If it wasn't a highly poisonous human-faced skeleton, it might be a kind of Gu, a Gu that could control people's minds.

The Miao people are good at using poisonous Gu, spiders, silkworms, toads, and snakes to make Gu carriers, but the god-like guy who controls everything here uses the carrier of Gu to make Gu is a human-faced skeleton.

Once the Gu enters the body, it is like a fish entering the sea, and a dragon is like a deep pool.

And the Gu in Lan They can not only control their minds and become puppets, but they are also poisonous, and even Lan Yutang, who has always been calm, panicked for a moment after knowing that he had been poisoned by Gu.

Not only did he feel that his head was getting heavier and heavier, and his body was becoming more and more numb, as if his soul had been completely controlled and no longer belonged to him.

Thinking of this, he looked at Shang Tianxiang weakly.

Due to Lan Yutang's extremely sensitive nerves, he had taken a step earlier to point several big points on Shang Tianxiang's body, so the Gu poison was slower to attack on her.

But a slow onset doesn't mean you don't have a seizure.

At this time, although Shang Tianxiang got Lan Yutang's prompt and hurriedly sat on the ground to force the poison, his body no longer had any strength.

She just sat there blankly, her eyes glazed and blank, like a puppet that had been hung with a thin thread and was about to be manipulated and controlled.

Lan Yutang sighed and gave up his luck to force poison, because he knew that it was useless to poison his body, and he could only obediently accept the control of others.

His "Phoenix Night Melody" was originally to destroy other people's brains and destroy the enemy's nervous thinking, and whenever he saw the enemy being manipulated by himself in an illusion, he had an indescribable pride.

However, now when he himself was poisoned, he realized what a terrible thing it was when his mind was controlled.

He was numb and couldn't exert any strength.

He sat there with a dull expression, and there was already a slight sweat on his forehead.

He knew that at this moment, he was like a prey in a trap, whether to kill, chop, or be released, he could only resign himself to fate.

Although he was very unwilling, he was helpless.

The sharp, cruel, scraping iron-like voice above his head sounded again, with endless mockery and ridicule, and he grinned:

Rats, since the moment you stepped into this mound of wasteland, you have sold your souls to me, I let you live, you can live, let you die, you can't live.

Now, you have become my toys, and from now on, you will no longer be you, and you will have a new name, called the puppet.

However, for the sake of your martial arts and good looks, I can preserve your body, but your soul no longer belongs to you.

In order to make up for the disrespect you gave us at the beginning, I want to make you taste some bitterness, no, no, no, not bitterness, it should be a game.

As soon as the words fell, Lan Yutang and Shang Tianxiang, who were originally numb, suddenly stood up, but, God promises, this is definitely not what they want to stand up for, but-

Rather, they were told to stand up, as if an invisible rope was pulling their bodies to their feet in the boundless twilight.

Shang Tianxiang's face was like ashes, she didn't know what was going on, she wanted to turn her head and ask Lan Yutang what was wrong, but she couldn't move.

Not only could the head not be twisted, not even the mouth could be moved, not even the moans of pain could not be carried out, at this moment, there was only one thought in my heart:

What the hell is wrong with me? My body moves on its own, as if it is secretly controlled by someone, and it does not listen to the control of its own nerves, and flutters on its own.

He really wanted to ask Lan Yutang, but he couldn't start, couldn't move, and could only let that invisible big hand manipulate all this secretly.

Not only her, but even Lan Yutang began to move involuntarily.

They twisted their bodies and danced like they were like those who sang on stage, unable to demonstrate their original intentions, and could only perform according to the pre-arranged plot of others.

From the east to the west, from the west to the south, from the south to the mid-air, circling back and forth, all in the grasp of the big hand of the manipulator behind it.

Seeing this, the voice as sharp as pig iron sounded again, and said: I really feel very happy to see you dancing so much, don't stop, don't be angry.

Actually, you should feel honored, being my faithful doll is something that many people dream of, so dance to your heart's content.

I advise you not to try to resist, it is useless, because now every nerve, every joint, every finger of you is under my control.

Actually, it's just that this kind of dance is very boring, why don't we have some excitement, how about it, oh, there you, how about we listen to some beautiful music?

You are the kind of music that will make you forget all your troubles, and who will start with the lady first, starting with this beautiful lady.

As soon as the words fell, I saw that Shang Tianxiang's left hand was suddenly pulled up, as if it was being pulled outward, and then suddenly forced, only to hear a few crisp sounds of "Gaba" and "Gaba", and all the fingers of Shang Tianxiang's left hand were broken by the invisible big hand, and they drooped aside.

At the same time, three voices rang out.

One is the sharp and cruel laughter, as if he thinks this game is fun, the other is Shang Tianxiang's miserable cry when his fingers are broken, and the other is Lan Yutang's loud stop voice: Stop.

Hearing this Lan Yutang's scolding, the cruel voice sighed a few times, and then said: Don't worry, you little mouse who loves to wield the jade flute, it's your turn next, don't worry, you can play a game that is more exciting and interesting than this beautiful lady.

As he spoke, he laughed proudly, and Lan Yutang's body was also pulled up by the invisible thing, floating in mid-air, but this time, it was not his fingers that were turned, but his head.

The large, invisible hands that manipulated him seemed to be holding his cheeks and flipped them backwards, painful spasms that nearly tore his nerves apart.

The voice said coldly: "Don't panic, rats, don't be afraid, the painful moment will soon pass, and the dawn is coming to you."

Before the temporary period, I can make you understand that at this moment, what controls your actions is this puppet line of life and death in my hands.

Your actions, your feelings, and even your thoughts are already under my control, and I think it's time to end this game, and looking at the way you don't feel pain.

Don't moan, don't hesitate, the end is coming, as long as I push the life and death puppet line a little harder, you can enter a permanent slumber.

Lan Yutang felt endless pain, but he couldn't scream, and when the voice stopped talking, he felt that the puppet wire that controlled his head suddenly increased with more power.