Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1521: Small sound

If you don't look at the internal structure of the room and just mark the positions of the three parties, then the three parties are now at the end and corner of the "L".

Lin Sanjiu was hiding at the corner of "L", able to bring the other two people into view - Master Zhang stood at the end of the wall to her right, only half of his face exposed, and the two huge ones behind him The words "power" and "power" are still standing quietly under the ceiling; even if the whole picture cannot be seen, their power is still there.

Edgar Allan Poe and Yu Yuan walked into the hall slowly one after the other, not daring to enter the house rashly. Their eyes swept across the desks in the room, searching for Master Zhang's shadow everywhere. Poe asked loudly: "Where are you? Why don't you come out?"

After seeing Master Zhang take off the protective text as expected, although he was a little convinced, he still did not simply take off the protective text. I think Master Zhang was also worried. He raised his hand and wiped his face and said, "I'm injured... You, don't come over. I can just lie down for a while."

The less he asked him to go over, the more Poe wanted to go over, even his voice was a little higher: "Were you injured by that woman? You're welcome, I have a way to help you heal your injuries, you Where are you injured?"

"No, I'm not seriously injured, so I don't need to trouble you..." Master Zhang knows how to play hard to get. While he was speaking with a trembling voice, he was actually still half-hiding behind the corner, standing upright, with a thin layer of hot sweat shining on his face. From time to time, one eye would peek out from the desk behind which Lin Sanjiu was hiding. Swipe up.

Every time he was swept away by him, Lin Sanjiu had to hold back a shiver from deep within her body.

At this time, Poe had followed his voice and turned his head in the direction of the source. He had to walk to Lin Sanjiu's desk first, and then into the corridor where Master Zhang was. He took the female corpse's arm and walked slowly while smiling: "Don't have any scruples, let me take a look..."

As his words approached, Master Zhang also shrank behind the wall, and the two huge words were pulled in more than half way. The parts she saw were smaller, but their meaning still continued to dominate Lin Sanjiu's mind - if anything, she could vaguely feel how they dominated.

It was as if a high wall had been built in her mind. Every command given by Master Zhang and every will expressed by Master Zhang were surging back and forth on the inner wall of this "well", and the feedback was superimposed time and time again. , the echoes become stronger and louder, becoming more and more unquestionable. Her previous personality, experience, and thinking seemed to be separated by a high wall, choked by the loud and high-pitched voice, and drowned out.

It took a lot of effort for her to hear the slightest out of tune sound outside Huang Zhong Da Lu, and a faint distant cry.

Edgar Allan Poe's feet were getting closer and closer to the desk, and finally he turned around in the living room and looked towards the corridor where Master Zhang's voice was. Almost at the same moment, the phone in the foyer rang, causing Lin Sanjiu to turn around in excitement - the phone rang under the control of Master Zhang, and she had been waiting for this order from the beginning. , immediately jumped up from behind the table, held the table with both hands and flipped, landing almost silently behind Poe and Yu Yuan.

"She's coming!" Master Zhang exclaimed, "Run!"

The wind she stirred up blew on the backs of the two people, providing the best footnote for this warning. Poe turned around hastily; at the moment when he and Lin Sanjiu met their eyes, , Master Zhang screamed from the depths of another room: "Quickly remove the text, she will clutch you to death!"

In panic, people will subconsciously obey an authoritative-sounding command from the outside world - this is human nature, but there are also exceptions.

At this moment, Edgar Allan Poe's face was distorted with shock, but he still did not dare to take off his words for a moment. The protective words in his collar shone with phosphorescence; just when Lin Sanjiu's shadow fell on his head and face, he He grabbed Yu Yuan beside him and threw the female body forward.

Yu Yuan was commanding a corpse, which was already inflexible. He stumbled and fell to the ground. Lin Sanjiu stepped aside and subconsciously reached out to grab him.

What if I was seen to be so soft-hearted and caring towards my enemies——

Halfway through this thought, her hand that stopped suddenly missed Yu Yuan's arm. The latter rolled to the ground and hit the desk with a "dang" sound. Poe's reaction was not slow and he turned around and ran away - his way out of the room was blocked by Lin Sanjiu, so he could only run towards the depths of the bedroom where Master Zhang was; Lin Sanjiu kicked his feet and threw himself Go up.

She wanted to cry.

The words "power" and "power" were half-covered, still standing behind the corner of the wall. The fear and fear that arose when I rushed towards them could almost make people paralyzed and fall to the ground. She just wanted to plead submissively, tremble, and step back on her knees - Lin Sanjiu had never in her entire life felt so weak and like a sticky slug like she did at this moment. On the other side, there was a hard wall that she couldn't get past.

However, the slug can also smash its body against the wall, even if it only makes a slight "snap" sound on the wall.

Before this, everything was silent; after this subtle collision, everything was silent again. There was a soundless silence before and after, but it was never the same, because such a useless and stupid impact had definitely happened.

Lin Sanjiu had such determination.

Yu Yuan became an enemy, and Teacher Yi did not exist. He fell asleep on the bed with expectations, but when he woke up, he found himself in ruins. No matter how lonely and scared she is, she is not willing to wander forever and be a lonely ghost in a parallel universe.

Putting one hand on Poe's shoulder, Lin Sanjiu rolled over his head and rolled up into the air, throwing herself straight towards the huge, absolute, and indifferent words... and the words below those two words. people.

She did not make any rational calculation of the gains and losses of her actions - because as soon as the thought of calculation arises, her courage will fade. The slight sound she exchanged for her life, at that moment, will preserve the life of this insect forever. She only needs to know this is enough.

So whether Master Zhang would temporarily put on protective words or use other words to punish her, it never crossed her mind.

Lin Sanjiu watched as the shadow he cast grew bigger and bigger in front of Master Zhang, and watched as he raised his fat face - that face was full of confidence after being provoked. A layer of blood red behind.

...Does he simply not believe that he is capable of anything?

Or is the text already worn?

With a bit of disbelief, Lin Sanjiu looked at his hand as if it had gained consciousness, slashed through the air, and smashed down Master Zhang's Tianling Cap. Her hand that wasn't even wearing a glove fell silently on top of his head without making a single sound - it wasn't because she shrank in the face of the attack, it was because all the power of that blow was resisted and dissolved. .

... As expected, the other party immediately put on protective writing, and the glimmer of the writing could already be seen in the collar.

She has already bumped into him, is it really necessary for her not to hear even a single sound?

When Lin Sanjiu landed on her feet, she was almost unsteady; however, the sudden warmth in her neck made her tremble and she felt disbelief.

If there was anyone who was more disbelieving than her, it must be Master Zhang in front of her. The frightened sneer on his face hadn't fully unfolded yet, but his eyes suddenly bulged out, his canthus was about to burst, and his throat couldn't stop making noises; as if being grasped by a huge iron hand, blood red rushed up to his head, It swept over his entire face, countless tendons and veins floated and intertwined, and the bones creaked and rubbed.

...What's going on? He's already wearing protective gear, so why is he still like this?

Master Zhang, who was falling to the ground, pulled open his collar with both hands and put away the words - as the protective words under the clothes disappeared, he seemed to be able to breathe again suddenly, and his veins became heavy. Back into the skin, saliva slowly slipped from the corners of the mouth. When he was about to struggle to get up, Lin Sanjiu put her hand on his Tianling Gai again.

Master Zhang, who had just climbed up halfway, seemed to have had his strings suddenly removed from a puppet. All of them scattered with a "crash" and collapsed to the ground. His limbs were scattered like a pile of bricks. The many ropes tied to his body were swept into the air, and then fell softly; on the other end of the rope, there was nothing, and there was no trace of the two huge words.

Lin Sanjiu stared at the unconscious man in front of her. After several seconds, she slowly turned around.

On all fours, Poe had crawled backwards to the junction of the living room and the foyer. He was so shocked by Master Zhang's experience that his face turned pale, his lips trembled, and he couldn't help but ask: "You...why can you...this, this is wrong..."

"What's wrong?" Lin Sanjiu gasped and asked in a low voice. The normal feeling from the past was slowly coming back, and she was still adjusting to herself again.

"Authority...is of no use to you? Why can you...make words tighten..." The creed that Edgar Allan Poe has always believed in seems to have been greatly impacted - the twisted and trembling look on his face was less than half It comes from fear for one's own life, mostly due to the inability to accept the collapse of familiar rules.

Lin Sanjiu turned back and glanced at Master Zhang on the ground.

"It's useful~IndoMTL.com~It's so useful." She slowly stabilized her breath and replied: "It's just that the same thing may not have the same impact on different people... If there are people who obey and praise, they will naturally There are people who fly into flames, right?"

Edgar Allan Poe lowered his eyes, as if he didn't understand the words. He also knew that he could not escape, and now the protective words had completely lost their effect, and instead became the opponent's weapon; he hesitated and mumbled in place for several seconds, without saying a complete sentence.

Lin Sanjiu glanced at Yu Yuan - she was still affected by the aftermath. At first glance, she was even a little defensive; however, she soon relaxed her shoulders and touched him lightly. Touching the bandage around her neck, she smiled at him to show that she understood.

Although I don’t know the specific details, Yu Yuan must have given her a passive ability, which made Master Zhang’s lies about deceiving people come true. From the beginning to the end, she never took the initiative to attack Master Zhang, and she never even thought of attacking. The protective words were even defenseless; to be honest, it was better to say that Yu Yuan used her collar to create This created an environment where Master Zhang's lies attacked him.

She breathed out slowly. She didn’t ask. She just turned her head and said to Poe: "You start to work, and I will spare your life. Do you hear me?"