Lin Zichen glanced at her without speaking.

His eyes fell faintly on the body of the man in black on the ground.

She would rather take a look, with an unhappy look on her face: "Hey! Long Chen, why don't you speak? Do you know that you disrespect others like this?"

Lin Zichen said: "What do you want me to say?"

She would rather be speechless, saying: "The last sentence is my problem. Is it weird that I don't practice magic?"

"Not surprising!" Lin Zichen said, he squatted on the ground and used his spiritual power to tore open some of the clothes on the man's body, but the blood on the wounds of those in black was black.

Lin Zichen's eyebrows were instantly locked, their blood turned out to be black.

So, they were dead before they came, or are they poisonous in their bodies?

They only have the breath of the charm, who they are, can freely control them.

Rather, Xin Kexin stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and tore a bit of the clothes on the man in black.

Lin Zichen watched her movements, frowned, and pressed his lips tightly without speaking.

Rather than looking at it for a while, a light blue aura suddenly appeared in the white and slender hands.

Lin Zichen was surprised when he saw it.

This is……

Why is her spiritual power blue?

Lin Zichen instantly became interested in Ning Kexin's identity.

Spiritual power is blue, and he saw it for the first time.

Because of her special status, the mother will have silver gold and red auras. That is because she is a goddess. Red is the original color of her practice, but she can only practice spiritual power, so silver and gold are generally used. Red is rarely used. .

Rather, Xin Kexin spoke suddenly and said: "My lord, look at them, there is a rune of suppression on their chests."

Lin Zichen lowered his head, and sure enough, under her blue light, a strange suppression picture appeared.

Ning Kexin said: "They weren't dead in the first place. It was these repressive pictures that shocked their minds. They don't know the pain, but they can feel the changes in their surroundings and mood swings are still there."

Lin Zichen took a closer look at the pattern on the suppression map. He frowned. This pattern was the meteorite Honglian.

How can it be?

They only killed Fenghua last night. Who created this suppression map with the meteorite Honglian?

Lin Zichen looked at her and asked, "How do you know he has a suppressive picture in his body?"

She would rather look up at him and smile triumphantly.

Lin Zichen looked at her indifferently.

She lost half of her pride in an instant, and she took the opportunity to make a request: "My lord, I will tell you one thing you promised me."

Lin Zichen turned around and left when he heard it.

As he turned around, a raging fire suddenly ignited on the two corpses, as did the other eight, which instantly turned to ashes under the firelight.

I would rather take a look, and then walk over, this temper is really uncertain, even a bit annoying.

"Hey! Long Chen, will someone like you have a woman who likes you?" He was the most difficult person she had ever met since she was a child.

Lin Zichen didn't speak, but strode forward.

Rather than looking at his back, Kexin could only follow him helplessly.

She trot to his side and said: "You walk slowly, you are a man, and you must know how to pity Xiangxiyu. No matter how I put it, I am also a beautiful lady, who has suffered such a pain."

When Lin Zichen heard this, instead of slowing down, he walked faster.

"Ah..." Rather than crying with a small face, how could this person be more difficult to serve than Sikong Yan?

Worthy of being indifferent, ruthless and frosty.

She caught up with him and said, "Okay, OK, can I tell you that? My spiritual power is very pure, and my soul charm is cultivated. That's why I can know that he has a suppression map in his body."

"Panmei?" Lin Zichen stopped in an instant and looked at her in surprise.

"What technique is this?" He hadn't even heard of it.

All the elders told him the techniques they knew. He picked up what he needed to learn, but he had never heard of such techniques.

"Yes, this is what my mother told me to learn. Only people with a particularly kind and innocent mind can learn Pangmei. My mother said that I am very suitable for cultivation, so she gave me this technique.

But I'm not a person who likes cultivation very much, and it hurts when I think of cultivation.

As soon as I sit down, I feel uncomfortable all over.

Because my spiritual power has not made much progress, my enchanting spiritual power is also a monk halfway through, and some even give up halfway.

This technique is too difficult to practice. If it weren't for being forced to learn by my mother with a stick all day long, I'm afraid I don't even have the ability to protect myself. "

Lin Zichen said: "Do you have the ability to protect yourself now?" She didn't even notice the danger approaching and being very close to her.

He would rather Xin listen to it, with embarrassment on his face, wishing to find a hole in the ground.

"No!" She whispered, even more utterly complacent.

Lin Zichen looked at her sideways, "It's getting dark, Ben Jun will send you back first."

"Okay, my father and mother are also anxious." She said in a disappointed tone.

When she ran out this time, she almost lost her life.

But... she raised her eyes to look at Lin Zichen and asked him: "Ayan, is it really impossible to come back?"

"Hmm!" Lin Zichen's eyes flashed with guilt, and he never had time to save the girls.

Rather, Xin's tears flowed down instantly.

"Ayan..." she cried out choked up.

In the future, there will be no Ayan, who will accompany her to fool around, who will sneak out to play with her?

They used to go out secretly to play together, but they were discovered by their mother. Even if they were punished, Ayan willingly followed her to be punished.

She didn't remember how many times this happened, but they still ran out to play with joy.

Lin Zichen listened to her sad voice, his eyes flickered slightly, leading her to disappear in the same place. When they appeared again, the two had already appeared in the Ning Palace.

At this time, Prince Ning's Mansion had already turned into a pot of porridge.

Ning Yuan sat in the yard with his tongue dry, and directed the people in the mansion to look for his daughter's whereabouts.

In the yard, there were groups of five people in six rows.

Ning Yuan commanded: "You, go to the east of the Demon Realm, and you must find my daughter. You must see the corpse if you die."

"Yes, Lord!" The people in the front row left.

Ning Yuan at this time has long been worn down by the disappearance of her daughter.

Words and deeds are no longer what they used to be.

He now only hopes to find his daughter quickly, and then lock his daughter, and never let his daughter leave the mansion for half a step.

Of course, at this moment, she would rather be standing not far away. If she knew that her father had such an idea, she would definitely turn around and leave, and would never come back forever.

She would rather be a cat by nature and like to jump up and down. She has been to every corner of this mansion.

She did all the things men would do by climbing the walls, climbing trees, fishing in the river, drinking and eating barbecue at the flower house.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like