The Rakshasa realm is already tempting.
Students sitting in the back row will be affected, even if Fredland's smile looks like healing people's hearts.
However, students who have been stained with black air will feel their minds affected in an instant, inexplicably irritable, and indescribable anxiety.
Anyway, it feels uncomfortable anywhere.
Even though Fredland's elegant voice spread throughout the auditorium, they sounded like a disturbing melody and couldn't continue.
The Rakshasa realm should not appear on such a large scale.
Qiao Jin glanced at Fredland.
The glory on his body seemed to fade a little. The stronger Song Yanqing's ability, the greater the power of his fate being attracted, and it was already unstable in Fredland.
She was actually very curious. Without Song Yanqing's fate, what else would be left of Fredland?
At this moment, she felt a special breath.
She suddenly turned her head and a figure wearing a hat disappeared from the corner of the auditorium.
The other party reacted very quickly, and almost instantly realized something was wrong and disappeared.
Qiao Jin reached out and pinched the formation, and red lines that others could not see were covered. All the students seemed to have disappeared from the world. She saw a red shadow disappearing from the school in an instant, running further and further away.
He has quick reactions and strong abilities.
He is indeed not an ordinary person.
However, Qiao Jin just moved his fingers and pinched the red line accurately, spreading directly along the world, and the entire space seemed to have turned into nothingness.
The red silk thread was firmly locked on the figure, and in just a moment, the red silk thread penetrated the other person's body.
A "bang" sound turned into a phantom for convenience.
It is a substitute formation, which is equivalent to the life of the formation person.
Sure enough, I was worried that Fredlander alone had traveled thousands of miles to the imperial capital to give up his head.
——
"puff!"
Somewhere far away, in a dim room, a figure suddenly spits out a mouthful of blood.
He raised his head, and his body, which had been breathing continuously, made another "hoo" inhalation sound, as if he was extremely difficult to breathe.
Looking at his body, it was no longer a human body. His whole body was on the verge of rottenness, like a dead branch and leafy body, only a handful of bones supporting his entire body. After spitting out the blood, he was even more seriously injured and touched the phone next to him tremblingly.
"Lois... call him back soon, I know... who that person is... she...is not from our world..."
A hint of fear appeared in his eyes.
When he hung up the phone, he seemed to have spent all his energy and collapsed.
It was too late for everything, he was getting weaker and weaker and could no longer hold on.
The opponent is far from being strong enough to describe.
As long as he dares to emerge, he will definitely die.
He closed his eyes and fell asleep deeply.
At this time, Fredland, who was giving a speech in the school auditorium, suddenly changed his face.
He felt a little uncomfortable.
An indescribable discomfort.
I feel uncomfortable all over my body, but I can't feel uncomfortable exactly.
Seeing him suddenly stop giving a speech, the agent below the stage was a little nervous.
The principal and others were also a little confused.
Fredland looked at everyone and smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, everyone, I feel a little uncomfortable now. Can I pause for ten minutes?"
Chapter completed!