Chapter 1083 Punishment (2) [Thank us, deja vu
No one expected Lan Chenguang to kneel like this. They were originally looking at Anna, but now everyone looked at Lan Chenguang.
His expression looked even more painful than Anna, and his whole face was twisted.
Immediately, I found that his face was really twisted.
The facial features on his face squeezed to the left half of the entire face, and the cheek on his right bulges, like a balloon. The bulging skin suddenly cracked, one eye exposed, and then several facial features appeared in sequence.
The extra face was slanting with eyes, as if looking at the blue morning light. It was still bulging and gave birth to more parts, short black hair, slender neck, collarbone, shoulders...
With a stinging sound, Lan Chenguang's back sounded, and his clothes cracked and turned into rags hanging on his body. A pair of arms stretched out behind him. There was also a person's body protruding from behind him, and that person was more complete, and he was like a conjoined baby with Lan Chenguang.
"Ha, ha" the person behind him breathed, with ecstasy and gratitude.
The person who grew up on Lan Chenguang's face had his hands and pressed them to the ground to support his increasingly larger body.
Lan Chenguang roared in pain, and the veins on his body burst out.
He held the dagger in his hand tightly, his hand trembled a little, but he pulled his back hand up, his movements were fast and fierce, without any hesitation.
The dagger cuts iron like mud.
I only felt a trace of wind, and there was blood red in front of me.
The person who grew out of Lan Chenguang's face screamed, and half of his body broke to the ground, bleeding constantly. Lan Chenguang's cheeks also turned into a big gap, and blood flowed out. A few thuds and a few clicks, intestines fell out of the gap, mixed with the organs that fell out of the person with half of his body.
I subconsciously felt a little nauseous, but no one else responded.
Yu Zhidao shouted, and the talisman paper held in his hand was slapped on Lan Chenguang's wound. It immediately burned into a ball of fire, and turned into ashes, fluttering one after another.
The blood was stopped.
Huang Tian walked around Lan Chenguang and pressed the head of the one-piece man.
"No!" The one-piece man roared angrily, waved his hands, but was locked by Yue Lingqing.
Huang Tian's consciousness is connected to me. Through him, I saw the situation of the conjoined person. He was originally a capable person. After he died, he became a ghost. After being caught by Lan Chenguang, he was grafted on himself and lived in another way. He would use his ability to help Lan Chenguang do something. Lan Chenguang once promised him that in ten years, he would give him a complete and independent new body.
It’s not that Lan Chenguang intentionally tricked him, but that Lan Chenguang’s ability is not as good as he wants, and he can split as he wants. He also needs to consume a lot of power to create those limbs, and it can even be said that he overdraws his life to create limbs.
Yue Lingqing's hands seemed to have special power. She didn't seem to have used much strength, but just grabbed the conjoined person, and the person lost his strength and became a lamb to be slaughtered.
Huang Tian looked serious, his eyes wide open, and blue veins raised on the back of his hands. In an instant, I felt Huang Tian's power fluctuations.
It was a wonderful feeling, as if something had brushed across the soul.
This feeling is very real and directly affects the soul.
I lost my mind for a second, and came back to my senses, and found that the conjoined man had no longer lost his strength, but his soul, his limbs and head drooped, and his eyes were lost.
Lan Chenguang exhaled in big mouthfuls and said with difficulty: "It's a side effect...I don't feel it...Other..."
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere fell straight down again.
"What should I do with this thing?" Huang Tian asked, "I just wiped out his soul."
Lan Chenguang was helped by Yu Zhidao and sat on the ground, "You want to cut it off..." He held the dagger and did not hand it to others, "Let's leave it for now."
No one opposed his decision.
"This order seems to be wrong." Su Fei said.
After her reminder, I also rang. If Anna lies according to the results of playing the game just now, the first one will be punished, then the second one will be Ai Fei.
Ai Fei pondered for a while, "I didn't feel anything wrong, nor was I under control."
Lan Chenguang and Anna were still resting, while others were thinking.
I felt exhausted. I looked at the dead half of my body on the ground, and felt something surging in my stomach.
"I just talked about the city in the dark... can I see where it is? What's in the details?" Huang Tian asked Anna.
Anna lay on the ground and looked at the high ceiling above her head, "No, I only saw the outline of a city. Modern cities have many tall buildings, that's all. I didn't see landmarks or details."
"Your ability is just that calligraphy and paintings written on paper will become reality?" Yue Lingqing asked.
Anna nodded tiredly, "Yes. I just doubted what it wanted to do with my hands. But that feeling..."
"It's not that strong, right?" Lan Chenguang took his breath and the wounds on his face seemed to shrink and recover.
"Yes, it's not that strong, not so strong that I can't resist. As soon as the picture appears, I know that something is wrong. When I subconsciously go to get the pen, I can also restrain myself at the critical moment."
"It is possible that its control over us is not so absolute, and it cannot compare to its impact on ordinary people."
“This is normal.”
They were discussing.
"But I can't feel it." Ai Fei said with a frown.
She has the appearance of a child, and she looks like a little adult with this look.
Yue Lingqing echoed.
"If even you two can't feel it, we might have to change our thinking." Huang Tian said.
Everyone else looked at him.
Before Huang Tian spoke, I had already felt his consciousness.
"It is possible that it is not a tangible thing." Huang Tian said.
Everyone else was thinking.
I can't understand it.
No body? Even ghosts and spirits are physical in the eyes of people like us, and they can be seen, heard or felt. I can't imagine what is completely invisible.
When a question arises, I should be able to get the answer from Huang Tian.
The thoughts that Huang Tian came from were about Ai Fei.
Ai Fei now looks like he is thinking.
"You seem to have grown taller." Huang Tian looked at Ai Fei, his brows getting tighter and tighter.
Ai Fei was stunned for a moment and looked down at his body.
Su Fei stood beside Ai Fei and gestured, "You should have been here with me before..."
It grew by about five centimeters tall, which is a very significant difference.
Ai Fei's face changed.
Others probably thought of a possibility.
"Does your ability have any side effects?" Huang Tian blurted out.
"No, never. Those people in history are also..." Ai Fei coughed before he finished speaking.
She coughed violently, as if she wanted to cough out her lungs. She raised her hand to cover her mouth, and pressed her other hand to her chest. She coughed while hunching her waist.
I saw wrinkles appearing on Ai Fei's hands, from a child's fleshy hand to an old tree bark. Her hair also changed from black to white, almost the same as the blue Chenguang.
Huang Tian said anxiously: "Your soul is aging!"
Yue Lingqing took two steps at a time, rushed to Ai Fei's side, and pressed her hand on Ai Fei's back.
Ai Fei's cough slowly calmed down, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a wry smile: "It's so deadly...I..."
She put down her hands, and the muscles on her face seemed to have sagged slightly, and there were wrinkles on the corners of her eyes.
In a short period of time, she no longer looked like a child, but fell into a strange state, as if the child had put on makeup for the elderly, looking very strange.
Even her voice became old.
"It can punish your abilities." Su Fei sighed, "This is an invisible attack. So, what about us?"
She looked up at Yue Lingqing and Yu Zhidao. The three of them were not abilities, but were practicing step by step, inheriting some "skill" that has been used for hundreds or thousands of years. The difference between the two is almost the same as the tangible and intangible.
Chapter completed!