Supreme Medicinal God

George smiled bitterly: "It's sad that I didn't expect rotten swords to save lives."

Ye Feng laughed: "I was joking with you, not because your swordsmanship was rotten, but in a critical moment, your love for Lorna stimulated your subconscious mind, and let your brain out of the mind control, did not continue Injured Lorna, left Lorna a life. Some people say that love can break all curses, it really is the case."

George suddenly realized, and sighed: "This guy who can perform the ideation is too terrible, and he can control the thoughts of others to kill him for him, which is more evil than his own hands."

"Brother George, your cultivation base is at the beginning of the sixth-level magic element. If you want to control your mind, it must be at least one level stronger than your cultivation base.

"That guy is so powerful. Why didn't he kill me? With his cultivation ability, he can completely control me, let me commit suicide, or do something else."

Ye Feng also thought about this question, he quickly found the answer, a flash of worry flashed in his eyes.

"I think he hasn't let you go. After his ideation reaches a certain level, he controls others at any time and any place. When he is a puppet, this kind of ideation is also called enchantment. The people he controls do not know that he has already Became a puppet, his words and deeds will make the other party feel, for example, we are talking and chatting here, everything will be known to him. Am I right, friend?"

George was stunned. He heard Ye Feng talking about the bewitching technique. The more he heard, the more shocked he was. He said that he was obviously saying that he did not get rid of being controlled by that person. .

Especially Ye Feng’s last sentence, it sounds like he’s joking with himself, but he doesn’t seem to talk to himself at all.

Ye Feng looked serious, staring sharply at George's eyes. The expression was not like facing an old friend at all, but being alert to an enemy.

Suddenly, George felt a buzz in his head, and a strong sense of fatigue struck. He fell asleep dimly, and it was dark all around, but his eyes were open and covered with blood.

George gave a strange sneer: "It is indeed the leader of the human forces, and actually found my temptation, but what do you find, how can you bear me? Hahaha."

George laughed a few times in a wave-like manner, lowered his head again, and disappeared, as if he had slept again. Just when Ye Feng was worried for him, George suddenly raised his head, and his eyes were puzzled.

"Brother Ye, I seem to have fallen asleep just now. Maybe I was too tired to take care of Lorna yesterday. I didn't sleep well all night. I'm sorry. I could sleep while standing. Oh, just now, what did you tell me?"

Ye Feng's eyes looked like water, and he looked at George calmly, showing a sneer of ridicule: "Okay, don't pretend to be a ghost, I know you are still controlling George, there is a kind of appearance, we do a good job."

From the appearance, George is like an ordinary person, but from the point of view of the fatalist, there is a trace of black gas in George's brain. This black gas is active and trembling, indicating that George is being controlled by someone.

So Ye Feng judged that George at this time was still a puppet.

George's face suddenly became somber, and he smiled and said: "Hey, I was found by you, I really can't hide you, but I feel very interesting and fun. I have been looking for someone to hide and seek, play, I control A lot of masters, playing hide-and-seek with them, no one can see me, it’s really boring. I thought no one in the whole Devil could see my charms, I felt lonely until I met you. You are a very interesting opponent."

Ye Feng's head hurts a little, and this master of ideas has silently sneaked into the brains of others, controlling consciousness and preventing it. It is simply a lunatic.

Dealing with such lunatics, Ye Feng was helpless.

Ye Feng sneered disdainfully: "You can be so shameless, control the thinking of others, and kill their most beloved ones. You are too cruel. Only the perverts like you will find this fun."

"Yes,

"The ideation technique can be performed in such a fascinating way that ordinary magic masters can't do it. Are you a master of the Magic Sect?"

George's eyes were full of resentment and hostility: "Sure enough, there is something extraordinary, and I guess the origin of the deity."

Ye Feng has already guessed the identity of the other party. Master Mozong Master, who hates himself so much, there is only one person, that is, Master Sect Master Wang Dayi.

Ye Feng deliberately pretended not to be able to guess, and wrote lightly: "Look, my eyes are full of hatred. We estimate there is hatred, and this hatred is not small. Unfortunately, I have too many enemies. I can't remember who you are. Now."

"Yes, we have a hatred, and we don’t share the hatred of the heavens. It’s okay to tell you. I’m the Lord of the Sovereign Sovereign, and my third brother Wang Meng died in your hands. The second brother was cut off. Now there is no difference between the whole person and the scrapped person. I remind you that you remember it."

Ye Feng's expression looked suddenly, and he smiled: "Yo, it turned out to be Wang Dayi, Brother Wang. I've heard your name long ago. When did you come here from Mowu Realm, don't tell me, I will give it to you You catch the wind and wash the dust."

George's voice sounded particularly excited, and his expression became grim: "Bah, don't be pretentious. I've been waiting for you in the desert city for many days. I look forward to night and night, and finally wait for you."

"Since you have a grudge against me, then you rush to me, don't hurt my friend, leave from his mind."

George’s voice didn’t understand whether it was crying or laughing, very harsh: “Boy, it’s too cheap to kill you, I’m going to let you taste it, the pain of your loved one’s friend’s being killed, let you watch them being teased by me Lethal, painful, haha, you will enjoy it."

George's laughter was full of pride and madness. It was also in this state that George's eyes showed a trace of confusion.

This ideation is closely related to the puppet's mental state. When the mood swings are particularly large, it will affect the control of the idea and allow the host's spiritual wisdom to be temporarily free.

"Wang Dayi, stop controlling my friend and get out of his head."

Ye Feng has always been worried that the other party directly hurt George. The brain is a particularly fragile place in the body. Any brain nerve is very fragile and very important. Whether it is a Devil or a human, the brain nerve cannot be damaged, otherwise the future will be endless.

When his control weakened, Ye Feng's eyes gave a faint purple light, which was as fast as a phantom, and he entered George's brain without blinking.

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