She has hundreds of thousands of supernatural powers, but she always says she is weak.

Chapter 243 I asked you to open the door

Zuo Xiuyan’s moving figure was too obvious.

Everyone looked up in surprise. She actually came out?

Especially the awakened ones in the bureau, they couldn't help but feel a little happy. It would be more powerful if our own people came out! This also means that there is a way to pass!

The enemy looked a little anxious.

But what is this method?

The people who were close to her just now tried to recall what she had done, but they only saw that she pressed the mask, and other details were not clear.

For those who are far away, it is difficult enough just to fight against the derivatives, so they don't have time to observe other people.

Zuo Xiuyan raised his bracelet and typed a short message to send to the team.

However, the send prompt kept going in circles and finally displayed a red exclamation mark.

The signal is blocked and cannot be sent.

She immediately walked to the space next to her and said to her team members, "Cut off the connection mentally while changing the direction of the energy and cover it with your own mind."

The team member frowned, pointed at his ears with difficulty, and shook his head.

It seems that I can't hear it.

Zuo Xiuyan looked around. Before, only faint sounds could be heard in the space, and they were the screams made when someone died. They were so intense that they could only be heard vaguely.

The sound of my own voice would probably be blocked.

This is too much trouble.

She immediately walked towards Sun Mu's position, where Lan Diao and Cheng Li were not far away.

Zuo Xiuyan stood in a position where the three of them could see her, and when they looked over, she immediately raised her two hands, clasped them together in a spherical shape, and then turned them upside down.

Then, he put two fingers together, tapped his face twice, then put his fingers on his upright left palm, and slid them along the palm forward pointing towards the door.

The three of them nodded one after another while fighting the monster.

Sun Mu grinned, and after a few seconds, he pulled off the mask.

The mask did not represent her appearance, but the monster's original form, which was just fixed and no longer changed.

She grabbed it and smashed it hard into the gap above the groove.

"Boom!"

It was clearly just his body, but it was like a huge hammer hitting the door, leaving cracks on it.

She didn't stop moving.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The door sank a little bit.

She smashed a new groove on his face.

Click!

The door opened.

Sun Mu threw the mask to the ground and crushed it with his foot.

She walked out.

Zuo Xiuyan was a little surprised and smiled slightly.

Sun Mu also injected energy into the mask. As long as he could achieve the result of connecting energy and the door, the methods could naturally be varied.

If your philosophy is very similar to this: If you don’t agree with the content of the rules, then modify the content.

Sun Mu is like this: I don’t care what the rules are, I have to do what I say, no matter what the rules are. He is violent and domineering.

Sun Mu walked over to her and saw her open her mouth, but Zuo Xiuyan only heard a vague sound.

Is it...

Zuo Xiuyan immediately raised his hand to touch it, but it passed through her body.

Sun Mu looked down and found something wrong. He tentatively grabbed it and also passed through.

Although the two can see each other, it's like they are in another space and cannot completely merge.

The only way to know what the situation is is to continue walking forward.

At this time, Lan Diao and Cheng Li created faces that roughly resembled their own and appeared.

With a few people taking the lead, people nearby were inspired.

However, not everyone knows exactly what they look like, and the shape they are molded into is hard to describe.

In fact, the faces people see the most are other people's faces. What they themselves look like is just a vague concept.

In the end, most of them came out, except for those who had died before and those who had not yet survived the mental pollution.

Moreover, because of Zuo Xiuyan's gesture guidance, the number of people who survived in the bureau far exceeded that of the enemy.

Spaces are collapsing one after another, and all alternative criteria are ultimately illusory and no longer needed by anyone.

Seeing that their teammates were safe, the four of them headed forward together along their respective passages.

The others quickly quickened their pace and caught up.

Along the way, the corridor was dark and there was nothing special to see, and the figures around gradually disappeared.

The more she walked, the more Zuo Xiuyan felt her chest, waist and abdomen tightening, making it difficult for her to breathe.

She felt her toes pushing forward, and even felt the soles of her feet were a little tired, making it a little uncomfortable to walk.

My face felt like it was covered with something, causing dryness and discomfort.

A slightly pungent fragrance kept rising, sweet with a hint of alcohol.

So many changes happened in just a moment.

Zuo Xiuyan immediately reached out and touched his body. It was no longer the smooth texture brought by the combat uniform, but a kind of complicated fabric with a large circle.

Soon, a bright light appeared at the end.

Zuo Xiuyan walked in, and what he saw was the same hall again.

But at this time, the hall was brightly lit, the originally dark chandelier above the head was now completely lit, the wall lamps on the stone wall also emitted a bright light, and the oil painting was no longer visible.

There were various round dining tables all around, with various exquisite decorations on them and flickering candlelight. Only the central area was left with an empty space.

Compared with the darkness just now, this seems more elegant and warm.

If there was any change, it was that there were several more open doors on the walls of the hall.

"Da da."

A woman came out of a door in the distance.

She was dressed like a Western noble lady, gorgeous and dignified, as if the character in the painting had come true.

Her hair was tied up in a very complicated style, she wore heavy makeup, even a little pale, and a pearl necklace around her neck. She was wearing an extremely fitted floor-length dress with exquisite embroidery.

Although I can't see what she's wearing on her feet, the sound of her walking sounds like high heels.

Zuo Xiuyan was about to attack when he suddenly found another woman coming out of another door.

The two look exactly the same, their facial features seem to be carved from the same mold, and even their makeup, clothing, and jewelry are exactly the same.

Just when Zuo Xiuyan thought that the monsters had doubled in number, the man looked over with a panicked expression on his face. Then the two women looked back at each other, becoming even more terrified, and both stepped back.

They each raised their hands, obviously ready to attack, but their movements were not consistent.

"Da da!"

"Da da!"

More footsteps were heard, and one woman after another came out from various doors.

At this moment, the woman who had already walked out became even more terrified. Everyone ran towards the center, kept their distance, looked around and were on guard against each other.

It was like being in a puppet factory, with dozens of identical faces and clothing, a creepy atmosphere and a rich aroma filling the hall.

Zuo Xiuyan knew without looking in the mirror that she must have become like this.