Chapter 1132 Brainwashing?

   Qinglong didn't know how contrived the people of later generations were, and they even sacrificed human life on the holy altar.

   The holy altar never disdains flesh and blood, and sacrifices piety.

   Qinglong does not understand.

   A mouthful of dragon flame spurted out, the altar fluctuated, and the witch also realized that she was not the opponent of Qinglong at all, she just wanted to come back to life.

   As long as you survive, you can.

  The new life poured with blood will be immortal with this dark 13th floor.

   Qinglong came out with a promise to the little girl, so naturally he couldn't let the witch succeed.

   Qinglong, as an auspicious beast of the East, he has a lot of ability, and the monstrous spiritual power gathers into one, and the next second, he directly wears the altar and passes by.

   The richness of spiritual power caused the originally indestructible altar to shatter with a "pop".

  Witch: "..."

   Presumably unable to bear the reality that the only hope for resurrection was shattered like this, the witch roared and launched an indiscriminate attack like crazy.

   The closest Sunanzhi and Jiang Beiyu became her best attack targets, and the worst was naturally not them, but ordinary people who were powerless in the face of this supernatural force.

   The pale face with reddish-brown bloodstains suddenly appeared in front of Su Nanzhi's eyes. The peach wood sword in her hand suddenly appeared, and she quickly blocked the attack.

   At the same time, he also chanted two incantations silently.

  Witch is a kind of magical creature all over the world. The kind is like a fool, and the evil seems to be willing to destroy the world.

  Su Nanzhi stared blankly at the ghastly pale face, a series of ancient spells spit out from her mouth, and the witch's scarlet eyes widened in disbelief.

   Then a huge abyss suddenly appeared beside them, and a huge iron chain stretched out from the ground, locking the witch tightly, as if countless hands below were pulling her out to the abyss of hell.

  Su Nanzhi faced her without hesitation and finished the remaining half of the spell.

   Immediately afterwards, the pulling force of the iron chain suddenly increased, and the gate of **** closed. Before that, the witch was pulled off by the iron chain wrapped around her body and went to where she should go.

   With a loud "bang", everything was restored as before, except for this mess on the 13th floor, no one could see what it had experienced.

As soon as Qinglong came out, he felt that he had not had enough fun, so he lowered his head and reasoned with Su Nanzhi: "Little girl, make a discussion and let me stay outside for a while, and I will tell you where my treasured dragon scales are. ."

  Su Nanzhi: "..."

   Qinglong is indeed not an entity. The dragon scales he said were dropped and treasured many years ago. Long loves to collect treasures. Such rumors are definitely not groundless.

   Obviously, there are definitely a lot of dragon scales collected by Qinglong.

Unfortunately--

  Su Nanzhi: "I don't want it."

   Qinglong: "Hey."

  “…”

  Su Nanzhi didn't take this set, she stuffed Qinglong back.

   In the rest of the time, we have to clean up the mess, and those who were taken captive must clear their memories.

   The movement on the 13th floor may not be concealed from the people on other floors. This point, let the hotel itself have a headache.

  Jiang Bei Yu quietly stared at the little girl who was familiar with brainwashing people, and suddenly clicked: "Su Xiaozhi, you are too skilled, have you brainwashed me too?"

  Su Nanzhi naturally remembered what happened when he first met.

   (end of this chapter)