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The enchantment suffered such an impact, which naturally attracted the guards outside.

They weren't worried that the enchantment of this house would be opened by the people inside, the entire Siguo House was the core of this enchantment, and unless the house was destroyed, there would never be a problem with the enchantment.

Those who can be imprisoned here are low-level scholars or warriors, and no one is capable of doing anything to this house.

On a certain premise, this is a seamless proposition.

duang…… duang……。 The sound of impact is constant.

A few disciples who had arrived from not far away saw the ripples of thunder and lightning appear in the enchantment here again and again, rippling in circles, accompanied by a certain groan in their throats.

The deacon disciples glanced at each other, increased the speed of their feet, made a slide in the air, and several jumped up and quickly rushed to the Siguo House over there.

Phantom broke down and shouted, "Don't hit it again, you crazy woman!" ”

Yuan Qinqin smiled: "Since you know how to get in, you must also know how to get out, right?"

"I know, of course, but what are you going to do? What are you going to do? Phantom Wen hoarsely voiced, and his body, which had been tied up all night, was unconscious.

There was one more thing that was about to become unconscious, and that was his head.

"Since Mr. Shixiang did this matter by you, you will settle it yourself to the extent that I am satisfied, and when the time comes, I will let you go." Yuan Qinqin said coldly.

Phantom Wen was furious, he had endured humiliation all his life to achieve his current status, and since he became one of the eight envoys of the Demon Gate, he had never been threatened like this.

What's more, this threat to him is a completely inconspicuous little woman.

It's also quite infuriating that he doesn't feel like he's doing anything wrong at all.

"You don't even know what you're thinking or doing!" Phantom Wen was furious and quiet.

Yuan Qinqin turned to look at him, her eyes were pressing: "Of course I know." One thing, how I do it, how I choose, should not be decided by someone else. ”

"Even if I think the same thing as you think today, you are not qualified to make decisions for me."

"My destiny is made up of choices, and no one can choose for me." She said.

My destiny is in my own hands, and no one of you has the right to make decisions for me.

Phantom Wen was stunned for a moment, but after realizing the meaning from her words, his dizzy mind became even more confused.

His tone was puzzled, as if he was really asking a serious question: "Are you crazy?" ”

Was it because she was stimulated too much last night, and then she went through the promotion and washing, and then she couldn't bear it and went crazy?

No one can really reach the realm that Yuan Qinqin wants, the reason is very simple, the choice is based on the external known conditions, and if you want to influence a person's choice, you only need to change or influence the conditions under which she does it.

Sometimes there is no blood at all, maybe it only takes a word, a wind blows, and the wings of a butterfly can incite everything.

It is not surprising that people have such a desire, but taking this desire as a goal is like having a flying mind.

It's like you can blow and talk about it, but if you really want to be more serious, it's an SB maniac.

This is a powerful philosophical proposition that directly makes the already dizzy illusion even more drowsy.

No matter what, it's her business how crazy this woman is.

"Ruined the house." As he spoke, he repeated it again for a long time: "If you destroy the house, you can go out, and this house of thought is the eye of this enchantment." ”

Yuan Qinqin was originally worried that there was no place to vent her strength, but when she saw some people coming over there, the corners of her mouth curled and said, "Don't be so troublesome." ”

"Yuan Xiangli, you are in"

Huanwen never felt that he was so unlucky, he looked at Yuan Qinqin's old god in his meditation.

But the creature named "Minibus" on his body did not relax at all, and still wrapped around him tightly.

The minibus originally found this errand boring.

Its fit with Yuan Qinqin, with Yuan Qinqin's continuous diligent cultivation, is getting deeper and deeper.

Although it often goes out with Maomao, many times, when he returns to Yuan Qinqin, he can feel her progress.

The rapid progress that makes it envious.

Later, this envy finally evolved into admiration.

He felt her change little by little, not cheating, not being lazy, not just good luck The word can be clear.

The ghost knows what she has experienced, and the contradictions that grew up in Yuan Qinqin's heart, to endure and see it, are not something she can understand.

This is the case between the spirit beast and the spirit master, once the spirit beast truly agrees with its spirit master, the cooperation between the two will be more effective with half the effort.

So much so that the minibus has now subtly recognized all the ideas of cooperating with Yuan Qinqin.

This includes turning it into a rope that can be used to tie up enemies.

Even if it was boring and boring, he did it.

It is originally its nature to strangle its prey, not to mention tying this person up overnight, if Yuan Qinqin needs it, it can do it for a month.

This boring situation ended when Yuan Qinqin entered the realm of self-recognition that she had just opened.

The eyes of the minibus have lit up into titanium snake eyes: Please, that's a fly-like opportunity to improve!

When the realm of the spirit lord is raised, he will take the spirit beast to ascend together, which is equivalent to one person eating enough and two people not being hungry, which is practical and cheap for it.

The minibus finally tasted the benefits of having a master, and shook his head to absorb the pure spiritual power that Yuan Qinqin brought to him.

Phantom Wen moved, and the minibus felt disturbed, and squeezed him even more unceremoniously.

Phantom's chest was so tight that he could barely do anything to breathe himself.

His eyes were blood-red, and there were some dense black dots jumping on it, to tell the truth, could anyone take care of him, he was dying!!

Just when this unlucky guy felt that his whole body was cold and numb, and he sighed that a good life was about to rest here, Yuan Qinqin finally reacted.

First, he opened a pair of eyes, his eyes were waveless, and the brilliance under his eyes flowed, gradually shrinking, and he was restrained into the depths of his eyes.

In the blink of an eye, Yuan Qinqin finally woke up from that beautiful illusion, looked around, and the scene around her was exactly the same as before she settled down, but she always felt that something was different.

Yuan Qinqin fixed her eyes and swept around a few times, and finally found where this different place was.

The field of view is too wide, too clear, too much detail.

In general, the human eye and brain can receive limited information, so there are expressions such as gaze focus, golden section, etc., which are specifically applicable to the human eye.

But now Yuan Qinqin doesn't need it. In front of me is a 4K ultra-clear panorama, at a glance, it is full of details.

If this happens to ordinary people, they must either be stunned to death by this vastness, or drowned by the details that rush to their faces.

But Yuan Qinqin felt acceptable. I even watched more than usual, and I felt an inexplicable sense of excitement.

I have indescribable strength all over my body, and I just want to go out and sprint for 300 laps to vent this overflowing mental state.

The phantom over there finally waited for this moment, struggling to speak.

Yuan Qinqin stood up, walked in front of him, and leaned over to look directly at his embarrassed face.

(To be continued.) )