Jiang Nanjun was surprised to discover a secret before docking brainwaves with Sanya: his mount, Mangtou Eagle Cang'er, was the eagle god of the 100,000 war eagles of the Mangying Beacon Fire Battalion. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, he was both cramped and uneasy, and ashamed of himself, ashamed of how he was worthy of the noble eagle god.

The task of connecting the brainwaves is precise and meticulous, and it must not be sloppy at all. He was afraid that he would have mood swings because of this, so he had to explain patiently.

After learning that Cang'er had a relationship with himself and that it was his wish to defect to him, Jiang Nanjun reluctantly accepted this fact, and said with emotion: "I really can't imagine that I, a mortal in the flesh, can have a relationship with the Eagle God......"

When he spoke again, his tone was reproachful, "Why is the eldest brother so arrogant and entangled in the word 'fan'? You hold the Yin Yan Spirit Sword, and you have an immortal body, and for a hundred years, you have made countless contributions to defend the safety of the Three Realms. Now, in order to join the Condor Alliance and fight against the stubborn enemy of the blue wolf with us, he did not hesitate to leave behind the rich life of the Jiangnan family and traveled thousands of miles to Mobei, entering Xuanyuan Mountain on behalf of the human world, and forming allies with immortals, demons, demons and gods. is so heroic and upright, just ask ordinary mortals, which one can reach it? ”

At this point, Jiang Nanjun's heart ached, Feng Ni's delicate face shook a few times in front of him, and he couldn't help but reach out and touch it. However, the task was too important not to be distracted, so he hurriedly bowed his head deeply and said no more.

This reaction, the caracal looks worried, how can you say the words of blame? Not only could he not say it, but in the secret room of the ancient tomb, when he heard that the demon dragon poison had been resolved, his complicated expression jumped in front of him again.

At the moment of the great enemy, the two did not dare to think far, and quickly looked at each other, each pulling back to their thoughts in understanding, and never mentioned the matter again.

Sanya transformed into the body of the Eagle God, and it was done in a moment, and they didn't need to continue to investigate, so they brushed away the picture on the enchantment, and recited the secret again, shattering the enchantment into ten thousand grains of gold dust, and covering the ghost eyes at the glare convergence little by little, in order to block Nangong Xiang's sight as long as possible.

The precious three quarters of an hour are passing by second by second. Jiang Nanjun took a deep breath and kept the distracting thoughts out of his mind as much as possible to ensure that his mind was not disturbed by anything.

Caracal sat across from him, his face calm, like a statue. At this time, the only thing he could do was to monitor the movements in his atrium and try his best to ensure Jiang Nanjun's safety.

The task of connecting the brainwaves and issuing the command of the Eagle God is more risky and cannot be missed than destroying the Celestial Instrument in Sifang Village.

And Sanya's heart has not been used for a long time, and it is unknown whether it will be dredged for the time being. If it can't get into her head, the operation will be declared a failure, and the Mangying Beacon Battalion will soon turn its guns and attack its own people, and the 100,000 enemy troops in ambush outside the mountain will also take advantage of the weakness. The two are sandwiched between the inside and outside, and Xuanyuan Mountain will fall in an instant.

Success or failure depends on Jiang Nanjun's body, he calmly smiled at the caracal, closed his eyes, exercised his internal force, and pushed the cold heat wave from the dantian to drive away the cold for him, and felt that it had covered every inch of the meridians in his body with his imagination, and then extended to the brain.

The brain was hit by the heat wave, and the scattered thoughts quickly gathered little by little, until they condensed into a white cloud.

"Is that little cloud really coming from my brain?" Although his eyes were closed, his eyes were very clear, and he could see the activity in his brain without any obstacles.

The cloud seemed to be soft, and he was itching to try the touch with his hands, but when he thought about it, his fingertips really seemed to touch a layer of soft cotton wool.

"My hand can pick up invisible thoughts?" Curious, he subconsciously clamped his two fingers, and then pulled outward, pulling out a clear solid line, starting from the core of the brain, and pulling longer and longer.