Weird Talk Asylum Center

"Zhao Guangming won't last long, the woman's heart is missing, Meng Yu hasn't woken up yet, and the others have lost their ability to fight."

Wang Jin described the current situation to Mustache in as concise a way as possible. The latter nodded and took out two metal books from his pocket.

"crash"

The pure white pages in his hand turned again, and countless white figures appeared inside the barrier.

Following his gesture, Bai Zibing flocked towards Liuli overwhelmingly, and some of them surrounded Leonard and his group.

"The entire upper capital is shrouded in natural disasters, I have to take this woman in as soon as possible."

Mustache spoke slowly, and all the Baizi soldiers made voices similar to his at the same time.

"Yo, then it's not my turn."

Zhao Guangming grinned, jumped away from Liuli's attack, and stood in the distance.

Matters are prioritized, and personal grievances are not worth mentioning under the crisis of the entire city of Shangjing.

Of course, he is still indispensable to make Liuli disappear completely, so Zhao Guangming is not worried.

Bai Zibing crazily flocked towards Liuli. The latter seemed to be facing this situation for the first time, but he also chose to take the initiative to attack after a short period of stupefaction.

The incantation echoed in the air, and Bai Zibing was quickly consumed like paper.

But every time they disappear, more will be added, and Liuli was even temporarily suppressed under the crowd tactics.

"It's you again, why bother us?"

The woman turned her head to look at the mustache, her tone was not as playful as she was when she spoke to Zhao Guangming, but rather cold.

She frowned and rose into the air again.

The amber clouds formed quickly, and after a few muffled thunders, countless shining raindrops quickly splashed down.

No, those were not raindrops, they were some kind of crystallization with a terrifying weight.

Bai Zibing, who was bathed in the rain, was smashed to pieces in an instant, and he couldn't keep up with the consumption for a while.

Mustache frowned, flipping through another metal book.

A strong wind suddenly blew up in the air, and one of the knights riding a thin old horse could be vaguely seen walking out of the void.

He was wearing broken armor, but the spear in his hand was shining.

Without the command of Mustache, he launched a fearless charge towards Liuli.

The endless charge.

With the sound of hoofbeats, the knight shouted and ran towards the invincible enemy.

The crystallization that fell from the sky actively avoided him as if it had become conscious, and the wheel of fate slowly twisted, temporarily swapping his and Liuli's personalities.

Mustache muttered something softly, and Wang Jin heard it clearly when he got closer.

"Fate is spinning like the wheel of a waterwheel. Those who were high yesterday are now at the bottom."

Wang Jin raised his eyebrows and showed a faint smile.

He had already guessed the name of the book from this familiar sentence.

The Great Mystery - Don Quixote.

As for what it does

Forcibly swapping the persona of that miserable knight with another for a brief moment.

"He who loses wealth loses much, he who loses friends loses more, and he who loses courage loses all."

The tattered armor became new and shiny, the thin horses became strong and handsome, and even the spears radiated light.

The knight whispered, and rushed towards Liuli with an imposing manner that could not be ignored.

The latter has fallen to the ground, and the amber light all over his body has disappeared, just like a mortal.

"cough cough"

Mustache choked violently, and a few strands of bright red flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The use of secret rituals is not free, not to mention changing Liuli's personality.

The man in a luxurious suit jacket took a breath, took out a small remote control from his carrying case, and pressed it lightly.

His breath recovered quickly, as if he had pressed the reverse button.

Wang Jin could tell from the aura in it that it was a strange story with a high degree of danger.

Da da da

The hooves of the horses still echoed, and the knight picked up the woman with the tip of his spear, shouting victory.

"cough"

Mustache turned pale, maybe it was an illusion, Wang Jin suddenly felt that he was a little older than a few minutes ago.

But this did not stop Mustache from his next move.

He took out the third book from the box.

This time it is completely different from the previous two books. It is not made of metal, but the shiny paper has a reassuring familiarity.

For some reason, Wang Jin suddenly had the urge to open it.

"This can only temporarily suppress her."

Mustache looked at Wang Jin, his expression and tone seemed to be explaining the funeral.

"I may lose consciousness after using this secret ritual, and I will leave it to you."

"it is good."

The young man didn't say anything, just nodded.

There is no room for hesitation, since Xiao Huzi has chosen him, then Wang Jin will be responsible to the end.

"call"

Mustache looked at the knight whose breath was gradually weakening, and slowly opened the book in his hand.

The towering city walls appeared out of thin air, and the bricks seemed to tell the traces of history.

Wails and roars came from inside the city wall, as if something was about to escape from it.

Liuli, who had already broken free from the knight's spear, was suddenly taken aback, her eyes became blurred, and she walked slowly towards the towering city wall.

One step, another step.

Although the pace is slow, but extremely firm.

It's as if she came from there, everything is so natural.

"People inside want to come out, people outside want to go in."

Wang Jin squinted his eyes, this time he didn't need to mutter with a moustache, he had already seen the name of the secret book.

Unlike Don Quixote, the name of this mystery is taken from a famous Chinese book.

The Great Secret Ritual—Siege of the City.

From that famous sentence alone, Wang Jin can deduce its general purpose.

"Miao Huzi said that this secret book can suppress Liuli for a short time."

Wang Jin frowned and looked at the phantom of the city wall and Liuli who was getting closer.

creak

The heavy city gate was pushed open, and the woman in white stepped in with a relieved smile on her face.

Bang!

The city gate slammed shut, and then there was a fierce slapping and impacting sound, as if something was about to burst out of it.

"The cough won't last long."

Mustache suddenly closed the secret instrument in his hand and stuffed it into Wang Jin's arms.

In the next second, he rolled his eyes and passed out.

At the moment when the secret instrument was in his hands, Wang Jin finally understood why Mustache couldn't hold on anymore.

This thing is like a bottomless pit dedicated to absorbing inspiration, even he can't stand it.