She tried to stand up straight to get rid of this fatigue and make the prayer syllables clearer, so as not to be offended by her state.
The flickering candlelight seems to be getting more and more erratic, pulling her shadow like a slender ghost.
The crow outside the window gradually disintegrated her clear will like a lullaby.
gradually
During the original prayer, the female bishop never closed her heavy eyelids.
After a deep sleep, Bonneville felt suddenly "awake". Her consciousness became clear and she could feel that she seemed to be deeply immersed in a dream, but she could not get rid of it and let her consciousness take over her heavy body.
Everything around is very strange, and the painting style is real and distorted.
Bonneville saw that he worshipped a bishop and fell into depravity, and then the depravity screamed and struggled, and the fried flesh and blood changed into one by one. He loved fudge and bounced around.
A fudge fell into her hand, just like seeing a horrified monster. The fudge trembled and exclaimed, "Don’t eat me!"! ！”
"I …"
Bonneville hasn’t answered yet, and the environment around her is endless and distorted.
The fudge in my hand disappeared and was replaced by a silver prayer instrument.
It’s full of fog around, and there seems to be weird faces twisted and screaming in the depths of the fog
"Gung …"
“@#￥……”
In the distance, a familiar but never heard syllable trills like a group of frogs whispering.
Bonneville seemed to notice something. She looked down and found that her feet seemed to be stepping on a continent and familiar with it.
When you want to carefully observe the mood rising, the continent will keep drawing closer.
In the end, Bonneville saw his church from a strange perspective … and fell asleep in the church.
She looked up and saw a mysterious god with a slowly changing shape appearing above her head!
At first glance, Bonneville was so frightened that he knelt down and put the silver utensils on his chest and said, "Praise the gods as mysterious as you …"
"Gung …"
“#￥%……”
To tell the truth, Tang Chuan is a little ashamed.
Knead yourself into a tentacle monster, even if you have to bark like a frog
It’s all because they are one, two, three, and their syllables are really too strange and weird, and now they all feel uncomfortable.
However, the believers themselves can bear it.
Chapter 97 Kuka forever
"You! ！”
Lope, a small room, looked at herself with a face of disbelief. She just looked at herself with a cold face.
His body plunged into rigidity and fear, and the original beautiful body made him unable to stop shivering.
Slave collar
Functional particle protection
Can’t afford to finish!
He has no idea how he is controlled!
Is it just that this woman touched her face just now?
It’s ridiculous that she is still emotional. I didn’t expect this creature to be beyond my imagination!
Otherwise, several protections can’t be without any resistance!
Lopez wanted to scream for help and let the guards outside the door come in to save himself.
However, the will seems to be out of my control, and I am generally stuck in stagnation. I can only pronounce some simple syllables.
There seems to be something hard to resist occupying the sea of your own consciousness!
Lope has lost facial control and has eyes to express his emotions like facial paralysis!
"Leave me alone and I’ll let you go …"
The conjoined body smiled, dressed and held hands, walked up to Lopez and looked at him. "If you were weak, you would have been unconscious for a long time. It’s also your own fault. There are so many people in Noah’s area. Who let you offend him?"
Lopez naturally knew that the United Nations said it was Tang Chuan.