Chapter 1333 The Fun Begins

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Lin Mengjia, who was already slightly relaxed, immediately realized something after hearing what Tang Feng said, and immediately widened his eyes and said: "In other words, those who have been frostbitten are very likely not Not just frostbite, but being eaten by this kind of bug? It’s just that people don’t know!”

As these words came out, Lin Mengjia already had a creepy feeling.

She heard many of the things Tang Feng mentioned for the first time and felt quite far away from her. But now she knows that in fact, these things have always been around her, just in another way. , just be recognized by people.

This idea is really scary.

Tang Feng nodded with a smile and said: "Compared to other monsters and spiritual creatures, this soul-eating insect is quite common. As long as there is a cold environment, it will be born."

Lin Mengjia asked again in confusion: "Born? How? Could it be that this thing appeared out of thin air?"

Tang Feng nodded and said: "That seems to be the case. No one has delved into where the Soul-Eating Insects come from. After all, their damage is almost insignificant and they can be seen everywhere. It is of little use to figure it out."

Lin Mengjia also knew that Tang Feng would not tell her this for nothing, so she hurriedly asked, "Could it be that what those two people smeared on the ground had anything to do with this soul-eating insect?"

Tang Feng said "Yeah" and said: "I have heard before that some alien monks will gather a large number of soul-eating insects in one place to refine a potion specifically for Yin spirits, or sprinkle it on the potions where Yin spirits often come and go. Wherever you go, or by spraying it on the Yin spirits, you can disable the Yin spirits and make it easier for them to seize them."

Lin Mengjia had a look of surprise on her face and said, "This potion seems to be specially designed to deal with ghosts like this."

Tang Feng nodded with a smile and said: "Actually, in order to save trouble, they can search for souls in batches in certain underworlds. It is just right to use them at this moment. Just now, Zixuan has secretly controlled these two people and ordered them to Apply the potion on the ground, so just wait and see the good show."

Lin Mengjia had been worried about this matter, but at this moment, she finally smiled and nodded lightly.

The second game started again amidst the curses and shouts of the audience.

The crowd was as angry as ever, and some people even wanted to rush to the stage. However, the owner of the bar had naturally anticipated this and had a backup plan.

In front of the auditorium, a dozen burly men stood up and stood in front of others. Each of them had a dark face, like a black-faced god. When those people saw this, most of them stepped forward, but they did not dare to lean on them. He came over, cursing to himself, and stepped back involuntarily.

This also confirms what Tang Feng and Lin Mengjia said before. To maintain order in this scene, it is not necessary for monks to be so generous. The situation in front of them seems to be quite violent, but some strong men can do it. It doesn't even require martial arts.

The old man in the bunker has an ulterior motive here.

Lin Mengjia glanced at him subconsciously, worried that he would notice any strange movements in Zixuan's hands and feet.

But the old man didn't seem to notice anything. He just stood still and looked at the two players, his eyebrows furrowed, not knowing what he was thinking.

The man who had left behind him had returned and was still standing in the same place. Judging from the expression on his face, he was also frowning and speechless. It was obvious that he had not completed the task that the old man had just given him.

As the game started, when Night Soul got up, his coach kept saying something behind him, with the same excited expression as before. I don’t know if he listened. Looking at his eyes, he also As distracted as he was just now, this short period of rest had no effect on him.

But there was a change on the Demon King's side.

During the break, his eyes were slightly gloomy, looking towards his opponent, and he turned a deaf ear to the roars of the audience that could almost knock off the roof. The staff around him were busy, and he also ignored them at all. .

It seemed that the people around him were used to all this and didn't take it seriously. They just massaged him and no one talked to him. He just looked at the opposite side with a sullen face and said nothing.

When the Demon King stepped forward, everyone thought that the second game would be a copy and paste of the first game, and that he would defeat his opponent again without any doubt.

Some people were already cursing and exiting.

But contrary to everyone's expectations, the Demon King just took a step forward. His feet seemed to touch the ground, and he stood motionless, never moving forward again.

With a bit of surprise on his face, the referee looked in the direction of the Demon King, gesturing to him to come to the middle of the stage, but no matter what he did, the Demon King still stood where he was.

His abnormal behavior caused the onlookers to show strange expressions, and the chaotic shouting around them also fell silent for a moment.

The referee had already walked up to the Demon King, leaned into his ear, and asked him what happened and whether the game needed to be stopped.

Everyone's attention was on the Demon King, and few people saw that the situation of the Night Soul had changed.

His eyes, which were somewhat confused and distracted, became clear in an instant.

When he took the stage before, his steps were slightly flinched, and his whole person looked very tired. Now his back has straightened up, and in an instant, he has returned to the confident look he had when he took the stage.

Lin Mengjia saw this and was very surprised. She pulled Tang Feng's arm, pointed at the stage, and said, "Look, he's back to normal!"

Tang Feng nodded with a smile and said: "The Yin spirit in that man's body has been suppressed and can no longer affect his opponent. He will naturally recover as before."

The smile on Lin Mengjia's lips became more and more obvious, she nodded and said to herself: "Sure enough, a good show is about to take place."

On the stage, the referee was still talking to the Demon King, but the Demon King ignored him. There was a look of surprise, hesitation, and fear on his face, as if he didn't understand what was going on.

When the commentators and hosts in the audience started talking to each other, discussing whether to pause the game, the Demon King took a step forward and walked towards the middle of the stage.

"He moved! Why did he move? Has Zixuan's potion expired?"

Lin Mengjia, who was already relaxed, seemed a little nervous for a moment.

Tang Feng shook his head and said: "The Yin Shen in him is no longer there."