Weird and hard to kill?Sorry, I'm the real immortal

"Plan? What plan?" Zhao Hao was stunned.

"Shh, don't talk, listen to music."

Following Fang Xiu's voice just fell.

At this moment, suddenly, the sound of music came from not far away.

"Good luck to you, good luck to you, good luck to joy and love, good luck to us, good luck to us..."

Sha Matt's voice like killing a pig resounded from far to near, resounding through the audience.

The originally desperate people were stunned when they heard the singing, they just felt upset and wanted to hit someone, even forgetting their despair and fear.

What effect did this song achieve?It can be said that if a person who wants to jump from a building hears this singing, he must first beat the singer before jumping off the building.

"This song..."

"Could it be..."

With the appearance of the singing, I saw that the aggressive slaves seemed to be discouraged at this time, and their movements became more and more sluggish, and some even collapsed to the ground.

plop plop ......

The singing became louder and louder, and the trick slaves fell to the ground in pieces.

Zhao Hao's eyes widened suddenly at this moment, he remembered what Fang Xiu's plan was.

Let Yang Ming take Sha Matt to the radio center to sing good luck, eliminate fear, and weaken the power of nightmare.

Now it seems that the plan was successful?

But it's not right, why can the singing sound reach Putuo Temple?

It stands to reason that the singing is at most spread in the city, how did you get to Putuo Temple?

Soon, Zhao Hao's doubts were resolved.

I saw a man carrying a loud speaker galloping from a distance, wearing a pair of embroidered shoes on his feet.

It was Yang Ming!

Yang Ming is here!Appeared wearing embroidered shoes with bgm!

If it wasn't for the bgm being too appropriate for the occasion, and the embroidered shoes being too delicate, Yang Ming at this moment would definitely have the brilliance of a savior.

Yang Ming, who was wearing embroidered shoes, was extremely fast. He just appeared in the field of vision. In just a moment, he passed through the group of treacherous slaves and came to the crowd.

"Fang Xiu, luckily he didn't disgrace his life." Yang Ming put the stereo on the ground and grinned.

The other survivors were so excited that some even cried.

Fang Xiu nodded calmly: "It's a little later than I expected."

"No way, after all, I want the singing to spread throughout Luteng City. After I sent Sha Matt, I mobilized a large number of security officers, asked them to drive, open the windows, and turn the music to the maximum. They also asked the Bureau of Investigation to mobilize all survivors in the city, whether it is mobile phones, stereos, anyway, as long as they can be connected to the Internet to play music, all of them should be turned on to the maximum.

This set of procedures down, but took me a lot of effort.

But the effect was obvious. People forgot their fear. Instead, many people went to the radio center with sticks to kill Matt. "

As he said, Yang Ming looked at those cunning slaves. At this moment, they had all turned into dead bodies, and only the three cunning slaves who were imperial masters were still standing there.

"Hey, there are three more, just for me to move..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the three cunning servants of the imperial spirit masters disappeared in place, as if teleported.

Yang Ming: "..."

"Don't worry about it, this is the realm of nightmares, the three of them should have been taken away by nightmares.

Fear is the source of Nightmare's power, and now most of the fear in the city has been eliminated by singing. It seems that Nightmare directly gave up these low-end crafty slaves in order to save power, and only kept the three ghost master crafty slaves. "

Yang Ming nodded: "Then what should we do next?"

"Go find Nightmare. It's still in Putuo Temple. If I'm not mistaken, it should be with Bai Qi at this time."

Hearing Bai Qi's name, Yang Ming became serious: "Tell me about your judgment."

"Although Nightmare's ability is very powerful, his weakness is also obvious, that is, he can't deal with people who have no fear at all.

This point is easy to judge. It was like this when I was in Qingshan Mental Hospital. As long as I don’t fear nightmares, I won’t be injured.

Now even if Nightmare has become stronger and can still send out the fire of fear, as long as there is no fear, it will still not be injured.

That's why Nightmare attacks us with Slaves.

It makes no sense that Nightmare doesn't know about a weakness that even the enemy knows about. Therefore, if I were Nightmare, I would definitely find a way to make up for this weakness. "

Yang Ming's face suddenly became ugly: "You mean, he wants to turn Bai Qi into a slave?"

"That's right, Bai Qi is the No. 1 Imperial Spirit Master in Luteng City. If he controls Bai Qi and greatly increases his strength, Bai Qi can kill people who have no fear. Even the nightmare is not just about turning Bai Qi into a Wei Nu, do you remember Yang Kunpeng who brought Nightmare out of the investigation bureau? Since Nightmare can attach to Yang Kunpeng, it can also attach to Bai Qi."

Hearing this, Yang Ming couldn't sit still anymore, he seemed to have deep feelings for Bai Qi.

"Then what are we waiting for, hurry up and find Nightmare."

Fang Xiu nodded, and then said to Zhao Hao and the others: "You have basically lost your fighting power now, and are useless, go back to the investigation bureau."

"Brother Xiu, then you..." Zhao Hao hesitated to speak.

"Or, let me follow. It's really not good. You can use the previous trick to hypnotize me, and I can deal with the nightmare."

Fang Xiu shook his head: "It's useless, Nightmare will not fall down twice in the same place, and it may even not show up because it saw you."

When Zhao Hao heard this, he lowered his head in disappointment.

"Fang Xiu, why don't you go back to rest too, and let me deal with the nightmare." Yang Ming looked at Fang Xiu who was covered in blood and said worriedly.

"Nightmare must be killed by me." Fang Xiu's words carried an undeniable meaning.

He was never afraid of death, he was only afraid that he would not be able to torture and kill Wei Qi, and now it was time for a decisive battle, if he could not personally kill Nightmare, it would be tantamount to dying in vain.

Yang Ming obviously also understood Fang Xiu's uncompromising character, and knew that once a person like him made a decision, he couldn't change it at all, so he could only nod in agreement.

Afterwards, the two walked towards the depths of Putuo Temple, and the two figures disappeared into the mist under the gaze of everyone.

(Sorry my family, I drank until [-] o'clock, but although it is late, there is only one point. It seems that I can't post after [-] o'clock, and I will be stuck in the mode of review. I really cried to death.)