Chapter 2383: Way out for music

Zhe Lin Mengya glanced at the fear that she might have the last decision, and came to her patriarch of the Lelong tribe, and then slowly spoke.
"I'm afraid I can't accept it."
Suddenly the eyes of the patriarch of the Lele tribe became dull.
I was deprived of the last bit of hope by force.
But Kemeng Mengya's words, however, turned round.
"But I can let you get back what you lost, your own blood feud, wouldn't it be better to report it yourself?"
She chief looked at her in horror, lips that couldn't make any sound, and couldn't control her own movement.
She seemed to have mind reading at once, nodded, and said to herself: "Yes, I can get you back to the complete illusion."
The power of 幻, she has already fully understood after consulting ancient books and Qingzheng spectrum.
It is said that when the Lexi tribe thrived in that year, one song can call Supreme Wonderland.
Everyone who has seen it is obsessed with it, and there are even people who have been obsessed with music for a lifetime and turned into immortals.
Of course, in her words, she must have been killed directly by Huan.
But even so, people in the world still admire the illusion.
I am even obsessed with the semi-finished products exposed by the subordinates of Shengong.
If it is a true music player, how great is it?
The chief of the Lele Dai tribe was choked.
He looked around anxiously, and found a pen and paper just on the table next to him.
I was immediately thrilled and wrote a sentence on the paper.
"Mrs. can we really find the complete illusion for us?"
She nodded.
The last time, she thoroughly studied the body of the Lelang people.
As a clan who was born to control the illusion, I do n’t know how many generations have inherited it, so that the body of the Leqi tribe has developed into the most suitable constitution for controlling the illusion.
Even if the puppet is weakened, the way they control other puppets is still the rhythm.
The chief of the Wa tribe was ecstatic, but still a little anxious.
"However, the complete magical mystery has long been lost."
Lin Lin Mengya pondered for a moment before she said: "The patriarch knows that a man is called a magic worker?"
In the eyes of the Dai patriarch, he was confused.
She knew for herself, and asked, "The patriarch knows, are those of you who have been captured by Leli tribe now alive or dead?"
I mention here that the look of the patriarchs of Lelang clan is a bit bleak.
He wrote with a pen: "Those who have been taken away have no news afterwards, and the place where our people previously lived in seclusion was also burned."
The current Lele tribe is just surviving.
It seems to me that the Yue people are really caught in the drum.
After she sorted out some clues, she slowly said, "Patriarch, I think that the captured people of the Lelang tribe are likely to be alive."
Upon hearing this, the Patriarch clan chief was excited.
"However, don't give too much hope.
You know, there are a group of people who are using Magic Won to do something not so good. "
The Patriarch clan stunned and wrote: "This is absolutely impossible! The complete magical mystery is only known by those of our tribe!
Even if they are not dead and controlled by others, they will never reveal the secrets of my tribe! "
所以 "So, the illusion they use is also incomplete, at best it will cause people to have some hallucinations. But there is one, you should know the complete secret illusion method."
"Who?" The patriarch hurriedly wrote.
"That god."
Damn, still locked in her dungeon.
It is said that he is so smart, but every few days, he makes a noise to drink.
She has researched that the so-called "divine vein" is a kind of supplement to the magic worker.
I just don't trade at a loss.
I often went to dig the man's secret, and changed it to a wine that had been diluted like water.
But recently, the man's demands have become more frequent.
I was really dissatisfied and wanted to increase her concentration.
If you do n’t give it, you just do n’t think about it.
This made Lin Mengya can't help raising her alertness.
It seems that the role of this vein may not be so safe.
"I want to see him, may I?"
The Patriarch patriarch thought twice before writing it down and asking.
Zhe Lin Mengya agreed, and asked some other things about the Le Dai people.
Later, she still talked directly to the other side about her concerns.
"They do this kind of thing, I'm afraid that they will bite back on the Lelang tribe in the future. After all, they can recognize the illusion, they must know the origin of this thing."
After all, only the Lei people can control the illusion.
The Elder of the Lele Clan sighed and wrote: "Unless we change our face and never reveal our identity again. Otherwise, we will be misunderstood.
But if this is the case, how is it different from death? "
There are still differences.
她 In her opinion, it may be better to steal a living than to abandon her dignity.
The most important thing is to survive.
She Ke has her own ambitions, and she understands the thoughts of the patriarch of Lelang.
I am like the palace family of the year. If she does not return, I am afraid that she will end up like this.
Everyone has their own ambitions, she can't come, she can only do her best.
"alright, I got it."
Xu turned her head and she instructed: "Go and bring the magical work up, don't reveal the identity of the Lelong tribe."
"Yes."
He was just a few months ago, and he was still worshipped as a god.
His face was as thin as a skull covered with a layer of skin, and the whole man was slack and decadent, with only a pair of eyes and a disturbing and bright gaze.
Seeing him like this, Lin Mengya could not help frowning.
"Oh, ma'am, you can still remember me, it's rare." The man said queerly as soon as he entered the door.
Lin Lin Mengya didn't bother to care about him, her frown slightly.
"What's the matter with you?"
"I'm so good!"
Wu Shengong squeezed his chicken paw-like hands, but with a sneer on his face.
"I've never been so good!"
The furrow between Lin Mengya's eyebrows deepened.
I'm wrong with this person.
"I asked you to come here, and I want to ask about the magic illusion, can you surrender the complete magic illusion?"
This matter, she hasn't mentioned it before.
Firstly, she is not interested, and secondly, she hopes that the other party can relax her vigilance and take the initiative.
After listening to this, Wu Shengong licked the pale and cracked lips with scarlet tongue.
可以 "Yes, but, I want my veins! I want the purest veins! You don't want to send me something mixed with water!"
The other person's reaction gave her some bad guesses.
She has seen people like these addicts who are addicted to drugs.
Part of her research project with her mentor at the time was to help patients get rid of drug addiction by controlling the brain.
I was only limited by the conditions at the time, and in the end, their research was shelved.
But she also went to a small drug treatment hospital with her teacher.
There are countless people like He who works there.
This vein can also make people addicted?
"I don't have such a pure vein, at best, it just gives you a few more altars." She replied calmly.
But the magical work seemed a little irritable.
He narrowed his blood-red eyes and stared at her.
"You lied! I smelt the veins on you!"
He was almost intoxicated, sniffing the seductive taste.
Lin Lin Mengya could not help being vigilant.
The remaining veins in the uncle's uncle were indeed in her.
She was almost subconscious, in an instinctive reaction to protect herself, and the contaminated poison spread to her body instantly.
怎么 "Why is it gone?"
Wu Shengong smelled it vigorously, and found that the taste really gradually disappeared. This was not reconciled, and he collapsed to his seat again.
Lin Lin Mengya quietly relieved.
I did not expect that the poison could cover up the taste of the veins.
Her mind moved, remembering that she had drank the wine given by her uncle before.
Although he was drunk and unconscious at the time, he didn't feel anything at all.
The old man has been brewing for decades. If everyone who drinks his wine seems to be in front of him, then the old man will definitely not be able to do it.
He seems to be a problem with the miraculous work itself, and maybe it has something to do with his so-called physique and blood.
"Change or not?" She didn't want to keep tangling with the other party.
Wu Shengong leaned lazily on the chair and heard his words tickle his lips, compared with five fingers.
"Five altars, not a little water. I've had the wine made by that old guy, and you can't fool me."
Lin Lin Mengya did not immediately agree, but looked at each other with a smile.
"For a wine, change a secret. Anyway, you have more secrets, you might as well say a few more."
She made an indifferent gesture.
It is necessary to drink alcohol, but this person's apparent desire for the veins is unstoppable.
She just feels like this, if something outside the control comes out, it won't be easy in the future.
Xun Shengong stared at her fiercely.
"You fool me?"
勾 Hook her lips: "Don't you just bring it to me? Come on, promise or not, I don't have that much time to spend with you!"
She was reluctant, but unfortunately she was more determined.
At this moment, this person finally realized clearly that what she did today is nothing more than whim.
If you don't agree, I don't know when it will be next time.
"Two altars! Otherwise, even if I die, I will never tell you!"
In the face of the opponent's ruthlessness, Lin Mengya said calmly: "Every altar is an altar, and send him back. Without my order in the future, don't even give him water."
"You! How can you do this?" The divine worker panicked, accusing: "This is the condition for our cooperation, you are betrayal!"
"Cooperation?" Lin Mengya sneered, looking at each other.
"The basis of cooperation is that you have to be useful to me. But what else do you do to me now?"
I have to say that Lin Mengya's intimidation shook her, and the magic workers had long since become self-defeating.
He had no time to take care of the others, and agreed in a hurry.
Although, it is in the situation of reluctantly gritted teeth.
Seeing that his purpose was achieved, Lin Mengya did not talk to him nonsense.
The life-threatening man prepared pen, ink, paper, and, by the way, let a person take a jar of wine and put it in front of the magic worker.
The latter immediately lifted the lid, as if tasting agar syrup, took a deep breath.
"Write now."
Her hurriedly.
Wu Shengong reluctantly closed the lid and wrote at his desk.
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