Chapter 192

Qi Li pushed away the crowd dancing wildly on the dance floor and walked to the second floor of the bar.

Although her movements are very big, her clothes, and her young girl's figure are also very suspicious in this adult environment of feasting and feasting.

But no one looked at her, or even noticed her.

The advanced form of "Spiritual Good Seal" - "Mind Rewriting".

The good seal of the mind is only the first stage content skill recorded in the book given by Mr. Lin, which makes others subconsciously have positive emotions towards the person who casts it.

After so many years of training, her spiritual good seal has already reached the highest level, that is, it has an impact on the panic level, but at this time it is already a bit reluctant, and often needs to be used alone on this panic level, and it can only be achieved after talking many times. take effect.

As for the destruction level, she hadn't tried it, but she didn't dare to try it in fact. It wouldn't be a joke if it was discovered.

She took the position of vice president, which is the final result of the good seal of the mind.

She has to rely on her own means to go further.

And now, Qi Li has initially mastered the second stage of mind rewriting.

This time, it is no longer simply to generate positive thoughts under the guidance of words, but to be able to set up a radiating spiritual force field on oneself, set up a concept, and then change the perception of the people around you.

This "view" is the cognition at the level of consciousness. The stronger the ability to rewrite the mind, the more outrageous the concepts that can be rewritten.

For example, now, the concept she sets is "non-existent", and others will directly treat her as non-existent.

"Sometimes, it's really hard to imagine how strong Mr. Lin is..."

Qi Li felt emotional in her heart.

This ability to directly change other people's cognition has already begun to approach the "rules". Even the destruction level may not be able to do it. I am afraid that only the god level can touch this field.

But to Mr. Lin, it is just one of countless books, one that can be given away at will...

"Congreve, this is the chance you gave me yourself."

Qi Li looked at the box door in front of her, stopped and took a deep breath.

She knew that there must be forces beyond her imagination lurking in the box, and that Congreve would be hopelessly stupid if he didn't set up a net waiting to catch her.

Hurry up!

The power of mind rewriting can't last long. She has to quickly record the evidence and destroy those trade items before escaping as fast as possible.

...

"You're wrong about one thing."

Feilong heard the black snake behind him say: "Wilde did not succeed in revenge. The person who ruined his entire face escaped and went to a place where even Wilde couldn't find him. He hid for decades."

Feilong was taken aback for a moment, and then hummed in his heart, looking sullen that he didn't want to discuss, but in fact he couldn't help but say a few words.

But there is no time for a tense Wilde fellowship discussion.

"There are indeed different opinions about this matter. Perhaps only by seeing him in person can we ask what the matter is like."

Feilong sighed: "However, Wilde himself is still missing. Joseph has offered a reward for two years, and the price has been raised three or four times, but no one has found him yet."

Black Snake said slowly: "Maybe the person is already dead."

Feilong said disdainfully: "Impossible! Who is Wilde, not to mention that even Joseph thinks he is not dead, how can fans like us be discouraged!"

The more he talked, the more excited he became, but remembering what time it was, he waved his hand and calmed down and said, "Forget it, I'll talk to you after this blood feast is over."

Feilong originally thought that Mensao in front of him would not respond.

But unexpectedly, Black Snake looked him up and down with scrutiny, nodded and said: "Indeed, we can have a good chat when the matter is over."

Feilong was very relieved, feeling that his enthusiasm had moved this seemingly indifferent colleague, so he pushed open the door of the box at the end of the corridor very proudly.

Inside the door, the remaining ten panic-level blood feast participants were already waiting.

The long table covered with red and gold-edged tablecloths seemed to be covered with blood, with all kinds of delicacies on it, and twelve exquisite golden wine glasses on each side, which was full of ritual.

The ten participants were looking this way, each wearing a different mask.

"Ahem, okay, everyone is here now."

Feilong led the newcomer over and said, "Let me introduce to you first. This is the new member who just joined the blood feast, codenamed Black Snake. I hope you can get along well and trade what you need."

"In addition, we still have a task to complete today."

He walked to the front of the long table and said: "I think everyone has noticed that this box can lead to the next door, and there are at least ten panic-level people waiting in the next door. Of course, they are not enemies, but this time. ally."

"ally?"

Someone among the ten people asked: "Is there a mission for this blood feast?"

Feilong nodded: "I believe everyone knows that the blood feast has always been arranged by the Ash Chamber of Commerce. This time, our sponsor has a small task and wants everyone to help. Of course, don't worry, we are not The main force, the main force is next door."

"Then what do we need to do? What about the remuneration? If there is not enough price, please don't move us, we can't let us work for nothing."

The person who made the joke fell back and leaned back in the chair.

Feilong dutifully explained: "Wait, if something happens, you just need to help seal the surrounding area of ​​the box so that no one can escape, but I believe there is a high probability that such a thing will not happen."

"As for the reward, no matter what happens later, whether you succeed or fail, you can choose a panic-level supernatural item sold by the Ash Tree Chamber of Commerce at will, and if you succeed, you will add a half-year 50% discount card, how about it? .”

The rest of the people looked at each other and nodded, very satisfied with the reward for this task.

The person leaning on the back of the chair said again: "Okay, as usual, newcomers come first for the first transaction, where are your things?"

He looked at the newcomer code-named Black Snake, and his eyes fell on the big white-haired dog: "It can't be this pet puppy, right? It's cute, but it doesn't seem to have much value."

Everyone's expressions were subtle.

Black Snake stepped forward, took out a book from the cloak, and held it up high.

Everyone took a closer look and saw the words "Corpse Eater's Ritual" written on the cover.

Black Snake said in a pious and fanatical tone: "I would like to introduce to you, the great communicator of the Gospel of Flesh and Blood, the author of the Canon of Corpse Cannibalism, the highest, best, and strongest in the world, our benevolent Heavenly Father and Savior , the owner of the bookstore—Mr. Lin."

His hood fell with the movement, revealing a face with an iron mask and gray hair.

And that pair of dark green and cold snake eyes.

"Wang... Wilde?!"

The people in the box were dumbfounded, pointing at him speechless.

Feilong laughed, and comforted him: "He's just dressed up, how can..."

Before he finished speaking, he was choked by the burst of destructive aura, and he was dumbfounded immediately, staring blankly at the newcomer code-named "Black Snake".

Wilde showed an elegant smile, played with the sacrificial knife in his hand, and bowed very gentlemanly:

"Come, come, let's make a deal, use your beliefs—

"In exchange for your lives."

The big white-haired dog opened its bloody mouth, extending to the corners of the mouth, behind the ears, and even the body. It was like opening the skin. Inside were all flurry of short tentacles and sharp circles of sharp teeth. With a grunt, the inside wriggled The mass of flesh and blood rapidly swelled and elongated.

Bang—the dining table was broken.

Crash—everything on the dining table was overturned, and the ten panic-level panicked crawled all over the ground, and stuck to the corner of the wall in fear.

In the end, the white dog turned into a huge monster entrenched inside the box, with a wolf-like skull wrapped in a sarcoma-like membrane, only bits and pieces of broken fur hanging on its body, and its bare spine like a blade protruding against the ceiling, countless His limbs twisted wildly, and his huge eyeballs greedily stared at everyone present.

"No, no no..."

There was a panic-level man who was scared off by the mask and shook his head crazily, his legs were trembling, and yellow water was dripping from his pants, he actually peed in fright.

"Don't want to?"

Wilde's expression turned cold, and one of Grady's limbs instantly pierced the guy's jaw, passed through his brain, and poked out from the sky cap, lifting him up.

He didn't even have a chance to defend himself, his eyes popped out and he died unexpectedly.