Red pupils appear! Control time! The reborn daughter explodes

Feng Luohan was skeptical about the words of the man opposite him.

But for some reason, he was inclined to believe this man.

"Try it again."

The man opposite also wanted to know what was going on.

After a long time, the divination result appeared again, but this time the result was the same as last time.

Feng Luohan looked at the divination result excitedly: "My mother is still alive!"

The man frowned. He didn't believe the result of the divination at all: "If I said that I buried your mother with my own hands, would you believe it?"

Feng Luohan looked at the man opposite him in disbelief.

"how is this possible?"

The man opposite fell into deep thought. He didn't know what was going on. On one side was his personal experience, and on the other side was the result of his divination.

He didn't know what to believe.

"As long as my mother is still here, I will find her."

Feng Luohan's eyes were firm.

..

The next day.

Feng Jingyou came early to "receive education".

She wanted to see how powerful this so-called hypnotist was.

While there was no one around, Feng Jingyou carefully checked the situation here.

She found that the corpses on the ground had an obvious feature, which was the black color on the skull.

It was obvious that there was a large black area and corrosion marks on the skulls of all the people, which was obviously not something that could be done by witchcraft.

What exactly is the dean researching?

She didn't believe that the dean just wanted to unify the three kingdoms.

After a long time, she heard footsteps in the distance and quickly sat aside, pretending nothing had happened.

"Go to sleep...go to sleep...go to sleep..."

Before I saw the person, I heard his voice first.

An extremely hypnotic female voice came into Feng Jingyou's ears, giving off a gentle yet powerful feeling.

But she didn't feel any tendency to be hypnotized at all.

"Look into my eyes...Look into my eyes..."

A short woman in a navy blue robe entered the room. Feng Jingyou couldn't see her face clearly, but could only vaguely make out her figure.

"How can I see without showing my eyes?"

Feng Jingyou found it a little funny. She was wrapped so tightly that she couldn't even follow her.

The short woman suddenly looked up and looked at Feng Jingyou.

Those were a pair of lifeless eyes. Just one glance and Feng Jingyou felt something strange for a moment.

It seemed as if something was trying to suck her in.

She closed her eyes immediately, and a flash of red quickly appeared in her eyes.

The short woman thought Feng Jingyou had successfully entered a hypnotic state, so she took out a black bell and waved it repeatedly:

"Relax, relax..."

Feng Jingyou sneered inwardly, is this all you can do?

She pretended to be controlled, relaxing her body and mind while leaning back as if she were really hypnotized.

I do not know how long it has been.

The short woman continued to chant an unknown spell. Feng Jingyou felt that his pupil technique was about to start working, as if he had an urge to control the short woman.

She could only suppress it desperately.

Could it be that my pupil technique cannot tolerate people who are weaker than me?

"Tell me how you really feel about the academy."

The short woman's voice was ethereal, and following the rhythmic movement of the bell, Feng Jingyou slowly spoke: "The academy is great, I want to work for the dean and achieve something."

The short woman nodded with satisfaction and continued slowly:

"very good……"

"The dean's plan is in our favor... The dean's plan is for us... Without the dean, there would be no us..."

"Remember, remember..."

"The dean's plan is in our favor... The dean's plan is for us... Without the dean, there would be no us..."

The short woman kept repeating this sentence, and Feng Jingyou just felt disgusted.

I didn't expect that the dean brainwashes the people around him like this every day for his own benefit.

No wonder Xuan Zheng supports him so much, he must have been "educated".

"You don't exist for yourself, you exist for the dean's plan..."

The short woman's voice was still echoing in Feng Jingyou's ears, and her eyes were getting hotter and hotter.

She felt like her red eyes were about to jump out and fight with the short woman.

"You are not a human... You are the dean—"

Hearing this, Feng Jingyou couldn't help it. Why did he curse at others?

She quickly opened her eyes, and her red pupils were like a whirlpool, as if wanting to suck in everything around her.

The short woman's mouth was half open, but she couldn't utter a word.

Her eyes were unfocused and it was obvious that she was being controlled by Feng Jingyou.

Feng Jingyou smiled bloodthirstily: "Nothing more than that."

She immediately cast a barrier to prevent anyone else from coming in.

Then she began to control the woman opposite her.

"who are you?"

Feng Jingyou first asked about her identity.

But what she didn't expect was that the woman opposite her actually replied: "I don't know who I am... I was born to serve the dean..."

Three black lines flashed across Feng Jingyou's forehead.

It seems that the dean is the best brainwashing master.

Even the hypnotist was "educated" so well by him.

"What is the Dean's plan?"

Feng Jingyou asked again.

The short woman shook her head, and it was obvious that someone had trained her.

But facing the pupil technique, she had no room for thought. After shaking her head, she said slowly: "Kill all the humans, destroy the gods, and let the demons rule the world..."

"Kill all humans, destroy the gods, and let the devil rule the world..."

She repeated this sentence twice, and it became imprinted in her mind like a slogan.

"The demons are the most powerful..."

Feng Jingyou's eyes darkened.

She knew that the dean wanted to unify the human race, but she didn't expect the dean to be so cruel. He even wanted to directly destroy the human race and the gods and become a demon to rule the world.

Does he know that he is actually working for the Demonic Festival?

He doesn't think he can defeat the Demon Priest, does he?

In this case, was Mo Wuchen’s death in his previous life really just because he consumed too much divine power and was swallowed by the aura of death?

Feng Jingyou felt that things were far from as simple as she had imagined, and there must be a lot of things involved behind it.

"What's your daily routine? What are you going to do next?"

Feng Jingyou continued to control the short woman and had a bolder plan in mind.

The short woman said slowly: "Daily hypnosis... Next I have to go find the dean..."

"The dean will explain some things..."

Feng Jingyou frowned slightly.

Looking for the dean? In her impression, the dean seemed to be just an ordinary Xuanling realm, and her pupil technique should be useful to him.

Rather than...

"where?"

Feng Jingyou wanted to find out what was going on.

"In the Dean's hidden palace..."

Hearing this, Feng Jingyou waved his hand, knocked the woman in front of him unconscious, and then put her into his own space.

next moment.

Feng Jingyou turned into the appearance of the short woman.

She wanted to give it a try.

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