v2 Chapter 952： Stun (1/2)

The disintegration of the mind is not harmful and will not cause any harm, but this thing is like the mind being frightened, it will not be restored at one and a half, and the mind, consciousness and consciousness are affected during this period It is very fragile. If the spiritual power is operated at this time and the magical arts are performed, there is a danger of getting into the magic, and one who is not good will be back bitten.

In the magnificent and luxurious venue, there was a moment of silence.

There were seven or eight hundred people in the audience, one counted as one, all paralyzed on the ground like a slump of mud.

The repair is weak, looks groggy, and looks aggressive, without knowing what happened.

After being a strong man, after his consciousness came back, it was a deep panic, as if he had suffered the devastation, he was terrified.

Only two people were still standing.

One of them is Fei Kui.

From the beginning to the end, Fei Kui was standing at the table, bowed, bowed his head, holding a jug in his hand, ready to pour wine. He looked like a faithful slave, like here What happened has nothing to do with him. He has only one task, which is to serve a good son and be a competent slave.

In addition to Fei Kui, another standing person is Gu Qingfeng.

It is still a clean white shirt, without any decorative ornaments on the white shirt. The white one looks like snow, forming a sharp contrast with the three thousand black black hairs.

He stood and stood with his hands up.

Like a lone peak standing between heaven and earth.

He is still him.

But not before him.

Previously, he was cynical, relaxed and unrestrained, like an unskilled puppet.

Now, he is lonely and calm, overbearing and overbearing, not arrogant, like an overlord in the world.

Previously, he looked weak and fragile, just like the twilight dusk, without any vigor.

Now, he is still weak, as weak as the wind, still like dusk, but not the dusk of the twilight, but the dusk of the sun, there is no vitality, and some are just twilight, endless twilight.

Quiet.

Boundless stillness.

lonely.

There is also boundless silence.

Opposite, Wei Lao was paralyzed sitting on the ground.

now.

He looked ashamed, sitting on the ground, unable to move, just supporting his upper body with his arms, as if the spirit of his body had been hollowed out, pulling his head and daring to say a word. .

Wei Lao practiced for thousands of years. His practice was completely based on his own step-by-step fight. I do n’t know how much sweat, blood, and injuries he suffered. Only in ancient times did he have the practice today. At that time, it was also the land fairy of this world, but in the past thousands of years, I have seen too many people die on the road to becoming immortal. Therefore, many things have been taken lightly, so I chose to work in the villa. child.

Speaking of which, Lao Wei is also a master of battles. He has experienced a lot of scenes, both large and small, and has seen a lot of strange people.

However, he had never been embarrassed, panicked or frightened like he is today.

He couldn't figure out a man without any cultivation, no reincarnation, neither reincarnation, nor divine life-saving, nor a fairy demon. Without the use of spiritual power or any magical arts, only A sheer prestige, how the shattered heart that has been proud of itself.