Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

"In other words, as long as you wear this mask, you can cast spells?" Engels reached out and touched the mask placed in the center of the table. His hands shrunk like he was afraid of being bitten. His expression was tight, and he couldn't make up his mind. Look. No ads ~

I can understand his feelings. The martial king, the Holy King, made the sacred king, and the night will kill the god, the seal of the throne. The imperial family martial Qiankun killed the **** Immortal throne in the night to seek the demon Ao Chongtian's strongest abandonment of the young Da Zhou Dynasty. After the power, who would not want to be a wizard? Even if you want to be the lowest-level black robe wizard, there are various restrictions. When you think of being peeled off, you will peel off your face together, which is enough to make the face tight, not to mention, after wearing the mask, it is very May die due to an abnormal reaction similar to an allergy.

Alice has seen the end of ordinary people wearing a mask, and the survival rate is even less than half.

"The more important issue is that after wearing the mask, it is likely to be controlled by the enemy." Jung's eyes turned to Alice. "Is that so? Alice."

"Probably ..." Alice also stared straight at the three masks, completely unrestrained. The fear was mixed with the complex emotions of hope and hesitation, so full that she could sniff even with her eyes closed. When she came, "Who ... came first?" Her eyes glanced from other people's faces, and then she woke up again, shaking her head vigorously. "No, this thing is terrible. You see, these were originally made by humans. It ’s a human being like us, a living thing like this, why should we take it back? "

Alice exclaimed impulsively, because she didn't forget that she and others had become wanted on the street, so she tried to suppress her volume and seemed hoarse. She could hardly suppress the emotion of wanting to throw all these masks into the incinerator, just like a drug addict who was determined to quit drugs. Although she was tempted by drugs, she had to restrain herself because she understood its harm. But looking at her distorted expression, that restraint seemed to break at any time.

"Yes, it's true. This kind of thing is the devil's legacy at all." Engels' face was a bit gloomy, his breathing became heavy, and his arms moved forward, "but, but ... you see, the enemy's power is too strong , And the previous battle made them vigilant. It is also good to break through the encirclement and return to reality. It is also good to increase the strength. "In the crackling sound of the burning firewood, the sound of his swallowing saliva was a bit difficult. Say, if we want to defeat our enemies, we must understand their power, and seizing these masks is just a coincidence. "

Engels sought our approval with his eyes, thereby strengthening his confidence. I believe that as long as anyone confesses his statement, he will put aside one of his masks without hesitation. He can almost say that he originally agreed with the original intention of taking these masks, but everyone was silent, even Jung just dropped his eyes and silently drank hot coffee.

"You guys have said something to me, you have taken the mask back. Is it just staring?"

Engels thumped the table hard, completely irritated by this repressive atmosphere. This is a matter of course. I have said so much, and I feel that these reasons have been fully spoken into the hearts of others. But everyone's pretentious attitude looks like a harlequin in a one-man show. No matter who takes his place, he will be very upset about it.

"Mr. Engels is right." Jung finally made his voice and focused all his eyes on him. "In this case, we don't have too many choices for Ranwen.com. Just put it on, whether the result is good or bad, it is your choice, and there will be no complaints when you die. "Jung's eyes passed through our faces one by one, and it was calm and uncomfortable. "In contrast, if it's really controlled ... well, I don't need to say more in the end. So, who wants to try it?"

There was another silence.

"Huh, cunning guy. Is that true?" Dorothy broke the dullness first and stood up with a knife-shaped critical weapon. "I give up, but Jung ..." She pointed at Jung with a long knife, sharp. 'S eyes seem to announce that he will cut down at any time, "Are we teammates? Give me this little trick again, don't blame me for being unkind"

"What are you talking about?" Jung indifferently stirred the coffee in the cup with a spoon, and his voice didn't shake a bit.

"Don't pretend to me ... forget it, anyway ..." Dorothy's next words seemed to be not spoken by Ranwen Fiction Net at all, just lifted her mouth, but when she passed by me, I It seems to be heard, "Anyway, this team will be dissolved soon."

Dorothy walked to the corner and sat cross-legged, leaning the long knife against her shoulders. The black robe and the shadow that the fire light could not blend together. She didn't glance here again at Ranwen Fiction Net and seemed to be asleep. Engels and Alice seemed overwhelmed. Dorothy's words clearly implied some bad things. The two looked at Jung's eyes with hesitation.

Jung still stretched the dead face and was as quiet as a rock. No one could feel the martial arts from above. The holy king made the sacred king, the sacred king, the night, the god, the throne, the seal, the throne, the begging of the world Kill the God Seal of the Throne and seek the Devil Ao Ninth Heaven's strongest abandon the young Da Zhou royalty martial Qiankun will kill the God God Seal of the Throne and the strongest Abandon the Young Da Zhou Royal Clan's God will kill the God and the God's Seal the throne in the night Ao Shi Jiu Zhong Tian is the strongest to abandon the young and big Zhou royal family to any emotion, and he can't read his thoughts from his expression. Saki Ye was blind to the movements here, and he said something that he could not hear clearly, and was really worried. I never thought of wearing a mask from the beginning, so that only Engels and Alice looked at each other.

"I ..." Engels stretched his hand towards the mask, but before touching it, he glanced back at Jung, struggling back, and got up to the other side. "I give up." He said so, tone Resolutely, it seems that determination has been made.

Alice glanced at Engels, glanced at Jung again, and finally her eyes fell on Dorothy. The girl was wrapped in a black robe and seemed to melt into the darkness, leaving only a hazy outline. Alice smiled very reluctantly, with a lot of worries on her face, and said to me: "I, I also forget ... I'm sorry, you took it so hard to get it back."

Alice ’s reaction did not surprise me. Even if Engels did not give up first, she would not wear a mask more than 20% of the time. Everything she saw in the street, the shadow left in her heart was too heavy. Conversely, if she really chose to wear a mask, it would be suspicious. Was her previous performance all acting? Once the analysis of this woman's spirit and personality must overthrow the reconstruction.

This habitual temptation rooted in every daily choice made me a little bit sick of myself. The kind of longing I had for Jung was probably because we are the same kind of people to some extent. Because I am such a person, even if I understand what Dorothy said before, I can't issue the same rebuke to Jung.

As Dorothy said, things have evolved to this point, it should be all planned by Jung. Just like when I used the eight scenes to spy on the goat union without hesitation, I stood in a safe place to peep, and the eight scenes tossed coins. No matter whether I succeeded or failed, I did n’t have any losses to get information. The same is true of Jung, using all the people in this team to obtain more information-street information, mask information, own person information, no matter what the result is, for him is successful, and, will The point of causing displeasure to others and even causing the team to fall apart is also under consideration.

Even if the plan is revealed here, it is not painful and itchy. What happened step by step has formed a specific outline in his brain from the beginning. Subject to various external and internal factors, objective and psychological factors, everyone makes a natural move, and all the chains generated by all the moves naturally rotate like a gear. Jung's rigid and calm expression is not just a pretense.

If someone wears a mask, it will only be one of Engels and Alice. Even if they all fail, they will not have any impact on the combat power. Instead, they can gather relevant information. If they succeed, their own combat power is great. Zeng is only good, and there is no harm in burning novels.

On the contrary, if everyone gives up wearing a mask, they can also use this to determine the psychological factors of the team members and prepare for the next plan, and the obtained mask can also be taken out as a specimen.

Everyone's experience and choice is simply not the choice of Ranwen.com. If you do n’t follow Jung ’s plan, you wo n’t be able to come up with a better way. You may fall into a worse state. So far, I believe that my thinking and Jung are synchronized. Although he only secretly guides the execution of this plan, it is also true that I remain silent in a sober state, so I ca n’t say no to Jung. You cannot complain about the near-death experience you have encountered before.

However, if anything really is beyond Jung's expectations, it must be the emergence of Zhenjiang.

"Really ... Don't be clever, just be mistaken." I said to myself with a wry smile, I had eaten enough bitterness in my school days, but I don't want to eat it again now.

"... Is that the only way?" Sakuya said so suddenly, without any thought. Her voice was very soft, and it seemed that only me and Jung had noticed. When I turned my head, I saw her eyes, no, it should be said that the presence of those eyes was very strong, almost occupying other perceptions of her.

Those eyes were like smooth mirrors or unusually finely carved gems, still as bright as before, but there was clearly a difference. Yes, if it used to be self-burning and emit light, then now it is absorbing the surrounding light and reflecting it out.

Her hand stretched out, in my eyes, it seemed to move only an inch per second, but it was probably an illusion. This action should actually be fast, because when that hand grabs one of the tables Face mask. Neither I nor Jung can stop her.

Snapped--

Miyaki leaned over and pulled the mask back in front of him. The violent movement caused the chair behind him to fall to the ground, making a clear sound.

As if it sounded in my heart.

In the eyes of everyone, Saki Ye gritted her teeth and said, "I'm coming"

"Interesting." Some serious voice came from behind, and I turned around suddenly, and saw Zhenjiang, like a marionette, in a stiff and weird posture, propping up the body lying on the side. At this moment, the mentality, madness, restlessness, trance, and self-talk of the mental patient are all gone, just like normal people. Because it is too normal, it gives people an abnormal feeling. Even so, she still emits a breathtaking breath of extraordinary mortals.

Because "interesting", so interested. It's like looking forward to something happening, but there is not much hope in Ranwen Fiction Net, but it really happened, so I feel excited.

"Pooh-ha ha ha ha ha ha ha-" There was a childish laughter from the corners of the shadows. The girl also opened her eyes and made a "umh" sound while looking at Misaki. "It became interesting. Just It should be like this, always developing at the established pace, isn't it too boring? This time it's done very well, cowgirl, I'm starting to appreciate you. "She said this while turning her joke to Jung. .

Sakuya would make such a move. Although it wasn't completely unthinkable to me, it really scared me so much that I couldn't make a sound at all. Ah, what should I say? Agree? Is it against? In short, the mind is blank, but the mood is very calm, and there is no panic in the literary novel network. Perhaps it is because I think this is not a bad thing, right?

Engels and Alice were completely stunned, the expression on their faces seemed to become a relief.

I couldn't help but turn my eyes back to Jung's face. This change of things seemed to disturb his mood for a while, but he quickly converged with a flash of surprise. When the changes that Miyaki encountered in the beginning fell into his eyes at first, he might have been mentally prepared, but the violent chemical reaction occurred, which seemed to exceed his speculation.

"Recorder ..." Jung looked cautious, calling Saya's codename in the security bureau, "Have you really decided?"

"Yes, I'm going to do it." Sakuya didn't look at him at Ranran Fiction Net. Ling Li's eyes looked directly at Zhenjiang. I seemed to be able to smell the burnt smell produced when the line of sight collided. "No matter what you and Achuan are Relationship, woman, wash your neck and wait "

"It's okay." Zhenjiang's deep eyes are filled with malicious intent. For a time, it seems that only Misaki can look directly at it, "However, can you really survive after wearing it? And, the previous one was called Jung. Yes, is it the captain? He also said that if she ca n’t get rid of control ... "she said here, paused, smiling sincerely, but in sharp contrast with what she said," Don't worry, I will be very generous , Let my fiance give you a happy one. "

"Fiance?" Misaki snorted for the first time with an arrogant hum, countering a disdainful smile, "Isn't it too early to say this? Just kill you, everything will return to normal track, I don't Will show weakness again "

"Wait until you are really okay, then play with me." Zhen Jiang stood up from the bed and held the index finger and **** of his right hand together and clicked on his left shoulder. Suddenly a whirlwind rolled up around her body, and the gray, like diffused paint, slowly impregnated the tornado, completely covering her body. At the next moment, the gray whirlwind lost its restraint and spread out, blowing the cloth in the room loudly. Zhen Jiang, who appeared again in our field of vision, had put on a black robe, and his head and face were covered by a deep hood. Standing clearly in front of him, but like a ghost, full of mystery and nothingness.

"Ajiang ..." As soon as I spoke, she was interrupted.

"There are some things to verify. Achuan, cherish the rest of the time, maybe today is the day of the girl's death."

After all, before I could speak, a cloud of gray sprayed from the hood, forming a hole-shaped vortex in front of her. She stepped into it and disappeared like this.

"That's the case." We haven't responded to Ranwen Fiction Net yet. Dorothy in the corner also made his own voice. "I'm going to hang out, anyway, the next action will not start until some time ? "

"Then, that's too dangerous." Engels tried to stop her. "There was just a riot, and everyone in the street is now chasing us, if they are recognized ..."

"It doesn't matter if you don't recognize it." Dorothy gave him a proud look. "Who do you think I am?"

Engels was so choked that he could not speak, and he seemed anxiously corrupted, but he could only watch Dorothy pull up his hood, push open the door, and walk into the wind and rain of lightning and thunder.

"Rong, Mr. Jung ..." He cast a glance at Jung for an explanation. Jung just slightly leaned back to apologize, then grabbed a mask on the table and put it in the pocket of the black robe. Put on the hood.

"That's it, I have something to think about."

"what?"

"Crow, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, the common currency here is graystone, right?" Jung didn't bother the other two, turning his head to confirm.

"I hope you will be more lucky than me." I shrugged my shoulders.

"I believe that your encounter is a special case." Jung said quietly. "Your experience is too little."

What else can I say, obviously dressing foolproof, but encountering a woman who judges that the other person is not a "street" by smell and intuition, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is unfortunate. But it is also a great fortune to regenerate Zhenjiang.

"Then ..." Jung glanced at Miyaki and said to me, "Before I come back, you should talk to the recorder."

He pushed the door and walked out, closing the door with his backhand, and there was silence in the room, as if all the sound was also opening and closing the door, it was blown away by the wind.

After a long while, Alice lengthened her voice, making a sigh of "hey?" Afterwards, and looked at Engels.

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