mtl008 Chapter 246 You are so beautiful
Chapter 246 You are so beautiful
While Zuo Xiuyan was struggling with the pollution, he glanced at the entire scene.
Even the derivatives are divided into two camps.
One monster with male appearance will attack directly, while the other monster with female appearance will be devoured and then converted into the opponent's energy.
"Bring her here!" the king said, pointing to Zuo Xiuyan.
The two men dropped their pistols, each grabbed one of her arms and pulled her forward, and then let go when she was in front of the king. All the men looked at her with glee.
Zuo Xiuyan did not waste his energy to fight back. It was useless to resist the oppression brought by the derivative only with his body.
She was trying to break down the mental fluctuations being exerted on her body in her mind, just like the mask just now. As long as she could find the right energy flow path, she could destroy it in reverse and then get rid of it.
Soon, it will be fine.
The king looked at the woman who had led the chaos with disdain: "You don't want to put on makeup, right? What else can women do besides tinkering with makeup and dressing up?"
"You should just do what you are supposed to do. How dare you talk back and even take action? You should learn to be more womanly!"
The women around looked over with concern, and some even pushed their cosmetics over.
That was to persuade her to do it quickly, otherwise she would suffer and it would be very dangerous.
Someone else came over and wanted to help her tighten her corset.
They also wanted to help her.
But doesn’t this kind of help push people into a deeper abyss?
Become a powerless, delicate vase for people to admire.
Seeing that Zuo Xiuyan still didn't move, the king raised his voice a little: "If you can't recognize yourself, I will let you look in the mirror."
After hearing this, the other women became even more afraid, fearing that they would be the next one, so they stopped paying attention to her and started to dress themselves up instead.
Zuo Xiuyan shifted his gaze to the items on the table.
Then, he took the powder box bit by bit with great effort.
"Just dress up." The king's eyes were full of joy.
That is the satisfaction after someone surrenders, and that is the pride of seeing other people's behavior and reaffirming that you are not wrong.
"Bang!" The powder box hit him directly in the eye.
"Cough, cough!" The king covered his eyes and coughed violently.
The spirit that restrained the body weakened a little, and Zuo Xiuyan grabbed the lipstick and rushed over, knocking him to the ground, pulling out the lid and poking it hard into the eyes below.
The king opened his eyes in horror and quickly turned his head.
The lipstick tube passed across the side of his face, dug out a long layer of his flesh, and fell to the ground beside his ear.
"Ah!" He screamed, turned over and threw the person off.
As Zuo Xiuyan rolled over, her complicated hairstyle came undone, leaving her long hair draped over her shoulders. She quickly got up, twisted out her lipstick tube, and rushed over.
The wound on the king's face did not heal.
Sure enough, my guess was correct.
Since the cosmetics produced in this space can cause harm to female derivatives, they may also cause irreversible harm to male derivatives of the same origin.
The derivative was injured, and the spirit that suppressed itself was weakened a bit.
As the king stood up and drew the sword from his waist, Zuo Xiuyan knocked him down again and slashed his face with lipstick.
It was like a hoe being wielded recklessly to plow the land, leaving behind a series of irregular red marks.
The thick red wax began to seep into the king's flesh.
"Ahhhh!" The scream was even louder than just now.
Snap. The core broke.
There was fear in the king's eyes. He did not look at Zuo Xiuyan, but at the lipstick in her hand.
Some men are afraid of wearing makeup.
If they are involved in anything related to dressing, they will be extremely afraid and say:
"Why should a man dress like this? He doesn't look masculine. He looks like a woman."
They are well aware of the meaning behind it, so they dare not touch it.
Because they think it is a shackle that can deprive them of all courage and strength.
The king pushed and pulled Zuo Xiuyan again, but this time, she was not knocked over, she just fell backwards.
The opponent's strength has been weakened.
Zuo Xiuyan threw away her lipstick and stood up quickly.
The mental fluctuations have been cracked!
She grabbed the hem of her skirt with both hands, and her spirit attacked the clothes with a special rhythm, exerting her physical strength at the same time.
"Sizzle!" A big hole was torn on the hem of the skirt.
The mental strength that suppressed her body was instantly reduced by more than half, and she could move more vigorously!
She tore it and a strip of cloth was torn off.
The king took the opportunity to draw his sword and swung it.
Zuo Xiuyan dodged sideways, went around behind him, and grabbed him from the head down, strangling his neck tightly with a cloth strip.
The king's face turned red and he swung his sword backwards. Zuo Xiuyan dodged by grabbing the cloth with one hand and hit him in the waist with an elbow.
The king shrank back in pain.
Zuo Xiuyan hit his wrist with one hand.
"Ding-Dang!" His sword fell to the ground.
Zuo Xiuyan tied the cloth strip around his neck again, crossed it, and the cloth strip began to tighten automatically with the restraining power of the space itself.
The king made a grunting sound and raised his hand to grab the strip of cloth and was about to pull it off.
Zuo Xiuyan lunged forward, and the two of them bumped into the table, with things clanging and falling to the ground.
The two men wrestled and fell to the ground together.
She quickly pinned the king down, half-crouched with her right leg outside, and pinned the king with her left knee. She grabbed the king's head with both hands and slammed it hard to the ground.
Boom!Boom!Boom!
A quick, heavy crash, like a heavy drum.
Four, five, six...
"Ding Dong." The crown on his head fell off and rolled to the side.
Zuo Xiuyan pinched his mouth with one hand and opened it, and with the other hand he grabbed the powder puff box on the ground and knocked it on his mouth.
The powder fell down and all poured into the man's mouth.
"Cough, puff!" He coughed and sprayed out the powder.
The corrosion of the powder caused his mouth to begin to break inside and out, and blood oozed out.
"Choked?"
Zuo Xiuyan pressed the perfume bottle against his teeth again, and the rich liquid along with the glass fragments all fell into his mouth.
"Drink some water Shunshun."
The king's eyes widened, his mouth foaming with blood, and he swallowed everything.
His breath immediately weakened visibly, and he could no longer resist.
Zuo Xiuyan grabbed the king by the collar and dragged him towards the mirror.
He struggled, but nothing changed.
Under the dual effects of clothes and cosmetics, his muscles were gradually disappearing. He had no way to resist it, and even his skin was gradually becoming smooth and tender.
His mouth and throat had long been torn apart, and he could only make shrill and unclear hums.
In front of the mirror, Zuo Xiuyan threw the king to the ground like throwing cargo.
He was about to stand up while lying on his stomach, but Zuo Xiuyan squatted down, grabbed his not-so-short hair and threw it to the ground.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
He, who had once grabbed the woman's hair and dragged her, was now being grabbed by her hair and thrown to the ground, unable to resist.
His face was covered with blood, and even Zuo Xiuyan's hands were stained red.
The man in the mirror became paler, thinner, and weaker.
Zuo Xiuyan grabbed his hair and made him raise his head to face the mirror.
Praising:
"Look at you. You are really beautiful."