Please, It's A Scary World

After Tomb Seven finished speaking, the laughter still spreading in the white hell stopped in vain.

It was as if suddenly returning to reality.

Fang Ming still had a gentle smile on his face.

He looked at the pupils in Tomb Seven's eyes that gradually became clear, and there was a trace of desire and reverence in those pupils.

And the associated indescribable mist around it was sucked into the seven orifices of the tomb seven.

Every time Tomb Seven inhales a wisp, Fang Ming can see that his malice towards him decreases by one point.

"Is this also a side effect of the fog?"

Fang Ming nodded thoughtfully, then stretched out his right hand, and placed it gently on Tomb Seven's forehead.

Then, under the dumbstruck eyes of Bai Zhi and Seventh Brother.

Fang Ming said gently: "You are an independent individual, what you want is what you need, you can go after what you want, no one can influence you. I promise you in the name of a friend, starting today, you You will be reborn and become your true self.

The next moment, a strange aura suddenly rose from Fang Ming.

The surrounding fog immediately rolled violently.

A trace of mist flowed down his fingertips into Tomb Seven's forehead.

Fang Ming could see that as the mist flowed in, the black silk thread on him and Tomb Qi was gradually becoming thicker.

As a result of the silk thread becoming thicker, he felt that there was an inexplicable connection between himself and Tomb Seven.

It was as if he could perceive the existence of Qi at any time.

I can feel what Tomb Seven thinks and wants.

This feeling………

It made Fang Ming's heart tremble.

"Too wicked."

"There is something wrong with this accompanying indescribable fog."

"This feeling is the same as when I control Tomb Seven."

"It seems that he has become my vassal, subordinate."

"This is in the mist, what if it is outside the mist?"

Fang Ming's eyes flickered, and then his mind moved, and he said silently: "Fog, take it!"

The next moment, the mist that filled the surroundings disappeared in an instant, without any transition at all, as if it had never appeared, and it seemed extremely awkward.

Such a situation directly intensified the shock on the faces of Bai Zhi and Seventh Brother.

"Where's the fog just now?" "?" Bai Zhi exclaimed.

Seventh Brother shook his head solemnly: "I don't know, but I feel that the fog should be related to Mingge.

Blank paper wondered: "Is it related to Brother Mingge?"

He turned his head to look at Fang Ming and Tomb Seven again.

I saw that after the fog disappeared, the corpse aura from Tomb Seven's body immediately came out.

He looked at Fang Ming who was slightly astonished in front of him, a trace of confusion appeared on his dry and thin face.

"What I think is what I need..."

"No one can control what I need."

"From today onwards, I will be born again and become my true self.

The words murmured in the mouth of Tomb Seven seemed a little crazy.

But the aura on his body gradually became stronger.

Fang Ming is the closest, and his feeling is also the most intuitive.

He could feel Tomb Seven, as if he was undergoing a transformation.

It seems that after removing the associated indescribable fog, Tomb Seven's thoughts returned, with a more self-awareness.

And Fang Ming couldn't see the black thread connecting him with Tomb Seven anymore.

However, he could vaguely feel the faint connection with Tomb Seven.

"In the mist, I have the strongest connection with Tomb Seven."

"Moreover, I should be able to influence Tomb Seven's thinking and behavior in the mist."

"However, after I put away the fog, my connection with Tomb Seven became weaker, and I couldn't directly affect him.

"Now, Tomb Seven should have understood what I just said?"

Fang Ming didn't understand Tomb Seven's current state for a while.

However, it looks a little odd.

The tomb seven gods kept chanting those few words in their mouths.

The light in his eyes is sometimes bright and sometimes dim.

And Fang Ming didn't bother him, nor did he release the indescribable mist again.

Just standing there, watching Tomb Seven quietly.

Anyway, now his goal has been achieved.

Unexpectedly, it went well.

Even Tomb Eight and the two crematoriums outside were affected a little.

] The evil has not decreased, but at least they have all started to "fish".

not far away,

When Bai Zhi saw Tomb Seven's state, there was a trace of astonishment on the pale paper man's face.

He pointed at Tomb Seven, and said to Brother Seven beside him, "He's not in the right state.

Seventh Brother nodded, the black mist on his body had gradually receded, and thoughtfully said: "It looks like [it seems to be upgraded? It seems to be thinking about something soon]

"

Bai Zhi's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he said deeply, "That's right, it's about to be upgraded. Was it inspired by Brother Mingge?"

The other six faces on Seventh Brother's body gradually began to hide, and he yawned weakly: "Ha~ah~ it should be, it should be the remarks that Ming Ge said before about touching fish and lying flat."

The two voices just fell.

But suddenly found that the rain of corpses in the sky suddenly stopped!

When the last drop of corpse rain landed, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly began to gradually shrink.

Until the end, it condensed into the shape of a person, and the figure of Tomb Ba appeared in the eyes of everyone again.

With surprise on his face, he fell from the sky with a strong corpse aura, and landed directly between Fang Ming and Tomb Seven.

Seeing this, Bai Zhi's expression changed, he took a step forward, and immediately rushed over from not far away, put a hand on Fang Ming's shoulder, and then looked at Tomb Eight vigilantly.

Tomb Eight's face, which was as dry as Tomb Seven's, glanced coldly at the white paper and Fang Ming, and then directly set his eyes on Tomb Seven without making any trouble.

In his eyes, there was obviously a hint of horror.

But he did not act rashly.

Just like Fang Ming, just watching quietly.

As for Tomb Seven, he didn't seem to feel that there were two more people around him suddenly.

It's just that the words Fang Ming mentioned before are still repeated in his mouth, such as "lay flat", "self-need", "rebirth".

And the corpse aura on his body is getting stronger and stronger.

Until it was so rich that it directly engulfed his whole body.

Even from his mouth, nose, eyes and ears, corpse aura started to come out continuously.

Outside the White Hell, the crematorium duo who had been watching here with a sliver of consciousness also retracted their gazes at the scenery at this time.

The thirty (Zhao Nuohao) eyes on the head all looked towards the white hell.

In the tension of the crowd.

About thirty minutes passed.

Tomb Seven is the body wrapped in corpse gas.

All of a sudden it starts to rot.

Pieces of rotten flesh fell off his body.

However, the strange thing is that Tomb Seven's body is not as thick and flowing as imagined.

On the contrary, after the rotten flesh fell off, a layer of extremely smooth skin was exposed amidst the tumbling corpse aura.

And the aura on his body also rose rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Tomb Eight on the side suddenly exclaimed in shock: "Here! Resurrecting the soul and sculpting the corpse! Tomb Seven is going to level ninety!"

Tomb Ba's voice just fell.

Then I heard a sudden voice coming from the strong corpse aura: "Tomb Seven... No, I'm not called Tomb Seven, I'm Zhao Guanghan, I... remembered to play."

(PS: I will definitely not be a eunuch, just after playing with Little Butter a few days ago... I couldn’t recover for a while, I was in a trance, and I wanted to touch fish all day...).