone pillar and introduced into the illusion.

From beginning to end, everything she experienced was a fantasy.

But she woke up from the illusion, and everything that happened in front of her was very coincidental with that in the illusion.

Is she really in a illusion?

Maybe you'll know if you wait a little longer.

Under her gaze, the scene that was exactly the same as before was repeated again.

The people who were detained on the round platform were bleeding again, and the blood flow increased, and they rushed to the blood-colored star map condensed in the air.

The light of the star map is getting stronger and stronger, and dazzling blood light covers the entire stone chamber.

All of this development is exactly the same as what she saw in the illusion.

Until a bang, the round table shattered, and the gloomy ghost laughed pierced the eardrums.

My mother's ears moved.

The sound sounded a little weaker than what she heard in the illusion.

An illusory shadow emerged.

The black and red mist fuses and intertwined, but they did not reach out to see their five fingers as if they were in the illusion.

You can still see people.

That's right, all the faces were black and red at first glance, accompanied by waves of ghost laughter, the whole scene seemed terrifying and a little scary.

Really, it's the underworld.

An illusory outline emerged.

His head is as big as a bucket and his body is slender.

There are no entities in the illusion.

It's like an energy body condensed from a mass of resentment.

Well, that's a professional term.

In the words of Mama, that's a ghost.

Unexpectedly, Mama's gaze once again met those blood-red pupils.

However, different results have occurred.

My mother's big eyes obviously noticed that the big-headed doll had obviously expanded her eye sockets when she saw her.

His expression also seemed a little panicked, and even looked away immediately.

My mother's heart beat.

So in fact, what she just experienced was an illusion, but it was not an illusion.

Senior sisters and brothers and these people are all fake.

And only the big-headed doll and myself are real.

Could it be that the big-headed doll is the one who makes it?

My mother looked at the big-headed doll with a bad look.

How about another beating?

The moment the round platform broke and the big-headed doll appeared, the young man obviously seemed a little excited.

He came to the big-headed doll in two steps in three steps.

It seems they know each other.

"Yeah, my senses are right, you are indeed trapped here."

For many years, he has been looking for it.

Losing his strength has been stagnant.

Even the injuries that were first suffered did not heal completely.

Unexpectedly, he was just on a whim and wanted to make some of his own people like "Yan Han", so he actually found him.

"Shuh, my war spirit, my companion, please return."

The young man stretched out his hand in anticipation and his eyes were burning.

But his war spirit, that is, the big-headed doll, was a little panicked now.

A wave of uneasiness made it a little impatient.

He reached out to the young man with fierceness in his eyes, and waved his claws, leaving a blood mark on the young man's palm.

"roll."

The young man was stunned.

This is his war spirit, that's right.

But his war spirit not only hurt him, but also told him to get out.

Such a great shame made the young man who reacted was extremely gloomy in an instant.

His eyes were as cold as a knife.

"Yes, do you want to commit the following?"

This No. 2 coal ball genie actually knows this big-headed baby?

It seems that the two are still comrades-in-arms, and they are affiliated with superiors and subordinates.

So what's going on now?

Internal consumption?

Well, it seems pretty good, I like to watch it.

My mother's big eyes flashed and she was enjoying her sight.

Selectively ignore the problems that I have not yet been struggling with.

The big-headed doll is very irritable.

This is a human, not a human thing, why is it so annoying?

"Get out of here, let's quarrel, I'll eat you."

I slept well, and for no reason, I was beaten up by someone who was very similar to the madman back then. I didn't say that I was beaten up, but suddenly I was pulled out.

It was originally quite thought of.

But now, it always has a sense of danger that it will perish at any time.

Not to mention that there is a little devil staring at him.

How could it still dare to stay outside?

It is not the stupid and stupid person who is Tie Head.

It wants to go back quickly and return to its own bed.

Never think about coming out again.

It's so scary outside.

The threatening words of the big-headed doll were like a slap on the young man's face, embarrassing his face.

The ultimate sense of horror is suppressed in the sound.

"Yeah, you are my war spirit, are you going to betray your master?"
To be continued...
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