Ning Meng seemed to be sure that that person was Mingxi, how could she forget the temperature of the palm of the person who was thinking about it.

Ning Meng hurriedly leaned forward, she wanted to touch Mingxi's face, she wanted to ask him how he was.

However, Myung-hee let go of the hand holding him again.

Ning Meng didn't know what Mingxi had encountered, so she could only ask cautiously: "Mingxi, what's wrong with you?"

Mingxi spoke, and this was not Mingxi's voice that Ning Meng knew, but the voice that no one else could hear after she came to the empty circle.

Myung-hee said, "I'm fine. Let's go. ”

Ning Meng felt that things were even more strange, and said, "Are you driving me away? What's wrong with you, what's wrong with you?"

Mingxi still repeated the sentence, "I'm fine, you can go." ”

Ning Meng was afraid that Mingxi would be burdening herself, so she deliberately said such a thing, and hurriedly said: "I'm here for you, it's come to this point, you let me go, do you think I'll agree?"

After Ning Meng finished speaking, the fox fire sounded, snapped her fingers, and a small pinch of fox fire slowly rose from her fingertips, until it rose to the top of this room, and could be lit up slightly.

But Mingxi has been hiding in the shadows, and Ning Meng can't see his face clearly.

Ning Meng said: "We're all getting smaller now, in fact, it's okay." The smaller it gets, the smaller the target is, and we'll run out quietly when no one is around, and we'll leave after picking up the black god and fate. ”

Mingxi's voice became a little weak, and he said, "Yes, the smaller it is, the smaller the target." If you're going out, maybe he won't stop you, so take the black god and your life and go quickly. ”

The more Ning Meng listened, the more she felt that Mingxi's words were abnormal, and her voice had already revealed anxiety, so she hurriedly asked, "Mingxi, what's wrong with you." Why are you talking so yin and yang today? What did he do to you? Where did you hurt?"

Mingxi shook his head and said, "No." I just don't want to go with you. ”

"Don't want to come with me?"

"Why?"

"No, I just don't want to go with you. ”

Mingxi's duplicity didn't seem to have time to demonstrate, and Ning Meng had already understood the problem in his words.

Ning Meng grabbed Mingxi and shouted, "...... you?"

Before she finished saying "what's wrong", she had already become a little weak. She already felt that something was wrong when she pulled Mingxi up just now, Mingxi was no longer the personable son, nor was she the person who was in the wind with the jade tree, but like a kite, it was gently spread out in Ning Meng's palm.

However, this is not what worries Ning Meng the most, what worries Ning Meng the most is that she can't see Mingxi's face at all.

It's not that she can't see Mingxi's face, he can clearly see that face is facing her, but that face is not Mingxi's, that face is not even anyone's.

No, there isn't that face at all!

She probably could have guessed without asking. Why does the person outside have the same face as Mingxi, and why does Mingxi have no face. It's clearly the one outside who took away Mingxi's face!

Before Ning Meng could speak, the door opened again.

The light from the opening of the door this time just shone on Mingxi's face, and Ning Meng saw it more clearly. The face was like a clay sculpture that had been scraped down from top to bottom at once, flat and neat, with nothing.

The man just now came in, with a little triumphant expression, and said, "Don't you want to see him all the time? Now that he's here, how is it, do you feel very satisfied? Look, this is the Mingxi you want." He doesn't have the face that everyone admires, do you still want him?"

Ning Meng slowly stood up, turned her back to the man and said, "Did you take Mingxi's face?"

The man touched his face and said, "Take away? How can this be called taking away? This face deserves the most powerful master, and he is obviously not worthy of this face." In that case, of course I have to find a master worthy of this face. That's me. I'm the one who can deserve this face. ”

Ning Meng said: "Then I'll tell you." No matter what Mingxi becomes, he will always be Mingxi. And you, don't dare to become anything, in my eyes, you are just a heinous and ferocious person, not even a finger of Mingxi can compare. ”

"Really, then I'd like to see why you say that. ”

As soon as the words fell, Ning Meng felt a cold wind blowing behind her.

Made.

Ning Meng instantly turned into a state of complete liberation, and then swung her sword fiercely, but she didn't hit anything, just like she swung a sword in the void.

But this one turned around, but Ning Meng seemed to have arrived in another place, where it was no longer the cell that Ning Meng was in just now, but the worry relief house she was familiar with.

Is it a fantasy again?

Ning Meng didn't dare to relax at all, she walked into the worry-free house lightly and pushed open the door of the worry-free house.

Just as she had done when she first came, she heard two voices, a man and a woman, discussing whether she was a cherry or not, and feeling extremely disappointed that she was not a cherry.

For a moment, Ning Meng was in a trance and thought that she had returned to the Worry Relief House again.

Suddenly, the fluttering figure appeared. is still the fairy aura that makes it, or the long hair like a waterfall, running white like snow, or holding a folding fan like that, and the appearance of not eating fireworks in the world. Only this time he covered his face with a folding fan. 315 Chinese Network

Ning Meng said, "Mingxi, is that you?"

Mingxi's voice was the same as before, with a sense of arrogance and disdain, and asked, "Who are you?"

"I am Ning Meng, the owner of the Worry Relief House. ”

"Is the sword in the hand of the master of the Relief House the golden key?"

"Yes, that's right, it's this golden key that allowed me to open the door to the house of worries and get acquainted with you. ”

"Show me. ”

Mingxi hooked his fingers, and Ning Meng hurriedly handed over the golden key.

The moment Mingxi took down the folding fan that had been covering his face, the two voices that looked like Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai shouted at the same time: "Lord Mingxi, what's wrong with you!"

"What's wrong with me?"

With a little doubt, Mingxi took a mirror and looked at it, followed by a scream, and Mingxi fell to the ground.

Ning Meng seemed to be able to feel the pain on Mingxi's body, and shouted: "Mingxi! Mingxi!"

She only felt that it was dark in front of her, and she returned to the cell again.

She saw Myung-hee rolling on the ground in pain with his head in his hands, as if he had just seen that he had no face.

Ning Meng leaned over and helped Mingxi up, and the person who took Mingxi's face looked at this scene coldly, as if he was enjoying the most beautiful scenery.

He said, "Do you see that?"

Ning Meng said, "Those were the phantoms you created just now?"

He shook his head and said, "Not really." That's what Myung-hee thinks of herself. I just helped you get into his head. I can't control what he thinks, can I?"

Ning Meng held Mingxi's hand, not knowing what to say. Maybe she can not care about Mingxi's face, but Mingxi cares. He has always pretended to be high, thinking that he is a high-ranking person, how can he stand to be robbed of his face?

Ning Meng stood up again, faced someone who was older than her, I don't know how many times, and said, "Give me back Mingxi's face!"

He said, "What are you talking about? I didn't hear you?"

"I said, return Mingxi's face!"

Immediately afterwards, Ning Meng jumped forward and stabbed the man's throat with a golden sword.

She hit it, she believed she bought it on the right foot, she definitely hit it.

But he just flicked it lightly, like driving away a small bug, and bounced Ning Meng and her sword away.

He said, "Haven't you realized the difference in power now?"

Ning Meng panted and said, "Is there a gap in strength? In my opinion, it's just bullying the small with the big." Why did you make me so small if you have such a skill, you have the ability to restore me to my original state, and we will fight again?"

His application was a little puzzled and puzzled, and he said, "You're a little shorter than me, but I don't think there's much difference." Let's start now. ”

He didn't take out any weapons, but made a provocative move to let Ning Meng come over first.

Ning Meng didn't go over immediately, but thought about what he meant. In his eyes, could it be that she was the same age as him, and when did she feel that she had become different from before?

By the way, it was when she was separated from the two of them, and from that time on, she felt that she had become smaller. She thought it was a shrinking spell set by the Child King, and it seemed that her fate said so.

But it's quite the meaning of the person on the other side, isn't it some kind of shrinking spell?

Ning Meng quietly closed her eyes, imagining all the beautiful things she had encountered.

She thought of her grandmother, thought of Mingxi, and thought of everyone in the worry house. These wonderful people gave her the best memories and gave her the most beautiful strength.

Ning Meng suddenly opened her eyes, and suddenly everything in front of her changed. She is no longer facing that giant person, and the space she is in is no longer a giant space for her, but an ordinary space that can no longer be ordinary.

It turned out that since she felt that she had become smaller, everything she encountered was an illusion. The reason why she has not been able to solve these illusions is simply because they are of her own making.

She was scared, she had been inexplicably scared since she came to the empty circle.

She was afraid of encountering accidents, she was afraid that something would happen to Mingxi, and she was afraid that all these people who came with her would be fine. It was because of this fear that blinded her, so she saw that all the enemies were bigger than her, and they were all things she could not refuse and defeat.

She was so scared that she looked small.

"What's wrong with you? Can you start now?"

His disgusting voice rang out again.

Ning Meng was not afraid this time, hooked his fingers, and said, "If you have the ability, let the horse come." ”