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Chapter 1895 Christina's Mark

I had turned around and didn't care about the audience. The audience was immersed in the singing and didn't care about my strange actions.

I walked towards darkness, and without being disturbed by the songs, my steps stopped before the darkness.

It is definitely not possible to go directly in. There is something in this darkness, which is unpredictable. Christina's singing can capture people into her strange space. There is nothing in her strange space, and even her own figure. In other words, it is equivalent to a state of invincibility.

The darkness in front of me seemed to be Christina's different space, and the place where I was at this moment seemed to be a dream past.

I looked back.

The scene is decorated with a Christmas atmosphere. This should be the performance where Christina had an accident. In this case, the stage will collapse.

Since the others didn't care about me, I immediately ran behind the stage.

I controlled Christina's body, and I did any movement as free as if I was in my own body.

After a few steps, I had to stop.

The road leading to the rear of the stage can become black. The black spreads, engulfing the entire passage.

After turning around, I found that the other passage also turned dark.

The audience in front of the stage disappeared and turned into darkness.

I was surrounded by Christina's space.

In the darkness, only the stage exists, and there is light on the stage.

"What do you want to do?" I asked nonsense.

The current situation is really not optimistic.

If I can't touch the real thing, I don't know if my abilities have any effect on the different spaces.

I can eliminate the entrances and exits of different spaces, but that thing has a boundary.

If you say this...

I crouched down and pressed my hand against the border between the darkness and the stage.

The song that was singing stopped.

There was a dead silence in the space.

The darkness retreated.

I looked at the scene that reappeared.

No, I only used a little bit of my ability, it could not be so fast...

boom!

A loud noise came from his head.

Without thinking, I kicked my feet and rushed forward.

There was a constant roar behind me.

I turned around and looked, the stage had collapsed.

The audience screamed, and the staff in the backstage rushed over.

"Chris!" Someone called Christina's name and stretched out his hand at me, "Are you okay?"

I looked up at him without reaching out. When he was about to catch me, I dodged and avoided.

The man who should be Christina's agent looked at me blankly. This person was the one who came to call me on stage before. However, I felt that this person's temperament was different.

That feeling...

It is not something like yin energy, ominous energy, or something, but a temperament that has nothing to do with supernatural powers. I can't describe it.

After being stunned, the other party smiled softly.

He was obviously a big man with a beard, but his smile looked bright and dazzling.

The singing sounded again, and it came from the bearded man in front of him.

He waved at me, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and turned around lightly, as if a little girl was jumping.

I widened my eyes and found that my soul had returned to my body and returned to the hotel room.

"What's wrong with you?" Liu Miao, who was leaning against the bed next door, turned his head and stared at me, "Are you humming a song just now?"

His face was strange.

"I dreamed of Christina. No, it was me who was found by her. She... was different from other ghosts." I sat up.

Liu Miao sat upright and asked hurriedly: "What did you see?"

I said everything I saw, and when I said it, I felt incredible.

I didn't feel malice, Christina was tempted, but she didn't mean anything.

This feeling...

It's different from Gu Yan.

From the dream, her last song seemed to echo in my ears. It was not a complete song, but she hummed her tune, her nasal sound was melodious, as if a hand was thrusting people's hearts.

"Big stars are different." Han Yun suddenly inserted.

When I turned around, I found that Han Yun was sitting behind me at some point.

"She used some ability?" I asked Han Yun.

Han Yun shook his head and nodded again, "I can't judge if I listen to your narration. Whether it is abilities or not, she can invade your abilities. I have never heard of such things."

I remembered Ye Qing. Ye Qing could borrow the abilities of others.

Has Han Yun never met a person with similar abilities?

Perhaps borrowing abilities is not Ye Qing's special ability, but something that every ability holder can do. It just requires both parties to reach some kind of agreement.

Christina's invasion is also something that every ability holds up, but no one has tried it.

Perhaps, it is not the special ability of the ability person, but the ability of the ghost.

"No matter what, it's very troublesome. Earplugs are needed." Han Yun said seriously.

"I don't think that kind of singing is received by hearing." Liu Miao raised an objection, holding the phone in his hand, and was on the hands-free.

Guo Yujie is resting, and she can't be left alone in the room. Now it seems that if I can be targeted, any of us may be targeted.

"If you have discovered it, you are prepared. She has never been aggressive and will only capture her fans. The frequency cannot be said to be very high. On the anniversary, the incident will happen more and will not attract attention in normal times." Wu Ling said

This is a low-risk but troublesome ghost.

Han Yun nodded vigorously, "Okay, let me find her."

What he said was serious, but disappeared after he said that, and he didn't know where to go to find someone.

"Do you still need a rest?" Liu Miao asked me.

I rubbed my forehead.

The singing was still in my mind, and it seemed that Christina's laughter was still there.

Even a beautiful and beautiful voice cannot hide the annoying fact of this behavior.

Gu Mo sat withered in this kind of singing for ten years.

It's really troublesome.

I shook my head, "It seems that I can't do it if I don't solve her. I can still hear the sound."

"I'll contact Mushroom to see," Liu Miao said, dialing a video call.

Gu Mo answered the phone very quickly, and Nangong Yao was the one who answered the phone. As soon as Liu Miao talked about the situation here, he pointed the camera at me.

"Huh?" Nangong Yao shouted.

"What did you find?" Liu Miao asked quickly.

I looked at Nangong Yao on the screen of my phone.

"Lynch has an extra mark. I'm afraid it's..."

Christina marked me! No wonder she kept hearing her voice.

Gu Mo's voice came from his phone, "Hey, why are you singing all the time? What are you doing?"

As he said this, Gu Mo walked into the camera of his cell phone and came over to take a look.

"Ha! Are you marked by Christina? The sound comes from you..." Gu Mo gloated.

Before I finished speaking, I saw Gu Mo's face change, and the singing in my ears also changed from Christina's voice to another singing voice with a different tone.

"Nancy! Be gentle! You crazy girl-" the middle-aged woman shouted, interrupting the singing.

The singing came to an abrupt end and all the sounds disappeared.

Gu Mo and I stared at each other with big eyes.

"What's wrong?" Liu Miao and Nangong Yao spoke in unison.

Nangong Yao then asked, "Did you hear other voices?"

"Nancy." I said.

"Someone has been attacked." Gu Mo said lightly withdrew his expression.
Chapter completed!
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