I rushed out of the sweat of a brain, but Christina did not respond, I just called the throat is useless.

I tried to move in space and found myself in the state of the soul now, and it was only my soul that was caught in that space.

Moving is convenient, as long as the mind moves, you can float up, but so floating around, did not touch the edge of this space.

This space may be similar to the scope of Christina's yin in reality, or it may be another form of composition, I am like a person on a treadmill, can run like crazy, but there is no end in front.

In such a space, I can’t perceive the change in time, which makes me even more anxious.

It may have been two or three days or more.There may have been a lot of changes.

When I think of this, I am annoyed.

What Christina wanted to do, I guessed.She was far more insane than the ghost kings.The impact of what she has done will also be greater than that of any ghost king.

What I said to Christina was not a momentary potence.If she really agrees, I will definitely convince Wu Ling to help Christina make a doll.

Wu Ling used dolls to help ghosts to form, talk to people, to give Christina a body, let her sing, it should not be difficult.

Even if there are difficulties, you can find a way to overcome them.

We can accept the existence of Han Yun, cooperate with Han Yun, and have no influence.

If she did, as she herself said, she had no malice and only wanted to sing, all was well discussed.

I crouched in the void, looking up like Christina at the unchanging void.

What to do now?

Wu Ling, they were outside, could they stop Christina?

I held out my hand.

The hand touched nothing.

I still released my ability.

The power poured out, fell into the void, and did not splash a little water.

It is not useful...

I used more power.

The force surging out, but without a target, it dissipated in the air.

I watched for a moment and found that nothing had changed in the void.

I exhaled, thinking silently about Ye Qing.

Ye Qing should be nearby.

When I was at thyny, I felt his nipple.

If he were here, would he be able to break this void?

I closed my eyes for a long time and did not feel the yin of Ye Qing.

No . . .

Have to find another way.

Find someone to enter a dream...

The kid who broke the scene?I tried to remember, but I couldn’t remember the name of the child mentioned in the file, what it looked like.

The child was not mentioned in the public news reports.Christina's murder is nothing more than rumors that the police have classified the case as an accident, and Christina's company and her agent have unified their mouths.

Christina may not even know how she died.

I thought about it, opened my eyes, opened my voice and shouted, “Hey, you want to know how you died?”The scene was no accident!Someone killed you!Really!”

I need some changes here.

Even if Christina, because I have become a devil, and she wants revenge, it is better than I can do it now.

If she changed her goal to murder, it would be a turning point in the situation and turning the crisis.

I shouted a few times, and the void remained unchanged.

I touched my chest.

Christina’s sign on me should still be there, but I didn’t hear any more songs.

What's going on outside?

I screamed and screamed, but I didn’t move.

“Really!Your agent knows it too!He should be alive!That Neal!It doesn't matter if he's dead, now all the ghosts should be on earth.You will surely find him!“Hello!”

No, she didn’t believe me, she wasn’t interested in it at all.

The trouble...

I dropped the plan and remembered the Neal I just mentioned.

I have an impression of this man, Christina’s agent.Christina mentioned the name several times.

For the sake of Gumou, Ye Qing also threatened the broker.

He should be old, perhaps, as I said, now dead and ghosted.

It doesn’t matter if you become a ghost.Becoming a ghost is fine.The only object of the dream can be the dead.

I closed my eyes and thought about Neal.

I remember seeing what that person looked like in the archives.To be sure, I heard his voice.

And while I was possessed by Christina, I saw him when I was young.I remember that face clearly.

Could it be useful?

No, it has to be useful.

Thinking of that person’s appearance, I felt the power in my body moving.

It is somewhat similar when using the ability to reverse time.

I am using the ability, but, is using another ability, the ability to dream.

Come on.

It's almost.

I gritted my teeth and felt the power to pull myself.

You should go back to the old time.

Back to the past...

Back to the time of Christina's death...

At that time...

I heard the song again.

Listening to the sound is the live singing, but the sound equipment seems to be a bit rudimentary.

It must be this time!

I opened my eyes and saw the stage.

I was on stage and I could only see a little bit of a curtain.

I didn’t see Christina, but her song came.The corner of the stage is also familiar.

My soul floated out.

The ability is not affected by Christina and is functioning normally.

Great!

I was so happy that I rushed to the stage.

The stage is empty.

The song continues, but there is no one on the stage.

I was surprised to see the curtain behind the stage.

It is a curtain, not a dark void.

Capacity is not affected.

Christina’s voice was near, but she couldn’t see anyone.

The audience, the agent, are there.It is the person who has no center stage and focus on people.

I held out my hand and touched nothing.

I look at my own hands.

Even if that doesn't work?

Did Christina completely suppress my ability?

I thought of Ye Qing.

“Don’t you want to die?”I asked, “I can change your death now.”Christina.I can bring you back to life.No accident, you can continue to sing.When we officially see each other, you will be a music day after the day, not old legends, as you say, can be my grandmother.“Christine!”

I heard the song.

In the original song, there was another song.

I touched my chest.

This time, the song came from the heart and sounded directly in the ear.

The scene in front of me changed, and I returned to the empty space.

The song continues.

On all sides, there was singing.

I was in a strange atmosphere, shrouded in singing.

My body trembled, my face should be very ugly, and I was not intoxicated by this beautiful voice.

“It started... didn’t stop... this...” I muttered.

The soul suddenly fell, the void disappeared, and I was lying on the bed of the hotel.

The singing continues.

I looked around.In the room, Wu Ling was all there.

Wu Ling and Liu Miao looked heavy, and Guo Yujie was dazed.

“Lynch.You...” Guo Yujie found me first.

I sat up and asked weakly, “How far, how big?”

Wu Ling and Liu Miao did not answer.

The voice of the South sounded.

I found Wu Ling's hand-handshake machine.

“From the news on the Internet, probably everyone in the world has heard it.”The South Side announced in a loud voice.