Crazy beauty never salty fish

The followers of the unconscious "leader" tore everything around them, tore the crowd who stepped forward to stop them, tore each other, and fell into madness.

Weng Lefan restrained a person who was about to tear off his eyelids, his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

This is simply hell on earth.

"Is there anyone, is there anyone who can save them...is there anyone who can save everyone..."

The man started to scratch her hand with his nails, and the soft white back of the female hand was scratched with horrific red marks and bruises.

Imperial City, Mu Family Banquet Hall.

Ye Qizhu looked at the guests in front of him who were affected and fell into madness, his face turned pale for a moment.

She struck quickly, knocking out the nearest berserk.

At this time, it is really not a good thing to keep a conscious person who knows no friends or enemies.

She tore off a piece of brightly colored fabric and shook it, "Are there any conscious ones here? Come to me!"

Rong Xueheng hugged Mu Weiqing tightly, probably because she was possessed by the "leader", and she was also affected.

Madness and madness spread like an irresistible mist.

Guan Yunhong assisted Xun Xiaotian to cut open the cocoon room, and from time to time spared his eyes to stare at He Xian who was sitting on the high platform.

He Xian is very quiet now.

Compared with all the crazy people around him, his tranquility is very eerie.

The conductor on the high platform is humming songs gracefully, and the crazy believers on the ground are constantly gathering, playing desperate chapters.

Xun Xiaotian stretched out his hand and pulled the last person out of the cocoon.

He looked at the appearance of the person in front of him, his eyes froze slightly.

"Tube……"

The last person is Guan Che.

He opened his mouth, his eyes drifted to He Xian's direction, and he struggled to squeeze out a word, "Fu..."

Before he finished speaking, he passed out completely.

Guan Yunhong squeezed his hand, trying to keep himself calm, but this last person was connected with her blood, and her nerves couldn't stop beating.

There seemed to be anger in her chest, igniting her reason.

She turned to the direction Guan Che was looking at just now, trying to maintain her emotions, staring at He Xianshen's side figure.

That was her mother, Fu Xi.

Her lips trembled slightly, "Mom—"

He Xian gently hooked Fu Xi's neck, with a quiet and gentle smile on his face, he gestured with his finger on the lady's neck, which was regarded as a threat.

Guan Yunhong felt that his sanity was about to be snapped.

Fu Xi looked at his daughter with gentle eyes, "Little Yunhong, you have to learn to choose."

Guan Yunhong looked at his mother's gentle eyebrows, and suddenly turned to He Xian, with anger in his eyes.

"Calm down, don't be influenced by him." Xun Xiaotian reminded.

Guan Yunhong closed his eyes, then raised them again, "He Xian, you *expletive*."

The air present froze for a moment.

The smile on He Xian's face widened, as if he had discovered something interesting.

He patted Fu Xi's face, "If you dare to do something, be careful that your mother is gone."

After scolding someone just now, Guan Yunhong calmed down a lot, and his knuckles moved slightly.

She is very clear about the trick of deliberately asking people to throw a mouse.

The moment He Xian saw that she hadn't moved and was about to attack Xi, Guan Yunhong moved before him.

A bright red silk thread appeared at her fingertips, and the other end was connected to He Xian's neck. As she exerted force on her hand, He Xian was pulled close to her.

Afterwards, what greeted him was Guan Yunhong's fist.

He Xian fell to the ground, not sure whether he was hallucinating from being beaten, or he was also hallucinating because of his ability.

If he uses all his illusions, he will also be affected. In addition to being injured, he himself can't tell the difference between reality and illusion.

He is looking at the sky and smiling.

"Do you really think that the 'leader' will disappear completely after I die?" He chuckled softly.

The "leader" is an existence that has crossed the long river of time and is immortal.

Even if one container is shattered, he can live on another body.

"No, I just know that you will die." Guan Yunhong stepped forward and dealt with him.

He Xian didn't howl, nor did he continue to laugh, but just looked at her calmly, and just before he stopped breathing, he finally moved his mouth.

"The next container is him..."

Guan Yunhong felt that his breathing had stopped.

She turned her head and looked at the man behind her.

The reason why He Xian died so willingly was because he had already determined that the next container of the "leader" was Xun Xiaotian.

Can Guan Yunhong really calm down, make up his mind, and attack him?Even if she can, what about those guys who have already sat at the top of Yuanmeng...

Guan Yunhong's own heartbeat was a little stagnant.

If Xun Xiaotian is now possessed by the "leader", it means that to get rid of the "leader", he must be killed first.

But he has already died once, who has the heart to let him die again?
When he knew the result, Xun Xiaotian was much calmer than he thought.

He struggled to live, died in a daze, and then found some reason to live, but he didn't expect that death was inevitable in the end.

Consciousness seems to be distorted.

He relaxed his body, sat down slowly, and looked in Guan Yunhong's direction.

"Take care, come here."

He stretched out his hand, feeling that his consciousness was a little dissociated, but it seemed that because of his resistance and cultivation, the erosion of the "leader's" consciousness seemed to have slowed down.

Guan Yunhong walked up to him and let him sit down with his heart hanging.

She stared into his eyes, not knowing what to say.

"Don't worry too much, it will take time for him to invade my consciousness...here...for you." He pulled out a small dagger and put it in her hand.

Guan Yunhong struggled to throw the dagger on the ground.

"Don't be in such a hurry to sentence yourself to death..." Her voice trembled a little.

Xun Xiaotian closed his eyes, "I will start now, break through the realm, if I succeed, I might be able to subdue the leader...but if I fail, then my consciousness will be taken away by the 'leader'. At that time, you can do it .”

"Shall I come?" Guan Yunhong squeezed the handle of the dagger tightly.

The cold metal chilled her heart even more.

"I think you should be able to." He took a deep breath.

She is his trusted candidate, and he will try his best not to choose the candidate.

Guan Yunhong seemed to have calmed down a lot, trying to slow down his breathing, and stayed by his side.

News came from the information exchange group on the mobile phone, and the restless crowd died following He Xian's death, either in a coma or regaining their senses.

These good news did not calm down Guan Yunhong's mood.

She stared at the person in front of her, praying silently in her heart, and suddenly reached out and grabbed his hand.

Xun Xiaotian somewhat resisted her sudden choice.

If she really wants to enter his consciousness to help him, maybe she will be polluted by the "leader".

But the strength from his hands finally made him give up resistance.

//Tomorrow should be the finale. It just so happens that something has happened these few days. After writing the ending, take a few days off and write another episode.

// Pigeon: How do you guys feel about the ending?

//Hong: The leader, I *block 5000 words*... The author, I *block 6000 words*... What kind of prison hell mode is this?I *make complaints about the difficulty of the boss battle*.

//Xun: Who will play "A Man Easily Injured" for me?