Chapter 60

Nangong Jin was a little angry at the moment. Yan Shuo really didn't like it. She turned to Yan Shuo and said, "I'm talking to your mage. Do you have the right to intervene?"

Nangong Jin's anger is not small. Yesterday, Nangong Jin kept silent. She didn't want to cause trouble to Beituo. In addition, the strong mental density when Beituo and King Wu dueled yesterday made Nangong Jin feel weak. Last night, relying on Linglong Yin, she seemed to cultivate a lot of mental strength.

Well, Nianli is a kind of thing. There is an ancient beast around, but it still likes to eat.

Even if she likes to eat, Nangong Jin finds that she can transform what she has eaten into her own mental power.

Of course, she only discovered this recently

Yes. Once upon a time, we only knew that Chen can eat and turn the summoner into our own use, but in this way, the devoured Summoner can't be summoned again.

In other words, Nangong Jin chooses whether to be a standby Summoner or a function to improve her mind power.

Of course, with Nangong Jin's unreasonable idea, anyway, Chen can only devour the summoner below level 2. The summoner below level 2 is not good enough to use. It's simply used to improve her mind. If she has a chance, she can also devour other summoners.

After such a visit last night, with Linglong Yin's cooperation, Nangong Jin raised her reading ability to a higher level.

Read on the land, are based on the ability to speak, Nangong Jin now also arrogant a lot.

Who let you make me unhappy!

"It's my subordinate who died. I've worked hard to cultivate him

As a result, I have the right to speak Yan Shuo gave a cold hum and his face was very blue. He spent a lot of effort on this army. It can be said that it is the secret weapon of Xuanwu. No one knows the existence of this army except him, three sacrificial priests and six kings of Wu. Now it's all ruined by these people. This account must be paid by their blood!

"Oh? That is to say, it's you who lead your troops to attack us Bei Wan looks at Yan Shuo with a smile. Yan Shuo asks Bei Tuo to show him a nervous question. Nangong Jin timely adds another sentence: "or... Are you masters, or is it King Wu?"

"You Yan Shuo was obviously angry. He didn't expect that neither of the two women was a fuel-efficient lamp. He suffered such a big loss, but he was surrounded by the other.

The mage was silent for a moment, and then said: "King Xuan, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, I hope you can cooperate with us to investigate this matter."

Bei Tuo didn't speak, but suddenly he burst out of the hall

Red vine, Nangong Jin also took out her own Shenlian from her body and said: "cooperate with you? What do you want? If I can't go back to Xuantian, do you want Emperor Wu's life? "

Beituo's words were rampant, but Yan Shuo didn't give Beituo room for sophistry at all, so he snatched the beginning of the words: "what do you say? Is Emperor Wu in your hands

Nangong Jin came to Yan Shuo in an instant. Before Yan Shuo could react, Shenlian had already wrapped around his neck. Nangong Jin looked at Yan Shuo with a smile, as if she were a girl next door: "if I make a little effort, your neck will be able to separate from your brain bag."

But Yan Shuo couldn't calm down. Looking at the smiling woman, he was in a cold sweat, because he knew that if he made a little move, he would be killed by the whip on his neck. The "Ling Wei" of North Chou is ready to go, and the big mage's face is dark at the moment, looking at Nangong Jin and North Chou

"Are you going to do it?"

Beituo didn't speak, Nangong Jin also kept smiling face to face with Yan Shuo.

However, at the next moment, nangongjin and Beituo suddenly felt a palpitation in their heart, followed by a sudden mental pressure, which was more serious than what nangongjin had felt in the hall before. With a higher density of mental pressure, nangongjin and Beituo had no chance to fight back, A lot of blood gushed out from the two people. At the last moment of Nangong Jin's coma, what she saw was the master's indifferent face.

Yan Shuo looks at Beituo and Nangong Jin, who are suddenly in the end. This woman is smiling in front of him. He can feel the terrible power in her body, and the whip wrapped around her neck must be Shenlian, right?

Then he took a look at the fallen Beituo and frowned. He was still a little scared and asked: "one's weapon is Shenlian, the other is Lingwei. What are these two women

Who are you

The Archmage did not say much. He said coldly, "the two cells are needed. You don't have to worry about the rest."

The mage's position in Xuanwu is only high, and Yan Shuo only nods his head in front of the mage.

Nangong Jin wakes up quietly, only to find herself in a beautiful bed. Just now, the feeling of heart palpitation makes Nangong Jin's subconscious feel terrible.

"What about Beituo?" This idea suddenly appeared in her mind. Nangong Jin suddenly got up from the bed, and then found that she was in a gorgeous space. There was a Bed Tent opposite, in which a woman was sitting.

It is the same as Nangong Jin, surprised to wake up, Beituo.

Two people looked at each other, Nangong Jin couldn't help, not sure the tunnel: "here... Is the cell?"

Bei Tuo nodded.

Nangong Jin took a deep breath of air-conditioning and just arrived

What happened at the end of the day! It's clear that he and Bei Tuo have the upper hand. How can he suddenly become himself and Bei Tuo, already in prison?

But

"Is this really a cell?" Nangong Jin can't bear to ask.

Beituo nodded. On his ice cold face, there was a slight panic: "this is the unique cell of Nandu. It's gorgeous and boastful, but..." Beituo's face changed: "in this cell, you can't exert any mental power. For the mental master and the summoner, this is a lifelong prison."

After listening, Nangong Jin quickly mobilized her mind.

But the next second, Nangong Jin's face also became iron blue.

Because she found that, really is a trace of the mind can not mobilize.

Not only can't mobilize the power of thinking, more importantly, there is no in their own body, detected a trace of the power of thinking

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