The place Hong Lian originally occupied was far away from Suzaku. When Suzaku spurted blood uncontrollably, he rushed forward and helped her up.

However, at this time, Suzaku showed no appreciation. She almost dodged Honglian's movements, turned away stubbornly, covered her mouth with her hands, and suppressed the blood boiling in her heart.

"Qin Mu's witchcraft song hasn't arrived yet, I'm sorry." Honglian said apologetically.

"He did something wrong, does he need someone to apologize?" Suzaku looked angry: "When did he hire a spokesperson?"

What he said was very rude. Of course, one of the big reasons why Suzaku could speak so carelessly was that Suzaku himself was already angry.

"That's it, if this method is not used, do you think there is anything you can do?" Honglian said with an indifferent expression: "If you have something, that's fine, but it's a pity that there is nothing."

Suzaku's face turned blue and white, and his lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

Xiaobai, Xiaosheng and Maomao kept covering their ears and didn't speak, but it could be seen from their frowns that they were still affected to a certain extent even if they covered their ears.

Invariably, I remembered the saddest day in my life, and invariably, I thought of using death to solve everything.

But these people are not ordinary people, and such thoughts can still be controlled.

Qin Mu's death song not only includes the singing part, but also the suppression of sound waves. For a witch song aimed at destroying spiritual power, it is complicated. Was Qin Mu still able to do it when he was in the state of the soul body?

It is easy to chant because in the state of the soul body, there are very few restrictions.

But now, Qin Mu had no choice but to use witch dance to increase the intensity of the witch songs.

The effect is also very good. The snowmen who were slowly gathering on the ground gradually stopped moving. All the scattered snowflakes stayed in place, even some small ones. The snowflakes on the edges turned into white.

The dust is allowed to be blown away by the wind.

The scary thing about the song of death is that it can easily make people give up their will to live and focus on searching for death.

A person like Snowman, no matter how much damage he suffers, can recover as before immediately. Only by using such a witchcraft song can he be completely eliminated.

Only by eradicating the will to survive in his heart, the snowman will not be able to reorganize easily.

Under such a witchcraft song, the pile of white snow on the snowman is just white snow, and there is not much change until the witchcraft song ends.

"I..." Qin Mu seemed to have lost all strength. He just said one word and fell softly to the ground.

Xiaobai quickly supported him. At this time, Xiaobai's face was not very good, but it was much better than Qin Mu's.

"Let me tell you what kind of witch song you are doing." Suzaku wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth angrily and said unhappily: "After you finished your witch song, the snowman fell down, what about us?

We are almost done, okay? My old uncle said at the beginning that your qualifications are not good, but with your qualifications, you are still trying to..."

Seeing that Suzaku was going to start a long speech again, Honglian told her to shut up: "Stop talking nonsense. When I am eliminated, I have no ability and I have to blame others. What does it have to do with you?"

"You!" Zhuque's face turned red when Hong Lian said this, and he was really angry. He didn't expect Hong Lian to protect his shortcomings like this. Qin Mu's witchcraft skills were obviously not good enough, but Hong Lian still felt that Qin Mu was not wrong?

This is not protecting one's shortcomings, this is completely blind worship.

Suzaku seemed to want to refute something, but only heard a "Gaba" sound. The sound made a group of people stunned. When everyone looked for the source of the sound, they saw a huge one suddenly appeared where the snowman was broken.

gap.

The crack was a full meter wide, and just when everyone noticed it, many more cracks opened out.

There was snow on the snowman's body at the edge of the crack. The snow, stone flakes and huge carrots were all lying aside, as if they had turned into completely dead objects.

Honglian and Qin Mu looked at each other, feeling the fear in each other's eyes.

A smell of death filled the air.

This is completely different from Qin Mu's song of death. The breath of death brought by the song of death is depressive and overwhelming. You can clearly feel the depression, but if the willpower is firm enough,

, and did not hear it directly. Qin Mu's sound wave suppression alone could not cause devastating damage.

However, there is definitely a psychological shadow.

This is also the reason why Honglian insisted on asking Qin Mu to sing the song of death. This woman estimated that everyone should be able to bear it, including the three policemen who knew nothing.

However, the breath of death that is permeating now is of a different kind. This breath of death is rough, violent, and goes straight into people's hearts. It makes people unable to resist. It is not suppressed, but resonates.

For a moment, everyone's eyes looked a bit wrong.

Qin Mu only felt as if the world began to become heavy, and everything turned into black and white. There was nothing in this world that he could be attached to, and it was lifeless.

At this moment, a green claw stretched out from the ice, firmly grasped his ankle and dragged him down.

The entire ice surface seemed to suddenly be unable to bear all the weight and began to sink. However, the people on top had lifeless eyes and no resistance at all.

Even old monsters like Guren and Suzaku, who had lived for who knows how many thousands of years, gave up their resistance.

Everyone was dragged into the ice by a few blue, skinny claws.

At this time, Qin Mu felt like an earth-shaking feeling. Everything began to turn upside down and overturn. But it seemed that he still enjoyed this feeling very much, enjoying everything in the world turning into black and white, and then in black and white, little by little.

Sinking, disappearing little by little, all the world turns into black, and finally returns to peace.

Qin Mu even saw Chonghua's worried face in the blackness.

That face was not only worried, but there seemed to be anger in his eyes. That anger turned into sharp blades and a ball of fire in his eyes, as if it was going to burn everything and destroy everything.

"Qin Mu! Wake up!" Chonghua's voice sounded in Qin Mu's head, like the sound of bells and drums.

Qin Mu's heart was shocked. The feeling of being surrounded by blackness disappeared. The surrounding scenery became clearer little by little. To be more specific, the pain coming from his ankle made him shrink. The surrounding area was bone-chilling cold, which he had never experienced before.
Chapter completed!