Beast Maiden Era: My Beast Maiden Review Guide

Chapter 65 [His Mind Communication] and [Daydreaming]

"This time too?"

Prajna turned back to look at Madam Black, who nodded slightly.

"Yes, Night Travel God once again took the initiative to cancel [daydream]"

"No, why? What exactly did the two of them say in the dream? Madam Black, can you hear it?"

"Unfortunately, my characteristic [telepathy] is not yet capable of reading the voices of people in deep dreams. In addition, it's not that I can't speak, I just heard too much and have nothing to say."

Madam Black withdrew her gaze from Rakshasa and looked at Yeyoushen again.

"His heart told me he was at a loss"

"Anyone would be confused by this situation."

Prajna sighed softly, looking at the time that was passing by, he was basically sure that Night Travel God lost this duel.

As the fifteen-minute countdown ended, it was clear that Lin Yiyue successfully passed the second round of assessment.

But no one knows how to pass the test. Just like the scene with Zhou Liangcai and Rakshasa, the two just stood on the ring and stared at each other for fifteen minutes, and then the test was over.

Some people have even begun to suspect that the Evil Ghost Team is openly giving special treatment to the students of Tianhe College and Tianshuang College. Otherwise, why would they seem to win so easily?

In response, Madam Black just laughed scornfully.

This is the disadvantage of [His Mind Communication], she will always uncontrollably hear other people's voices, the most evil and disgusting thoughts in human nature that she cannot speak out, she has heard too many too much.

Perhaps it was because of hearing too much evil that Madam Black became silent.

She was unable, or unwilling, to say anything more.

Looking at Ye Youshen returning to the camp, Madam Black stood up and gently held Ye Youshen in her arms.

"You are already great, but that girl's characteristics just restrain you."

"I understand, don't be sad, I'm still here."

Seeing this scene, Prajna sighed softly, unwilling to say anything harsh at all.

If Houtu is Prajna's most trusted partner in the evil ghost team, then Yeyoushen and Black Lady must be the two people Prajna loves most.

As his thoughts surged, Prajna recalled the first time he saw Night Traveler and Madam Black.

The girl who witnessed the evil of human nature chose to wrap herself up in a thick cocoon to isolate herself from the outside world. However, she accidentally bumped into such a man who was also covered in bruises. She was obviously tortured by the world, but that boy's Inside, it is so warm and beautiful.

Ye Youshen, who couldn't learn to speak or how to express himself, just happened to meet the Black Lady who was just as clumsy as him and didn't know how to protect herself.

She was his mouth before he learned to express himself.

Before she learns to protect herself and ignore those ugly thoughts, he will weave soft dreams for her and accompany her to sleep.

If Prajna hadn't brought them out from that dark place, they might have been able to endure fear and hunger in this life, snuggling away in some unknown corner.

"Yeyoushen, have a good rest. The captain doesn't blame you. You are already great."

"Captain, Yeyoushen says thank you."

Hearing this, Prajna nodded slightly, turned around and kicked Rakshasa on the butt.

"Get on stage! It's your turn next time! If you lose again, you're dead!"

"Damn! Do you want to target me like this, captain? I have tried my best, right? The key point is that that boy Zhou Liangcai is too perverted!"

"I don't care. Anyway, if you lose another match, I will spar with you personally, with full firepower."

"Don't! I just want to win, no matter what, come on! Who is the next person? See if I pick you up!"

Polite Feng Yi: "You!"

No, why are you so serious when you come here? That's not the case for you, is it?

I just want to have fun. If I can survive fifteen minutes, I'm lucky. If I can't, forget it. I don't intend to get bruised like Cheng Tianfu for a test!

Feng Yi walked onto the ring with a sigh, a look of misfortune on his face.

He, who was not outstanding in strength, met a chicken-blooded Rakshasa, and the outcome was obvious.

Feng Yi couldn't even hold on for three minutes before he was thrown off the ring by Rakshasa, armed with all his weapons.

"You see, captain? I'm still very reliable!"

Feng Yi: "."

The world is isolated and I let him ridicule me.

Damn it, do you want to consider my feelings?

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuusuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuusuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuusuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuusuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuusuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuusha, eldest sister, he is bullying others!"

"Okay, don't cry. If you lose, you lose. Anyway, didn't you think you would lose from the beginning?"

"That being said, you have to give it a try, right?"

Feng Yi patted his butt and stood up, saying helplessly: "Both Tianfu and Zhou Liangcai won, but I was the one who slipped up. I can't explain it. Oh, I should have given up in the first round. It's embarrassing."

Okay, I'm still a little reluctant.

Anyway, I am not outstanding in all aspects, my strength is so-so, my grades are so-so, and my IQ is so-so. It is not surprising that this kind of person loses.

But what if you win?

Feng Yi raised his head and looked at Rakshasa, who was laughing loudly on the stage, with a flash of envy in his eyes.

"What if I win?"

It's a pity that when the next assessment begins, there are no ifs. If he loses, he loses. He has lost the qualification to become a member of the special team.

In the next few games, as expected, the Evil Ghost Team won an overwhelming victory. Except for Wen Ya, who relied on her ghostly speed to hold on for fifteen minutes in the hands of Po Meng, they all lost.

At this point, only the last three students from the four colleges have not yet taken the assessment.

Perhaps it was intentional, but the only three people left were the only three who chose Prajna as their opponent.

"It's my turn to play next."

Prajna stood up and pressed his fingers gently, making a crisp sound.

"Bai Yi, Luo Ling or Kong Chen, who among the three of you will come first? Or you can just come together. Anyway, the outcome will be fine. After all, I am ridiculously strong."

"You're too confident, captain. What if we lose? That would be a shame. Let's do it one by one."

Asura suddenly said such a sentence, which immediately made Prajna's face darken.

"What the hell, can you speak? No matter what the final result is, can you lose with that momentum? I'll be sparring with Houtu later, and you'll get an extra hour!"

"I know, Captain."

"Hahahaha! You deserve it for being so mean-mouthed!"

"Rakshasa also adds."

"???"

Rakshasa's laughter stopped suddenly, followed by Asura's wanton downward gesture.

"You're not the captain, why are you? I'm not a bitch, I definitely believe you can win!"

"You bullied Madam Hei just now, and now I'm going to punish you. Do you have any objections?"

"No, I'll add it, just add it."

What can I do?

Who made Night Walker and Madam Noir the treasures of their evil ghost team?

(End of chapter)