The Mightiest Ms. Rebirth Campus

Chapter 731
The tomb is seven or eight meters high and tens of meters wide. Every place is exquisitely constructed. If it weren't for this shape, it would really look like a special palace.

Gu Jiming stopped in front of the black gate, glanced at the people present, looked at the weakest one among them, only the second-level and fourth-level humanity, and said: "Come here, cut your fingers, and put your hands here."

The place Gu Jiming was pointing at was the strangely twisted human face carved on the black tombstone like a door in the middle of the tomb.

The person called by Gu Jiming was Hou Zihou's secretary. He had several secretaries, and this was just one of them who was intern.

Hou Zihou couldn't bear to let the people below suffer because of his own affairs, he said: "Let me do it."

"no, I'm fine."

Although the secretary's scalp was a little numb, how could he let Mayor Hou do this again? He quickly cut his finger, and stretched his blood-stained finger to this weird and twisted face.

When the secretary's hand covered it.

Soon a suction force seemed to be uploaded from that person's face, it was tingling but not painful, just a weird feeling, and at the same time, the miasma that surrounded the grave all gathered towards the secretary .

Even though everyone stood so close, they couldn't see the secretary's body clearly.

Hou Zihou was a little uneasy again and took a step forward, wanting to reach out his hand to drive away the black smoke for the secretary, but Gu Jiming stopped him before Hou Zihou approached.

"do not move."

Hou Zihou looked at Gu Jiming and said, "Master Gu, won't this hurt him?"

Gu Jiming glanced at Hou Zihou with a half-smile.

"No, of course not."

Under Gu Jiming's words, everyone could only watch silently. The secretary who could faintly see the figure just now seemed to be wrapped in a black cocoon.

He was no longer seen by the people.

Gu Jiming's mood was already flying, and he couldn't help getting excited.

Sun Yin moved closer to Quan Jiayun, looked at Quan Jiayun and whispered softly: "Don't worry, with me here, I will protect you."

Quan Jiayun glanced at the middle-aged man with a smile that was not a smile, and responded indifferently: "Yes."

She responded and looked at the black cocoon.

From her eyes, she naturally knew what it was, it was poisonous miasma.

It was formed by gathering too many resentments.

Ordinary human beings stay in it for a long time, they can cause hallucinations, they can be poisoned into idiots, and they can be poisoned to rot.

Of course, this is the lightest end.

The point is that this poisonous miasma is being manipulated now.

Secretary Hou Zihou, who was in the poisonous miasma, felt his head was heavy and his ears were filled with ghostly cries and howls. He didn't even notice that his strength was losing and his breathing was becoming difficult at the first time.

When he realized it after a while, he wanted to speak, but found that he couldn't make a sound with his mouth open.

He wanted to withdraw his palm, but found that his whole hand seemed to be sucked, and he couldn't move it away at all.

The heart, pulse, nerves, all the movements are speeding up, and he opened his mouth like a fish that is short of water and dying, or it is worse than that.

No one else can see it.

If they could see it, they could look at the secretary. His hands and face sank at a speed visible to the naked eye, just like losing weight rapidly. After a while, only a layer of wrinkled skin remained.

It seems to be decades old in an instant.

(End of this chapter)