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31. Chapter 31 Huang Yifan is messy in the wind(2/2)

Under his own level of mental coercion, it is impossible for this little guy to tell lies.

Whenever this kid shows any signs of being in a bad mood, stop immediately. His identity must not be revealed, but his special reward can be canceled logically: Your mind is not right, and the enemy and I are unclear. With such a character, the reward will be suspended. Study hard and observe.

After Effects.

You can't really be an enemy, right?

If you know clearly that this is a disciple of Yixinshen Cult, just because he is strong in martial arts and can defeat the heroes, you should reward him with all the good things from your martial arts academy?

Wouldn't that be frustrating to death?

"Learning martial arts is for protection." Fang Che closed his eyes, locked the Five Spirit Gu with the immeasurable true spirit, and answered according to his heart.

Then he fell into mental chaos under the mental pressure of the other party.

"Who to protect?"

"Protect your parents, protect your family, protect your wife and children, protect your friends, protect your brothers, protect your home."

"What else?"

"Protect the mainland! Protect peace! Protect justice! Protect kindness!"

Huang Yifan couldn't help but his mental pressure fluctuated.

What the hell!

Even more standard than the standard answer!

But are these the words you should say?

Shouldn't you say that justice should be killed and kindness eliminated?

Are you so tough, you little devil?

The Soul Purification Technique is only a slight purification, but it can never achieve such a complete change. If it is really a devil, a mere Soul Purification Technique will not be enough. It will even add fuel to the fire!

Quite stubborn!

Huang Yifan slightly increased his mental pressure.

Fang Che's current mental strength could not withstand Huang Yifan's mental pressure. He sat down on the ground and turned pale.

In an instant, my mind went blank, and I lost all ability to think.

Huang Yifan waved his hand and asked the prisoner to leave.

The prison guard was confused and said: "Chief, this kid is not bad. Don't hurt his roots."

"I know."

The prison is out.

Then he discovered that a soundproof barrier was immediately installed inside. He couldn't help but widen his eyes and murmured: "With such high treatment, is this the illegitimate son of the deputy mountain chief?"

in.

"What do you think should be done with the Only One Orthodox Church?" Huang Yifan asked.

"When... all the swords and swords are used, kill them all!" Fang Che said through gritted teeth.

"hiss……"

Huang Yifan took a breath of air.

Too determined.

He couldn't help but grab a strand of his beard with his hand.

Pulled hard.

It hurts a little.

I'm not dreaming.

This is ten times the mental pressure.

If the pressure continues to increase, this kid will become an idiot.

Under this kind of pressure, even I couldn't tell any lies, and there was no possibility of thinking at all.

What's going on?

"Then do you think you are a solipsistic person?" Huang Yifan continued to press, and finally asked this question.

I don’t believe it anymore. This kid is only seventeen years old, how can he survive like that?

Even a 170-year-old guy can’t stand it!

"no!"

Fang Che was categorical.

"Are you the one who teaches Yixin?"

"no!"

"Are you from the Night Demon Cult?"

"no!"

"Are you from the Celestial Cult?"

"no!"

"..."

"Are you a solipsistic person?"

"no!"

"What is your purpose in going to Baiyun Martial Arts Academy?"

"Learn martial arts, and in the future kill those who only believe in my true religion."

"Who are you?!"

"I am...I am the guardian..."

Fang Che couldn't bear it and fainted.

All seven orifices were bloodshot at the same time, and the description was grim.

On the seat opposite.

Huang Yifan sat blankly.

There was doubt in his eyes about life.

Just now, Fang Che's mind went blank under pressure and he could only answer instinctively. He could clearly see that in this situation, it was impossible for a god to fake it.

Huang Yifan touched his head, grabbed his beard, and shook it.

Come down a wisp.

"Fuck...it hurts so much!" Huang Yifan raised his hand, looked at the streak of white beard in his hand, and grinned.

“What the hell is going on?!”

"He is obviously a good boy! What news did that idiot send me?!"

It was the first time Huang Yifan encountered this kind of thing, and he was immediately thrown into confusion in the wind.

What went wrong?

…………
Chapter completed!
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