The Ninth Secret Bureau

Those "humanoid creatures" that are gathered from mud have no face at first, but as time goes by, they are constantly changing, until they become more and more like living people...or, more and more. The more like Tu Tan himself.

That kind of change is definitely a chilling change, perhaps because those mud dolls touched the Uncanny Valley theory in the process of change. The brown mud continued to condense and change into the appearance of human beings, but no matter how much they become like alive People, those lifeless eyes with death-like weirdness, are even more terrifying than the model dummies in the shopping mall.

There are five clay puppets summoned by Tu Tan, plus himself, it happens to be a team of six people...If you just look at them, the appearance of those clay puppets doesn't seem to be much different. , The figure and appearance of each clay puppet is carved out of a mold, exactly the same as Tu Tan himself.

When they showed up here, they first turned their heads and glanced at their master Tu Tan, then turned around and stared at Gu Xiantang, seeming to have recognized the opponent in this battle. Who.

While these clay puppets were looking at Gu Xiantang, Gu Xiantang also looked at them with interest. The more you observe, the more curious Gu Xiantang feels, because they exist like them... Gu Xiantang really has never seen them before. .

The breath that resembles but is different from human beings is simply much more complicated than some rare anomalous lives, and they are not only strange breaths, but even the “vital signs” that shouldn’t be there make Gu Xiantang feel a bit touched. Not mindful... there are heartbeats, breathing, and even vaguely feel the temperature on their bodies that is similar to a living person.

Did these clay puppets summoned by Tu Tan become alive? ?

What kind of magical means is this? !

Did Nuwa make up people? !

"My hole cards have never been used, but I shouldn't be able to hide them now...Gu Xiantang, be careful, don't say I attacked you."

Before starting his hands, Tu Tan also specially reminded the other party that he seemed to be afraid that some misunderstanding would come up in a while. That kind of honest performance made many viewers in front of the screen stunned, and it made Chen Xian depressed... ...You are obviously inferior to Gu Xiantang. If you don't engage in sneak attacks or play tactics, you still take the initiative to remind him at this time, isn't it clear that you want to lose?

"This kid is really open and bright." Looking at this scene in the picture, Zhou Tuan couldn't help showing a smile on his face. He seemed to appreciate Tu Tan's open and upright style.

Contrary to him, in the eyes of the old liar, Tu Tan is a second idiot, and he is so pure that it can’t be more pure... If Tu Tan is an old liar’s subordinate or a child taken by him, I guess The old liar had already jumped out and cursed the street, because what he didn't understand the most was the so-called "open and upright".

"This kid is really not spiritual at all." The old liar frowned and said, glanced at Tu Tan in the picture, his face was full of disdain, "A game is a game, and winning at all costs is what their contestants should do. What matter, what is it to be upright in this kind of occasion..."

"Are you an old thing missing a piece in your heart? Even if you are sinister, you still want to see others as sinister as yourself?" Zhou Tuan asked with a smile.

"It's fine if you can win." The old liar replied angrily, shaking his soot smoothly, "Let me say that when the disparity between the strengths of the two sides is too great, you should play tactics. If you hit the sap and pull your hand, as long as you can win, you should What kind of competitions do you want to participate in at any cost, even if you have such a light desire to win!"

As soon as the voice fell, the old liar patted Chen Xian on the shoulder.

"You kid, don't learn from their mindless idiots!"

"Oh......"

"Listening to Grandpa's advice, we should be insidious when we should be insidious, and we should be insidious when we should be black. Don't want to play any bright and upright grandiose routines that make people silly and beep!"

"This...it makes sense..."

"Right! These are all your grandpa's life experiences that I have realized over the years! You know the truth about the roughness and not the roughness!"

While the old liar was preaching to Chen Xian, the “mud puppets” in the picture had already moved under the drive of Tu Tan. The way they moved was very strange...it seemed to be a kind of face to them. Liquid substances, they fell into the loess in an instant, and when they reappeared, they had already come behind Gu Xiantang.

Among them, the first four mud puppets had already controlled Gu Xiantang's limbs, and the fifth mud puppet stood silently behind Gu Xiantang with his hands spread out like palms and gently placed it on Gu Xiantang's left and right temples.

Although Gu Xiantang didn’t know what Tu Tan was going to do to control these mud puppets, perhaps his self-confidence was at fault. He instinctively felt that no matter how powerful these mud puppets were, he couldn’t hurt himself. After all, from a certain angle, his own skin It's no longer a mortal body...

Want to hurt me?

Do you have this ability?

"You are careful."

Tu Tan stepped back a few steps, and there was an abnormal change in his eyes. Many dark brown bloodshot objects crawled out of his eyeballs, occupying both of his eyeballs at a speed visible to the naked eye... ...When these things appeared, the energy aura in his body also began to surge violently, as if there were countless energy-transmitting channels in the air connecting those mud dolls tens of meters away.

As time passed, the energy in Tu Tan's body became less and less, and the five mud puppets that controlled Gu Xiantang's aura became more and more terrifying...like five filled with unstable energy Bombs would detonate at any time, and Gu Xiantang couldn't help looking at them with that powerful aura.

"It's me."

As Gu Xiantang said, he stretched out his right hand and held the magic sword around his waist. Although there was a mud puppet beside him firmly pulling his arm, it seemed that he could not completely control his movements. Not as good as him...

But as soon as he held the sword with his hand, he felt a sharp tearing pain from both sides of his temples, as if someone had slashed his head with an axe. Gu Xiantang could I feel that I seem to be "bleeding", and many warm liquids are constantly flowing down my face...

When Gu Xiantang saw what the liquid was, the expression on his face couldn't help but become surprised.

It is some mud-like substance, mixed with many bloodshot eyes, and exudes a fishy smell like blood... They are like some kind of living creatures with life, while they are constantly flowing, they will turn left and right. Wriggling, on their undulating surface, Gu Xiantang could see faces shrunk to the size of a walnut.

If those faces were all other people's, perhaps Gu Xiantang wouldn't be so surprised, but the question is how familiar with those faces that appeared suddenly...they are all his own faces!

"What have you done..." Gu Xiantang's face was a little ugly, as if he realized that he had overestimated Tu Tan. This stranger was obviously stronger than he thought. The trump cards he had hidden in his hands from start to finish were not so good. Simple!

"This is one of my abilities."

Tu Tan stepped back again, seemingly dissatisfied, and then slowly continued to step back, as if deliberately to distance himself from Gu Xiantang... He could see that Gu Xiantang, a gas refiner, was good at getting close. Physical combat, it just so happens that close combat is his own weakness, so he just wants to keep a relatively safe distance from Gu Xiantang as much as possible.

"One of your abilities...what exactly do you have?" Gu Xiantang asked in astonishment, suddenly feeling a little bit unable to see through this opponent.

"Those mud... are actually part of your soul... They were all drawn out by me... By the way! There should be some brain tissue in your skull! But there are not many, you can rest assured!"

"???"

"Gu Xiantang, if you break my hole card, should I just give in?" Tu Tan still looked like a bully, and looked at Gu Xiantang carefully, "But if you can't break this deadlock... You can't blame me..."

Part of the astral? ?

The brain tissue in my skull? ?

What the **** did this **** do? ! !

"you......"

Gu Xiantang's temper is not good, at least compared to Chen Xian, his temper is more violent, after all, he grew up in West Kunlun, it is not an exaggeration to describe him as a group of thousands of pets... .. Not to mention those of the older generation, they are his peers, who would dare to be so "yin" in the whole West Kunlun?

"You dare to yin me...you dare to yin me??"