The moving syllables that escaped from between Gu Qiqi's lips and teeth were not the language of the empire, nor was it the language of any other country in country S.
It's like casting a spell, more like singing.
The crisp and pleasant syllables, if they have substance, drifted away from the air.
Xiaotuanzi was fascinated by hearing it, and couldn't help poking her head out from behind Gu Qiqi: "Miss, listen carefully."
Kumbu sneered: "There is nothing to be afraid of children's tricks."
His eyes became even more ruthless, and the eagle claws were swift and fierce, straight for Gu Qiqi's face
Gu Qiqi didn't even blink her eyes, this time, she didn't even bother to move.
Just standing there so calmly, chanting notes that no one can understand indifferently.
Doesn't appear to have any attack power.
But for an instant, Kumbu's swift attack slowed down.
Kumbu's ruthlessness, which was clearly a sure hit, turned into a slow motion like an old lady scratching an itch, which seemed a bit ridiculous.
He was startled.
Immediately, he puffed out his cheeks and gained a little more strength.
However, that sense of stagnation was a little heavier.
It was as if there were countless arms in mid-air, pulling his claws desperately, making it difficult for him to move forward at all.
what happened
Kunbu looked around in horror.
But there is no one, nothing but air.
Under the dim light, there was only his own shadow, and the inconspicuous turtle-like "little bug" in the corner, which turned from gold to light green at some point
The slight change of the little dirty turtle didn't make Kumbu pay attention for a second.
Soon, he turned his eyes elsewhere, and continued to search for the culprit who hindered him from exerting his power: "You found a helper who was sent by the palace."
As he questioned, he asked himself and answered: "It's impossible that Gong Jue has already been transferred to Hanbeiling by me. It's a hundred and eight thousand miles away from here. It takes half a day to fly back and forth. When he comes back, you have already been skinned by the old man. It is absolutely impossible for the Lord of the Exhibition to come to rescue you and say, what the hell are you doing?"
Gu Qiqi ignored him at all, but continued to sing.
Her voice is getting more and more skilled, elegant and rhythmic.
The indifferent voice is becoming more and more passionate and sharp
As her tone changed, Kumbu felt the difference immediately.
Those invisible forces pulling him also became fierce.
Not only could his eagle claws be unable to be used, unexpectedly, they were forcefully distorted in mid-air
"ah"
There was a scream.
One of his little fingers was actually broken off abruptly.
But there was nothing in the air, no enemy, no weapon touched him, and he lost his finger
But the pain is real, and the attack is real.
What the hell is going on? Is it really a hell
Kunbu's hair was terrified, cold sweat began to break out on the back of his neck.
As Gu Qiqi's singing changed, Kumbu's fingers broke off one by one. He was like a poor broken puppet, accepting the judgment of his master, without the power to resist.
"What the hell did you summon Gu Qiqi, are you a human or a ghost?" Kunbu started backing away in horror.
Those who know current affairs are Junjie, and he wants to escape.
It doesn't matter if you can't kill Gu Qiqi today, as long as you keep the green hills there, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood, and it will be fine if he makes a comeback next time
However, the next second, he stumbled
The whole person rushing forward is really rushing.
Gu Qiqi stopped singing.
He was overjoyed, thinking that Gu Qiqi's weird attack was finally exhausted, and wanted to take the opportunity to get up.