Chapter 435: The Needle of the Ministry (Twenty-eight)

"Why do you want to go so fast?"

As Kelly screamed, Yule's voice came from behind Brooke.

The headless corpse was pushed to the side and fell silently, revealing a sarcastic look on Yul.

"You still know too much about this nightmare."

"The retreat you leave for yourself is far less reliable than you think."

“Isn’t this my mind space?”

The killer was following like a shadow, but he was tied tightly to a chair.

Even though the situation was so bad, Fu Qian seemed to be a little confused and didn't feel panic.

"yes."

Yuer sneered, affirming Fu Qian's guess.

"This is indeed your spiritual world, but why do you think I can't come in?"

"The spiritual world, what does it mean..."

Kelly next to him finally calmed down a little now, and looked at Fu Qian with shock when he heard this.

“Literally.”

Fu Qian was too lazy to explain too much to her.

"Can you untie it for me now?"

...

He looked at Brooke's body on the ground and looked at Yuer holding a knife. Kelly's expression was a little entangled.

However, before she could finish hesitation, Yuer reached out and snapped his fingers.

The next moment, this figure disappeared without a trace.

In the depressed interrogation room, only Yuer and Fu Qian were left.

"Many times, a little bit of cleverness cannot be at the level of elegance."

After expelling Kelly, Yuer walked forward slowly and looked at Fu Qian with a smile.

“Especially where you are not familiar with.”

"I seem to understand."

"Any world I've experienced is actually real, right?"

Fu Qian tapped his fingers gently on the handrail.

"I was a little misled before and always wanted to tell which world is real and which one is illusory."

"Now it seems that the power to create this nightmare is indeed exaggerated, and it actually makes any form of world come true."

"It seems like the world in reality, the day when the accident happened, the strange and ruined world of no one, and even the spiritual space formed by my mind."

"It's like a one-sided, and under their gaze, all exist in parallel."

"That should be why, I can take the gun out of here, because any world can have an impact on other worlds."

"It really challenges people's imagination, it's worthy of being a nightmare!"

"Your reaction was faster than I thought you would have to die a few times before you realize this."

Yuer was not stingy with his praise, and even clapped his hands.

"You guessed that they are chaotic, distorted and influenced each other, and my abilities are nothing special, just to travel through them at will."

"I believe that at this moment, you should have a clearer understanding of our conversation just now?"

"I said that death will destroy your will until you completely collapse, and I will enjoy the process."

"Now, let's go on the road with this fear and unwillingness."

"And I'm very much looking forward to your response when you meet next time."

He walked forward as he said, and in the flash of cold light, he handed out the scimitar in his hand.

The scimitar pressed against Fu Qian's neck and cut open his throat inch by inch.

It can be seen that he really enjoyed the process.

However, the next moment, Yuer's slow and firm movements showed a moment of hesitation.

Because he was surprised to find that under the cut flesh, there was no drop of blood flowing out.

"ah!"

A strong ominous premonition arose in my heart, but the voice in front of me was heard.

"What's going on?"

Looking up, the lamb to be slaughtered on the chair suddenly smiled.

This smile was like a seed, and for the first time Yuer felt a feeling of fear.

He was undoubtedly an extremely cautious person. Faced with this abnormal situation, Yuer's first reaction was to leave here until everything returned to control.

However, the next moment he found that he could no longer shuttle through at will.

At some point, a hard claw climbed up on the back of his neck.

Although it was just a little stuck in the flesh, the sharp claw brought an incomprehensible suppression.

"Fu Qian, thirty-three years old."

At this time, Fu Qian had a calm expression and said a strange line.

The next moment, there was a constant crackling sound, and he actually stood up.

Those metal buckles that looked extremely strong were as fragile as paper in front of him.

"you……"

Yuer looked at Fu Qian with an incredible look.

Because at this moment he finally realized that the one who grabbed the back of his neck was actually the hand that poked out from under Fu Qian's clothes.

But that hand is no longer a human shape now.

Not only did it elongate strangely nearly twice, the surface of the arm was even covered with a layer of yellow and black armor, and curved spikes emerged from the gap, looking extremely ferocious.

"Living in Gubei, Lincheng, I am unmarried and freelancing. I never work overtime, never smoke, never drink alone, never define and never..."

At this time, Fu Qian didn't even look at him, but just stared at the front calmly and said his magically modified lines.

"Don't force sleeping time, length of sleep, things you must do before going to bed, and whether you are asleep."

He looked down at his arm.

"Do whatever you want, do whatever you want, just to pursue the light of the wise life."

"Even if I encounter an incomprehensible existence, I will not deny myself."

"What the hell do you want to say?"

Fu Qian's seemingly plain words seemed to have put a huge pressure on Yuer.

"What I want to say? That is probably weakness and ignorance are not obstacles to survival, arrogance is."

Fu Qian shook his head without any emotion.

"I have something to return to you. You still know too little about this nightmare."

"impossible!"

"The existence of extraordinary power is not allowed here, you will never have such ability!"

Yuer almost shouted out his words.

"The first sentence is correct, but the second sentence is still too arbitrary. Don't take everything for granted."

Fu Qian shook his head. In just this moment, there were already strange patterns on his face.

As he spoke, rows of sharp thorns emerged from his shoulder blades and chest, and the clothes on his upper body were torn to pieces.

Through the broken clothes, Yuer was frightened to find that Fu Qian's chest was actually translucent, with only a thin layer of flesh left.

The most terrifying thing is that it is still waving and squirming below, as if something is wandering inside, and even eating up all the internal organs.

"The bugs in the museum-"

Yuer reacted immediately.

"You swallowed it?"

"yes!"

Fu Qian stroked his chest.

"This thing is really difficult to digest."

"Impossible! I know you left one secretly, but I kept staring at you. No matter what you do, you can't hide anything from my eyes. When did you - swallow a gun!"

Yuer thought of something and looked at Fu Qian in disbelief.

"Your performance was actually to cover up the action of swallowing insects. You never thought of committing suicide!"

"You knew a long time ago that I could see what was going on here?"
Chapter completed!