Dizun, why are you on fire again?

Chapter 871
"The auspicious Lingjiang soup in the barbarian land, people and gods are stable and prosperous. Once the tomb is in chaos, the barbarian tribe will be turbulent." Jiang Chizi sang with his throat squeezed, and urged his divine power, causing a small wind to blow on the stage In the past, it is very realistic.

Listening to his singing, Dong Chili felt that this Jiang Chizi really had profound singing skills and a good voice, which made her unconsciously comfortable and pleasing to the ear.

But when Jiang Chizi sang the next line, Dong Chili's face stiffened immediately, wishing he could kick his stage.Di Tianling stretched out his hand and patted the back of her hand lightly, and then she calmed down indignantly, and continued to listen reluctantly.

But listen to that Jiang Chizi continued to sing: "The unintentional monsters set off the mighty, and the white clothes set fire to help the rampant. The gods of the barbarian palace rushed, and the whole army was wiped out." He was playing with the black and white string puppet in his hand while singing. , there are other actors behind the curtain, and they are manipulating other puppets representing Xuanwu God.

Under the control of those ingenious hands, the puppets moved vividly. Even when the weapons were fighting, Dongchi Li still saw the shadows of swords, lights and swords, and heard the names of weapons, the roar of gods, and the sound of mountains and rivers collapsing.

However, these voices should have been non-existent, but they rang directly in her head. She couldn't help but doubt that this stage square was also a maze.

"Okay!" After Jiang Chizi sang, the judges on the square applauded vigorously to add to the fun, quite relishing it.

Perhaps at this time, only Dong Chili felt uncomfortable, because when he turned his head, even Di Tianling who was beside him seemed fascinated.

Clang!
The atmosphere on the stage became even more tense, imminent.

Jiang Chizi read: "This white dress is so powerful, how can he be a mediocre junior? Everyone, listen to me." He shook the black and white puppet, raised his weapon, and a flame blew onto the stage, singing, "The demon fire fills the sky and the mountains and rivers are scarce, and the evil dragon breaks through the formation and the gods cry for mourning."

The black puppet retracted in vain, and a red dragon body puppet appeared on the stage, colliding with all the Xuanwu God puppets, and the screams of "Wah-wah" were heard in the ears.

"The landslides and the ground cracked and the forbidden mausoleum collapsed, and the gods were frightened and angry, and I panicked."

The curtain picture was constantly changing, Dongchi Li actually had this kind of puppet show, which perfectly reproduced the situation at the foot of Mitou Mountain at that time, and the danger at that time was vividly remembered.

In short, listening to this play, Dong Chili had a feeling of being lost, almost out of breath, as if all those silk threads were tied to her body, and she was about to pull herself out at any time.

Jiang Chizi's voice changed in vain, and became more murderous: "Pursue thousands of miles and find a lonely wall, destroy my prison and listen to my singing, wrap your fingers around the silver puppet, you will die if the situation moves!"

The sound of the wind surged violently, and the mighty coercion of the God of Heart Fate suddenly rushed towards Dongchi Li and Di Tianling.

Bang!
Countless tables and chairs shattered violently, turning into dust and dust.Those gods and judges flew into the air one after another, looked down coldly, and waves of divine power filled with killing intent landed on Dong Chili and Di Tianling.

The chair on Dongchi Li's buttocks also burst, and she almost sat on the ground. She felt as if she had been humiliated, so she yelled at the stage: "Singing, you will die if the situation moves! I have to do it today!" Bloodbath Jiang Guji, kill you!"

After all, Dong Chili raised a hand, and was about to burst out violent divine energy, when she smashed the stage, she suddenly felt a pain in her right hand, and then raised her right hand up uncontrollably , that group of divine energy rushed to the sky and fell into nothingness.

She was terrified in her heart, how could her right hand be out of her control?
She stared carefully, only to find that a few silk threads that were so thin that she couldn't tell without paying attention with her consciousness had already penetrated her skin!

She really became a string puppet!
Dong Chili pulled desperately, but found that these silk threads were pulled continuously, and the more she pulled her skin, the more painful it was, as if the whole piece of flesh was about to be pulled out, it was very painful.

When she opened the sleeves, she saw that these silk threads were threading through her skin one by one like needles threading through them.If these silk threads were sewed all over her body, she would really become Jiang Chizi's thread puppet.

"Drugstore!" Dong Chili felt a little broken, and quickly turned to look at Di Tianling, only to find that Di Tianling also had a serious face, and the movements of his limbs were not coordinated at all, and he was also controlled by these silk threads!
Di Tianling's eyes narrowed, and he used a large piece of Rongli fire from his body, attached to those silk threads, and shook his head to Dong Chili after a while, "My fire is useless."

"So, why didn't we call directly, why did we come to watch this shit show?" Dongchi Li pulled the thread again, and then said angrily.

Di Tianling stared at Dongchili, and Dongchili probably understood what he meant: We had no chance to strike first, and if we turned around and left at that time, I'm afraid the situation would get worse, and we still have a chance to investigate now. break his weakness.

Dong Chili knew she was wrong, so she stopped talking, and it was all because she let out her divine sense without thinking about the consequences when she was in the city.

Di Tianling shook his head, and immediately said to the stage, "City Master Jiang, you've done a good show, and this thread-handling skill is also stunning."

"Hehe, Miao Zan Miao Zan." A middle-aged man in a red robe came out from behind the stage, he raised his hands forward, his five fingers moved slightly, and Dongchi Li felt that he was being pulled a bit, the emperor Sure enough, Tianling and Dongchili had been controlled by Jiang Chizi at some point.

"However..." Jiang Chizi squinted his eyes suddenly, looked at Di Tianling and said, "Jueyan God Realm? Why do you know God Realm? It's hard to find out the background of the two of you, and your behavior doesn't look like that lowly barbarian, could it be— —”

Jiang Chizi looked up at the gods, and suddenly stopped talking.

Those gods looked at Jiang Chizi inexplicably, not understanding why Jiang Chizi hesitated for a moment.

Di Tianling said indifferently: "Take back the silk thread on our bodies, and I will tell you everything you want to know."

"Hmph!" Jiang Chizi moved his ten fingers suddenly, and Di Tianling and Dongchi Li rushed forward uncontrollably, and fell to the ground.

Dong Chili's chin was knocked, and she was so painful that she jumped up and wanted to beat Jiang Chizi, but when Jiang Chizi moved five fingers on his left hand, the silk thread on Dongchili's body tightened, and she hit the ground head-on, unable to climb at all. stand up.

Dongchi Li roared angrily: "Bastard, if you want to untie this silk thread, let's fight head-on!"

Jiang Chizi ignored Dong Chili, and only said to Di Tianling: "As one of the few gods of heart in the barbarian palace, although I respect the barbarian god and be loyal, the barbarian god also needs to be courteous to me. Do you want to get any news? You don't want to confuse me with false things!"

"Oh?" Di Tianling narrowed his eyes, and said coldly, "Then there is nothing to say." After finishing speaking, Di Tianling kicked his toes, and the whole body flew towards Jiang Chizi.

　The author's nagging: The hard-working birthday is in the hard-working code...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)