Banshee Concubine: The Evil Lord's Pampering Boundless

Chapter 190
"Liuli, just stand aside and help me pass things on." Yingluo said.

Liuli came back to her senses, took a deep breath, and said, "Okay, just call me if you need anything."

Entering her mind is a very difficult thing. First, cast a spell on the psychic person, then let the psychic person drink the psychic's blood, and finally, the psychic person has to hypnotize herself , and then enter the mind of the person who has been enlightened.

However, not every time you communicate with someone, you will be successful.

Yingluo skillfully took out the props from the bag, lined them up, and then began to cast spells on Mo Lirou.

The process of casting the spell is to pluck off two strands of Mo Lirou's hair, then tie them with the Red God, and then write a spell and stick them on the hair.

"Yingluo, please insert these two silver needles in the middle of the saint's head. Remember to insert them in the middle." Yingluo said with a serious expression.

"En, wrap it on me." Liuli took out two silver needles from Yingluo's tools, and after finding the exact position on Mo Lirou's head, they inserted them into Mo Lirou's brain accurately.

"Okay, Yingluo." After inserting, Liuli withdrew her hand and said to Yingluo.

And Yingluo was weaving the red thread in her hand at this time, and she was still muttering about something while weaving.Liuli knew that Yingluo was doing a trick, so she didn't bother her anymore.

Soon, one of Yingluo's red ropes was finished.Then Yingluo picked up a small knife and slashed at her wrist without hesitation, and bright red blood flowed down her fair wrist.

"Liuli, help me open the saint's mouth."

Hearing this, Liuli immediately stepped forward and carefully opened Mo Lirou's mouth a little.

Yingluo put the bleeding wrist into Mo Lirou's mouth, and let the blood flow into Mo Lirou's mouth.

Throughout the whole process, Yingluo didn't even frown.

All the elders expressed their appreciation for Yingluo's orderly and quick movements.

After Yingluo saw that it was almost the same, she took her hand back.Then she tied the red rope in her hand to the wound with one hand, and then tied the other end to Mo Lirou's hand. After finishing, Yingluo sat down on the floor beside the bed.

"Liuli, light an incense stick for me. You must wake me up within the time of a stick of incense. You know what to do."

"Well, I know, don't worry." Liuli replied with a serious face, hoping that Yingluo would bring good news this time.

"En." After receiving Liuli's response, Yingluo closed her eyes, and after reciting a spell, she slowly relaxed her head and leaned against the side of the bed.

"I hope Yingluo can successfully communicate with the saint's mind." Su Xuan sighed slightly.

Everyone sat on the table, their eyes were looking in the direction of the bed from time to time, and their hearts were raised in their throats.

Su Chenhan's face was even more worried, and his eyes were fixed on the person on the bed, which made people feel a little scared.

After Yingluo successfully hypnotized herself, she entered a space that appeared in the air.

She knew that this should be the space of the saint, after she stabilized her footsteps.Yingluo began to look for Mo Lirou in this space.

After walking around, Yingluo found that this space is really very big, and there are many small spaces piled up.If the search continues like this, she may not be able to find Mo Lirou after the incense burns.

After thinking about it, Yingluo drew a spell in mid-air.Although the High Priest of the Eldar Race doesn't specialize in spells, she still knows some simple spells.

After drawing the spell, Yingluo tentatively shouted into the air.

"Saint? Saint?" Under the effect of the talisman, the voice rippled through layers, penetrating every space.

In a coma, Mo Lirou seemed to hear someone talking, she remembered, she seemed to see a dark shadow in front of her eyes through her eyelids, as if there was a person standing in front of her.

After realizing this problem, Mo Lirou's first reaction was not agitation, but a little vigilance.

.Her intuition told her that the person in front of her seemed to have a bad feeling.

But her eyes couldn't be opened, as if they had been glued shut.

Just when Mo Lirou thought that the black shadow would do something to her, the black shadow left silently.Mo Lirou could even feel the cold gaze from the black shadow, and it seemed to be gloating.

"Saint? Are you there? Can you come out and see me?" Yingluo still called out in the space without giving up.

Suddenly, Yingluo felt a gust of cold wind blowing behind her, she was startled, and immediately turned around in a jerk.But found nothing.

Yingluo's scalp was a little numb, but what made her curious was why the saintess' consciousness space was so cold, as if it was deathly silent, which made people frightened.Generally speaking, this should not be the case in the consciousness space of living people.

Yep!Could it be...the saint...is already dead! ! !
Yingluo's showy face was full of horror, no, no, no.Forcing myself not to think too much, when I turned around, I met a pair of eyes that were so cold that they were about to freeze into ice cubes.

!!!

"Ah!" Yingluo was so frightened that she took several steps back, her whole body couldn't stop shaking!

"You, who are you!" Yingluo swallowed, forced herself to calm down, and said to the woman in red in front of her.

I saw the woman in red slowly raised her lowered head, her fine hair like ink was uncovered little by little.A tragically beautiful face was gradually revealed.

Yingluo's eyes also followed the woman's movements, becoming a little bit frightened, and finally stayed where she was, as if petrified.

This woman's face is exactly the same as that of the saint!
It's just that this woman is more enchanting than the saint.

"Haven't you been looking for me?" The woman's voice sounded very soft, which made people feel a little weak and numb.

Yingluo still didn't react, she stared at the woman in front of her closely.A bright red silk dress was casually worn on the body, the neckline was opened very low, revealing the plump breasts, the skin was like snow, the face was like a hibiscus, the eyebrows were like willows, the pair of red phoenix eyes were slender, captivating, and the alluring makeup made her even more attractive. The originally delicate face was brought to the extreme.Just one glance makes people feel as if they can sink into it and cannot extricate themselves. His black hair is scattered on his shoulders, and his bright red blood-like lips are slightly raised, revealing a wicked smile.Every gesture is seductive and bewildering.

It wasn't until the bell in her hand started to "jingle, jingle" that Yingluo woke up in an instant.

Eyes full of shock, she looked at the woman opposite. Just now, she seemed...bewitched!
If it wasn't for her bell, she might have been completely manipulated.Yingluo held the bell in her hand, frowning tightly.

This bell was handed down from each high priest.With the passage of time, the bell has absorbed a lot of aura and energy from the high priest, so it already has spirituality. As long as the high priest is in danger, it will sound a reminder.

The woman opposite is not a saint!

Yingluo is almost certain, she still doesn't know what kind of person the saint is, and she just met the saint for the first time.

But the first meeting of the saint gave her the feeling that she was very friendly, her whole body exuded a soft luster, and the saint had an aloof and desolate temperament, more like a thousand-mountain snow lotus that had been sleeping for a hundred years. Fairy who cannibalizes fireworks.It will definitely not be like now, full of evil spirits all over her body. To be more precise, the woman in front of her is more like a female devil!

The high priest's hunch is never wrong.However, a more serious problem came.

Why is there another woman in the consciousness space of the saint? Yingluo has never encountered such a situation. Where is the real saint?
"You are not a real saint!" Yingluo's face turned cold.

(End of this chapter)