Chapter 754: puppet

"I, I regret it."
I looked at you and smiled.
The inexplicable body trembled, and the hair was erected. She stared at her eyes wide and screamed: "Hey..."
Awkward eyebrows, a little black glint appeared, and then a very thin black light pattern from the black light slowly smashed out, quickly spread in the sly eyebrows, and finally turned into a strange twist, let people A chilling rune.
"Hey...he is your son?" His eyes turned black, no reflection, black paint like two black holes, inexplicably filled with a great horror that swallowed everything.
"It’s strange, since it’s your son, why is it in your heart that is full of malicious and hateful to him?
He opened his mouth and groaned a few times, grotesquely groaning.
"Who are you?" He replied calmly and replied to the calmness and awe-inspiringness of Fuxi Shenguo.
She stood up and stepped back a few steps, staring coldly at her eyes.
"I? Who am I, this kind of problem, is it important?" He stood up slowly and gently moved his body: "You can, treat me as your son... Hey, for my family. There is no difference."
"I have inherited everything about your son, his body, his memory, all his past, the brand of all his activities left in this world. Even if I have a baby with a woman, that child still owns your son. Complete and pure blood."
"What he likes to eat, what he likes to drink, what kind of woman he likes, whether he likes to use his fists or solve problems with wisdom... All these characteristics, I completely inherited."
"His talent, his talent, all his everything, all belong to me. So, I am him, I am, I am your son... Dear mother, you are not coming, like me Is it like a child, caress me?"
The smirk was more and more eccentric, the black rune of his eyebrows was shining, and then after a flash of light, the black rune slowly fell into his flesh, his eyes also returned to the normal black and white color, at first glance Go, he is no different from normal cockroaches.
He stood there with a smile, his breath, his figure, his demeanor, and the external features of everything he showed, without any difference from the real one.
Her body violently smashed twice, and she carefully moved back one by one.
Her eyes were red and tears flowed down her eyes.
She looked at her grievously, biting her gums and said: "No, you are not jealous, you are not my nephew... you are, the sky..."
"The extraterrestrial demon." He said with a smile: "I like this name very much. It looks very powerful. Well, a special mystery, a kind of inexplicable fear from the depths of the soul. Feeling. This feeling is very good."
"There is no shadow, no trace, follow the thoughts, follow the thoughts. Like the spring rain, the moisture is silent. In your unconscious, you will replace it. With your body, your identity Replace everything about you and receive everything from you."
"Between the silent and the uninterrupted, the spring thunder blew up... one after another conspiracy tricks, provoked countless disputes and disputes, causing countless killings... This feeling, really, is great, too great."
Open your arms and smile and look at you: "Your heart is full of negative energy, full of negative breath. Your soul is the favorite prey of my family, the favorite tonic... especially... ...is really amazing, you are actually a Yi nationality?"
His face became incomparably ugly.
She stared at her, and suddenly she screamed hysterically: "Come, come, come... you waste, waste... come!"
On the roof in the middle of the cell, the huge mirror had a faint glimmer of light, and a hoarse and low voice came out of the mirror: "What is it? Fright, do you still regard yourself as the demon of the Fuxi Devil? Here? Is Wuguo!"
"Crazy, what are you yelling?" The voice growled impatiently.
I open my mouth and want to do my best to get rid of the body.
The scorpion's scorpion turned into pure black, and the black lacquer did not see the slightest reflection. He stared at his eyes, his body violently groaning, and the cold sweat oozing out from the pores, short. At the time of a breath, the body clothes were soaked with cold sweat.
She was tough, her lips groaning, revealing an extremely ugly smile.
"Nothing... you, can you humiliate me? This drinking water, this food, the pigs and dogs will not touch things... You, can you humiliate me? You Wuguo, may bear the wrath of my Fuxi Gods ?"
The radiance of the mirror quickly faded.
The voice was unusually cold and smiled: "The wrath of the Thunder in the Devil's Wrath? Oh, these years, the attack on the ground again and again, it is you guys... Once the Dajin, Dawu, Dawei, the Three Kingdoms I am not afraid of you, let alone my country is now unified."
"You are the devil of the Fuxi Devil... There is a cold water, it is already very good. If you make a noise, you will give you a can of horse urine... Thirsty can't, you should drink, don't you have to drink?"
Her body trembled fiercely, her face was black, her eyes were gray, and she looked very desperately at her step by step.
When it is over, she is unable to control her body and cannot control her words and deeds.
What I said just now is definitely not what she wants to say.
Her body was stiff and cold, and a cold evil was madly invading her. He was madly groaning in her heart. She wanted to mobilize even a trace of mana to resist the evil forces that had been uploaded.
A trace of mana can't be mobilized, and the power of a little soul can't be mobilized.
In front of you, the embarrassment at the moment is a blank city without any defense.
Her lips looked pale and walked a little bit, looking at a black misty crown on the top of her head. More than a million times of horrible evil spirits rushed into the sly mind, instantly destroying the last waking will.
This sinful, unscrupulous, mad and sinister began to tamper with the memories of sorrow, and madly modified all her thoughts, thoughts, feelings, and realizations.
"I am... the most devout slave of the Dark Soul." Emei's black rune quietly emerged. She whispered and muttered to herself, her tone was stiff and full of a sinister evil.