A car drove smoothly into the highway, and the sleeping centenarian suddenly woke up.
"Quack!"
He was obviously a human being, but he let out the cry of a frog.
The driver looked in the rearview mirror and worried, "Master, what's wrong with you?"
Sweat gradually dripped down Lu Fa's head, he looked around nervously, and then looked back at the traffic behind him.
"Master, what's the matter?" the driver asked, and he also became a little nervous, looking in the car mirror left and right, worried if the enemy was chasing him by car.
The driver also didn't know what enemies were chasing and killing the great Lord. The Lord was so great, how could someone punish him.
However, fanaticism made him lose his basic reflection ability, and he unilaterally believed in the great Professor Lu Fa, thinking that he is the god of the future, and he is still in the incubation period.
"It's okay, you concentrate on driving, I'll figure out a way." Lu Fa took a deep breath, temporarily calmed down his panic, and then told the driver not to panic.
"yes."
The driver withdrew his attention and focused on driving itself, leaving only part of his energy to observe possible enemy cars on both sides of the road.
Although Lu Fa calmed down, the cold sweat on his head could not be wiped away.
After wiping off the cold sweat, he broke out in a cold sweat after a while. He pulled out the paper towels in the carton again and again, and used up a pile of paper towels in half an hour.
The old man with big eyes looked back from time to time. Sometimes there was no car behind him, and sometimes there was a car left behind, so there was no faint sense of peeping.
"You can spy on me when you go out of town..." Lu Fa murmured in his heart, a little flustered.
He carved the statue all night, and only at night is the time when his own strength is strong, but after he carved it all night, he was so sleepy that he had to take a nap in the car. Unexpectedly, he took a rest and felt it in his dream To a faint sense of peeping.
At that time, he immediately woke up from the dream without any stagnation gap. After waking up, he quickly looked around, but he didn't see a suitable target.
But that familiar feeling of voyeurism can't be wrong, there must be something old peeping at him.
Damn, what is that!
Lu Fa's eyes were bloodshot. The eyes were big, but after the bloodshot eyes, his whole body became crazy.
The old skin has faintly changed, the wrinkles have gradually melted away, the rough skin has gradually become fine and smooth, and the head also faintly shows signs of swelling.
The driver sitting in the driver's seat trembled inwardly, and reminded aloud: "Master, this place is not safe, and it is not suitable for showing your true body."
The old driver is one of Professor Lu Fa's confidantes and an early frogman. He knows that it is not the time for the frog society to speak out.
Upon hearing this, Professor Lu Fa quickly put on his black priest's robe and hat, and said in a hoarse voice, "Get off the highway."
"What about the destination?" the old driver said.
"Turn to the inland lake, the nearest one."
Professor Lu Fa is already scared, and feels that the land is not safe at all.
For Washe, only those with water and land are safe.
Along the way, Lu Fa was in a state of nervousness, turning his head from time to time to see if there was anyone behind him.
…
Ralleyer.
"It's a pity, I can't punish you in my dream." Kemen murmured in his heart.
If this extremely dangerous person could be beheaded in a dream, the people of Jinlizhou would surely be able to sleep more peacefully.
Kemmon is not a particularly virginal character, nor is he so selfish that he only thinks about himself.
For his own country, Kemon sincerely hopes that it will thrive instead of falling into chaotic order.
"If there is no way to sanction, then change another target..." Kemon turned to think of another existence.
The existence behind the radio once gave Kemon an extremely dangerous feeling, and he could not use human body to sense.
It seems that as long as you have synaesthesia, you will be discovered by the other party.
At that time, Kemen didn't further synaesthete in reality, for fear of being noticed by that hidden existence.
Now Kermon is in the form of an evil god. When he was synesthesizing with the old frog, even the old frog didn't notice the existence of Kermon. It feels like there is no big problem with the existence of the person behind the radio.
Let's give it a try, maybe the person behind the radio is not in Blue Star, but outside of Blue Star.
If it is outside of Blue Star and weaker than Kemon, then a wave of cross-border sanctions will be imposed.
Then Kermon began to recall the whispering voice from the radio in his mind. The voice was full of chaos, which made people feel world-weary, and desperately wanted to be anti-social and anti-human.
Kermon was already tired of listening to the wool, and almost knew it by heart.
In addition, I tried once in human form before, and after regaining my feeling this time, I went back to the road I didn't finish last time, recalling the voice while building an image of the other party in my mind.
The vague image gradually took shape, and the lower body seems to have many tentacles, which fits the positioning of Yingliu members very well.
Kemeng once saw Mi Jingyun's shadow suddenly pulling out a few tentacles to attack him. It can be seen that the shadow stream members are no longer pure people, but monsters with tentacles, but they usually hide well.
"Tentacles, the main body of the frogman Professor Lu Fa also has tentacles, and they have something in common. Well, why is this?" Kemon reflected, while further simulating the shape behind the radio.
Not long after, the shape of the upper body also appeared, the waist was a bit thin, and the mysterious parts above the waist quietly bulged, and above that were the collarbone, neck, and head.
The strange thing is that there is no fixed number of that person's face.
Is it faceless
Kermon simulated for a while longer, feeling really shameless.
Shadow stream people really don't need a face, they can change a face as long as they change one person.
A person has thousands of faces, as long as they continue to change, it doesn't matter what the original face looks like. In theory, unlimited faces can be changed.
"There is no face." Kemen frowned, seeing the darkness.
There is no light around this person, and he lives in a completely black environment.
There is only the shape of the body, no color, and her current form is a free shadow without a carrier.
The information carried by the radio does not contain her face information, which is already the upper limit of synaesthesia.
It can only be said that it is indeed a secret existence. In terms of secrecy, it is better than Professor Lu Fa.
It was also at the same time that Kemen was peeping at the other party, the faceless man in the darkness suddenly moved.
Without any warning, just swimming in the dark.
It's panic, doubt, and confusion.
It was as if a soul that had been sleeping for a long time was suddenly awakened.
As she woke up, Kemen gradually felt that the other party possessed a certain amount of power.
How can I say this kind of power? It's too far apart, so it's hard to evaluate it.
Anyway, it's not the power of the evil god level, but the feeling similar to the black ghost, but she doesn't have the thick feeling of the black ghost, not even the 999-level seafood.
But Kermon had a hunch that if left unchecked, she could grow to the point of a black wraith.
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