"If you can hear...we...we're good people...please don't tell others...we're weakening signals...we...help...symbol..."

In the hazy, Gu Jun heard the mysterious signal again, which seemed to be another group of people.

Symbol, that split cross symbol.

Gu Jun saw from the watercolor painting floating in the sky, the four lines that divided the cross floated in the painting paper, emitting strange light... A strange feeling suddenly surged in his mind, remembering what the female voice had just said.

I am very precious now? As long as she eats me, she can truly come to this world?

Is it because of this... because I can receive this signal that others cannot receive? Because my mental and physical condition is different from that of ordinary people?

Stress headaches are not caused by continuous avoidance of PS. All kinds of abnormalities are affected by this state...

Looking at the symbol, the strange feeling became clearer.

Suddenly, the watercolor painting was caught in the hand by a girl. She looked at it and was about to tear it apart. Gu Jun was inspired by the strange feeling, but also a sudden anger arose, "You are not allowed to touch... Xianyu's painting!" The intact all over his body dissipated like the melting of ice and snow. He gritted his teeth and jumped up, breaking away from the girl who was beating him.

"Brother Xianjun, you're not good." Xiao Kedou sighed, holding the anatomical cutter and was about to cut off his fingers.

Before Gu Jun stood firm, he felt a severe pain in the back of his head, but another girl hit the back of his head with the anatomical hammer. He also held the anatomical needle and dissected the tweezers. Their faces became as weird and ferocious as a thrust, and made a cursing sound: "You are not good!!!"

"Let's pretend to be a child!" He shouted angrily, taking advantage of his spirit as clear and powerful as before, he moved his right hand to create a branch-shaped spiritual seal.

The old seal blew forward, bringing his long-standing depression and anger.

The screams of the girls who were hit in front of him became even more bizarre. For a moment, Gu Jun saw their petite figures swaying, as if a layer of skin had fallen, revealing the swollen and rotten corpse inside, which was black, ugly and disgusting.

"Ah Isite stuff... hahaha..." the female laughed, her laughter slightly cold, "A group of poor insects who were played with by my Lord, oh no, they are not even as good as insects."

Issian Gu Jun gathered his eyes and heard the name for the first time, "Naket's Manuscript", Issian? Bugs?

I don't know what her "My Lord" is, but she said that the existence she admires has a thousand faces...

The 520 girls here should all be just shadows, all of them are the same person.

"Brother, don't think you can use technology to climb divine power like the Isles." The woman said, "'Technology' is just a toy thrown by the gods to mortals. As long as you are a mortal, you will never know anything about the real divine power and technology."

As her words, the piano music gradually became excited. The swollen old man changed the song, and his thin hands and ten fingers were playing as if flying.

"Want to know? Come on, come on, lick my butt clean, then I will tell you a little bit of the secret!"

The woman screamed, and Gu Jun saw that the figures of girls from all directions suddenly swollen and twisted quickly. Their originally seemingly innocent faces all turned aged, turning into a wrinkled old skin full of spots of old people, like cracked oak bark.

Most of these little girls have become weird old witches, Xiao Kedou, Xiao Huili and others.

"This is your face..." Gu Junsha said, and blood was still flowing on the wound on her shoulders. "You are not Xiao Kedou and the others, nor are you my sister at all... You are the Queen of Night, a witch, an old witch..."

"Don't you want your family? I'll be your sister." The woman let out a girlish silver bell laugh, and those wrinkled old faces grinned, "Little brother, if you like beauty, then I can also show you the image of a beauty, all kinds of beauties."

Gu Jun looked at the witches and girls around him, and his eyes finally fell in the distance, the piano, the piano under the tree.

That should be the key, he was about to rush over, but the girl's shadows were blocking the front, "What are you going to do? Big brother, don't."

"Don't go!" Gu Jun kicked over a girl's figure and made an old seal. These were just fake things, but the tender screams they made still made him feel a little confused. Moreover, making old seals consumed mental power, and the body began to show signs of being strong again...

"Brother, my good brother, let us be together happily."

Suddenly, Gu Jun's abdomen hurt violently and an old witch figure stabbed into the right ventral side with an anatomical needle.

The old witch licked the blood brought out from the anatomical needle, and the woman chuckled in a whisper: "Your blood is really delicious..."

At this moment, a bang bang exploded, and the old witch's swollen head exploded violently

But without flesh and blood flying, it was either flesh and blood, or some black shattered pieces, like the silt mud accumulated in the pool before.

Gu Jun was shocked. It was a large-caliber bullet, shot by a sniper rifle...

"Ah!" The female voice suddenly became irritable, "The guy who is in trouble is really annoying, hate, hate, hate..."

"The girl and the witch are the same evil believers!" Gu Jun shouted, realizing that reinforcements were found, "It's all fake! Kill the piano first, fire missiles, quickly, blow it up!" He shouted, and squeezed hard to the side, not blocking the path of guns and cannons.

Before he finished speaking, a micro missile flew over the sky, passing through this deep and sinister oak forest, in the middle of the black piano under the tree.

Boom! The sound of the piano stopped abruptly and turned into black mud in the explosion with the swollen old man.

In an instant, all the remaining figures of the girl turned into old witches, and then they disappeared one after another, and a layer of decay mud was covered with the ground. In a blink of an eye, only one figure was left, with thin, thin, wrinkled old face, wrinkled body, and two shriveled and ugly dead-skinned bags hanging on their chests. The tips of their hands were like chicken claws, standing at the original position beside the piano.

Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang!

Gu Jun turned his head and looked at the figure, and saw a group of people walking out of the other side, holding rifles in both hands and firing at the figure.

It's the GA Concentrators' Team! Lou Xiaoning, Deng Ximei, Helen Claire and others, and Wu Shiyu is also here.

These are just a group of beauties, Gu Jun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief...

Bang bang, bang bang, the gun fire did not stop, and the old witch figure retreated repeatedly, and her whole body was splattered.

The woman's voice became hoarse, full of reluctance, and laughed strangely: "Hahaha... Dear brother, I knew this would be a "Magic Flute", but the game has just begun... I've come to you... You have to be good..."

Bang! The body of the ugly old woman like a mummy exploded into a pile of decay mud.
Chapter completed!