C440 in a bad mood

"No effect?" What is it for? " Su Wanyue suspiciously looked at Gongsun Zaitian who was behind her, the doubt in her heart grew deeper. From her perspective, she couldn't see what use those pearls had, but she was sure that each pearl had a corresponding effect, and now that she heard what Gongsun Zaitian said, there was actually another pearl that didn't have any offensive effects, it was completely inconceivable.

"That's to warn me!" Gongsun Ztian answered.

"Alarm?" Su Wanyue still did not understand what was going on.

"That's right, I have attached something similar to Mental Energy to that bead. I call it Divine Sense, it is not affected by distance or space, as long as it has been activated, that means the bead is damaged, I will know immediately!" If you are unable to get there immediately, you can follow the scent and find the enemy's location. At the same time, if you are unable to get there immediately, you have found the location of your enemy! " Gongsun Ze knew that if he didn't explain it properly, this girl would definitely continue to dig deeper. He might as well tell her everything.

"I didn't know that those pearls were so magical! "Then ?" Su Wanyue was secretly glad in her heart.

"Your sister also has something similar. I won't treat you with favoritism!" As if he had seen through her mind, Gongsun Ztian straightforwardly said.

"Thank you, Pavilion Master!" Su Wanyue revealed a smile, bowed once again, and said this to Gongsun Ze Tian with great gratitude.

Gongsun Ze Tian did not take Su Wanyue's gratitude to heart at all, and these words of thanks were not what he needed either. Towards his loyal subordinates, Gongsun Ze Tian would not be the least bit stingy, but if his subordinates had any ulterior motives, he would not hesitate at all, and his methods might not even be any better!

At this time, Su Wanyue's injuries had basically stabilized, and the rest would require rest and slow recuperation. As long as she did not forcefully circulate her energy or do some extremely intense movements, her injuries basically would not recur.

Seeing that Su Wanyue's injuries were no longer that much of a problem, Gongsun Ze Tian focused his attention on the scholar in the illusion. During the time it took for Su Wanyue to heal her injuries, the one in the illusion [1] was like a headless fly that had been 'bumping' back and forth several times.

Of course, in the scholar's eyes, he was actually walking in a straight line. However, he was not aware of the fact that he was constantly moving in circles. This situation was very similar to the Wall-Hitting Ghost. No matter how one walked, they would always circle back to where they started.

If it was any other time, the scholar would have quickly discovered that he was circling around, but at this moment, under the extreme fear in his heart, he was basically running for his life. He only wanted to rush out of this damn illusion quickly, since the static illusion wasn't the most terrifying one, but the illusion under the control of the illusionist was the most terrifying one.

The scholar continued to run in a certain direction, not even leaving a single mark on his path. Like this, he would definitely not realize that he was actually running in circles.

Gongsun Ztian saw that the scholar had already run to the point where he was drenched in sweat, but he still didn't give up, and kept running. Seeing this scene, although Gongsun Zaitian felt admiration for his stubbornness and stupidity, it was a pity that his time was limited and he couldn't watch him run out of the marathon's world record, so he could only apologetically end the scholar's perseverance.

Of course, Gongsun Zaitian would not choose to persuade him verbally. The methods he used were direct and effective.

The scholar was still running for his life. He was also very tired, but compared to running for his life, this bit of fatigue was nothing. Thus, he did not care about anything else.

He didn't know how long he had been running for. As long as the poison in his body didn't take effect and he wasn't tired to the point of not being able to get up, he would just continue running forward.

Just as he was running with all his might, an earthen wall suddenly appeared in front of him. The wall was thick and solid, and the wall was rough and uneven, so when he appeared in front of the scholar, not only did it scare him, but it also made his body come into close contact with the wall. Even if the scholar wanted to stop, he could only watch as the scene of him knocking against the wall came out.

"Aiyo..." A cry of pain uncontrollably came out from the scholar's mouth.

When the scholar raised his head to look at the wall that had knocked him down, the wall had disappeared without a trace. There was no cover in front of him; it was still the thick fog of the forest.

"Looks like he's still not able to escape. He's already begun to attack! What a fucking monster! " The scholar muttered in his heart. He could not be bothered with the pain from the impact on his body. Gritting his teeth, he quickly got up, ready to defend himself!

illusionist's attacks were dazzling, all because their attacks were too strange, they did not have any pattern; too abstract, and it was impossible to predict; too abrupt, and hard to fathom. If she fell into an illusion set up by a senior illusionist, she would be like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, or a frog in warm water.

The scholar, on the other hand, was like a lamb and a frog. Even he himself felt a sense of despair spread through his entire body. At this moment, the scholar was thinking repeatedly. Just what could he do now? Surrender? He would have to reveal everything he knew, and there was no guarantee that Ye Xiao would actually let him go. If Ye Xiao did, Ye Xiao wouldn't need this noble young master to kill him.

If he chose not to surrender, then his understanding would be that he would die a violent death. Not to mention whether the other party will make a move, they will trap him in illusions and wait for him to die from the poison.

After the poison had spread to his body, it would cause a large area of his body to rot. Even if the organization managed to find his body, let alone recognize him, even if they did, they wouldn't be able to bring him back to life. That meant he was dead for sure.

The scholar continuously analyzed the pros and cons of these two choices. However, no matter what choice he made, he felt that this was not the best solution. The only fortunate thing was that the other party did not continue to use his methods!

"Are you in a contradiction right now?" A drifting voice appeared out of thin air and asked the scholar.

"Contradictory?" The scholar asked.

"How in the world are we supposed to survive this conflict?" That voice sounded again, and it sounded exceptionally certain.

"You ? How do you know? " The scholar was extremely surprised. After pondering for half a day, wasn't it to consider how to survive and how to live for a long time? However, he didn't say it out loud. He was just thinking, could the other party see through his heart?

"Don't be confused, don't hesitate. Everything you choose will lead you to your demise!" The voice sounded again, as mysterious as before, as if it had a certain charm to it, as if it had the air of a 'great being'.

"Can you guess what I'm thinking?" The scholar asked the question that puzzled him. If the other party really knew what he was thinking, then the secret that he wanted to keep would still be considered a secret. The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. Thus, the scholar found it hard to suppress this sort of emotion, and shouted out to the empty and empty space.

"I can't guess!" I don't care what you think now. "Anyway, you just don't have to choose to surrender!" He no longer had that ethereal voice from before. Instead, he had the feeling of a perverted and shameless hooligan as he spoke to the scholar.

"Why?" The scholar first let out a sigh of relief. It seemed like the other party wasn't as miraculous or as heaven-defying as he had imagined. However, this was also good. At least he didn't have to worry about keeping his secret anymore. However, the scholar was puzzled by the other party's words.

Usually, if someone was caught who was qualified to have access to the core information, wouldn't they force the other party to surrender and cooperate? Why did this fellow keep going in the opposite direction? He would rather not do what a normal person would do, he already had plans to surrender, but the other party refused to accept it. Furthermore, he even warned him not to surrender? Could it be that the person I'm dealing with is a lunatic?

"Because it's raining today!" The voice replied in a very reserved manner, but the answer was too incongruous. At the very least, the scholar didn't understand that his surrender had something to do with the rain and the cloudy sky.

"What does it have to do with the rain?" The scholar directly asked about another mystery in his heart!

"I don't like to go out in the rain, but you forced me to run away, so my mood was terrible. You have to take responsibility for this!" The voice bellowed somewhat angrily, as if it had suffered a great grievance in the past, but also as if it was venting the grief in its heart.

"..." These were the most ridiculous words that the scholar had ever heard. If he had the impulse to wipe his neck, then this would have happened in any case. If he wasn't in a good mood, he would take someone's life. If he wasn't in a good mood, he wouldn't let them surrender. This was too unreasonable. He wasn't even as overbearing as this.

Without giving the scholar any time to react, the scholar suddenly felt a sharp pain from the back of his body. It was the same feeling as when the extremely thin needle had pierced into his body. The scholar immediately turned around in alarm, but what greeted him was not the slender needles, but the drops of rain that fell naturally from the sky.

The scholar hurriedly wiped his hands behind his back. The area where his hands touched was wet, without a single trace of a needle.

"No?" "Then what was that stinging sensation just now?" The scholar muttered in his heart, but with his experience of being bitten by a snake and this strange illusion, the scholar did not dare to be careless. He found a trunk that was thicker than his own body, and placed his back against the tree trunk, so that he would not need to be afraid of sneak attacks.

The scholar, who still maintained his defensive posture, was very grateful for his intelligence. At the very least, under such circumstances, he would have no further worries. However, what he didn't notice was that a strange thing was silently approaching him.