The boy was taken aback.

The bell in his hand almost loosened.

Turning to look at the smiling girl standing behind him, a hint of annoyance flashed across her face under the black cloak.

"Who are you!" A slightly muffled voice.

Mingmei put her hands behind her back, tilted her head and smiled, "Isn't it a teenager?" What kind of trouble is it to pretend to be such an ugly sound? ”

"Which family are you from?!" The boy was ashamed, so he stopped decorating his voice.

Mingmei touched her chin and thought about it, "I, my name is Mingmei." ”

The young man's eyebrows jumped, "Bright?!" Are you from the Ming family?! ”

"Isn't the Ming family connected to the Nine Clans?!"

The teenager's reaction seemed to be somewhat violent.

Mingyang stepped forward, "The reaction is so big." Is the Ming family that famous? ”

"Take your cloak off, I don't want to talk to you. It's not like I haven't seen it anyway. ”

The boy was startled, "You know me?!" ”

"Ah, disobedient." Mingmei raised her eyebrows, and her voice suddenly became clear, "You." Take off your hat. ”

The young man put his hand on the cloak and took off the cap of the cloak.

Mingmei snapped her fingers to relieve the sound control hypnosis.

When the boy came to his senses, his face became terrified.

Afraid? Mingmei frowned slightly, why did she feel frightened when she saw him?

"Why are you cultivating these things? Are you from the Wind Whisperers? ”

"Who are the people of their Wind Yin family!" The boy's reaction became fierce and calmed down, "What the hell are you looking for me for?" ”

Mingmei pursed the corners of her lips, "I want to know, what are you doing all this?" ”

"What does it have to do with you?" The boy was about to leave when he crossed the sun.

Mingmei walked by the young man indifferently, "You have a holiday with the Ming family, and even with the Fengyin family." ”

"Ah, let me think. If you look at it this way, the one who has had a holiday with you should be"

"Minghua, huh?"

"This holy daughter of the Wind Clan."

"What the hell do you want to do!" The boy said. Raising a rattle, the seven witch puppets rushed towards the bright light.

Mingmei stretched out her hand to an orange tree, picked a leaf and put it to her mouth.

The sound of a bell came from Mingmei's mouth.

The witch puppets suddenly stopped.

"You're really from the Wind Yin family!" The boy suddenly went crazy, and the bell in his hand shook more and more violently.

Mingmei had to retreat again and again. Frowns furrowed.

Did this person suddenly go crazy?

Reaching out was a clump of vines wrapped around the ground.

As the witch puppet lunged at her, she tripped over the vines tangled around the ground.

A vine wrapped around the young man's wrist and said coldly, "I'm not the one who sings the wind!" ”

The boy was obviously on the verge of losing control, and Mingmei had to draw a vine towards the boy. Fiercely, along with the voice, it was all empowering, "If I am a member of the Fengyin family, do you think that with my ability, you can still stand here well!" ”

The pain in Xu is arm brought the young man back to his senses, and the young man's bright eyes were finally not as terrifying as Fang Cai's. It's just that it's still deeply guarded.

"You're not a random killer, so I don't want to put anything on you. I'm just wondering, what is the point of you doing this. Also, where does your witchcraft come from? ”

"Why should I sue you!" The boy turned and left.

"Because." Mingmei hooked the corners of her mouth. "I'll let you sue me."

It is a clear sound. It rang in the boy's ears.

The young man paused and muttered, "It's because of Yong" The young man suddenly squatted down and hugged his head tightly.

Mingmei's eyes widened, she couldn't stop taking two steps back, and she fell to the ground with a shocked face, her throat couldn't stop being sweet, and blood spurted from her mouth. I couldn't help but touch my forehead with both hands.

Forcibly stabilizing his body, Mingmei stretched out his hand, and snapped his fingers almost weakly. Solved the sound-controlled hypnosis for the teenager.

"My sister is so powerful, can my sister hypnotize anyone?" Mei'er asked her with a little face.

She smiled and rubbed Mei'er's hair, "No. When the hypnotic subject has a strong obsession with something and is reluctant to get involved, even if it is a sister. There's no way around it. ”

"Can't you force hypnosis?"

"No, I can't. In that case, it will damage the sanity at least and almost kill you at worst. Moreover, this kind of injury is on both sides. It is not the hypnotized person who bears it. ”

What is this teenager who doesn't want to mention, but he has such a deep obsession.

Even if it was her previous life. She hadn't met anyone who could really give her a mental backlash.

Yutai Rongruo came out of the darkness distressedly, stretched out her hand to help Mingmei, and without saying a word, she lifted her sleeves to give Mingmei a pulse. Mood disorder, qi and blood imbalance.

The boy finally woke up from hypnosis.

When he looked up, he stared at Mingmei with a pair of vicious eyes, and then he saw the man holding Mingmei in his arms.

Clear and handsome face, clear and no temperature in the eyes. It turned out to be

Yutai Rongruo.

"Are you Yutai Rongruo?!" The boy's voice suddenly changed to a different timbre.

It turned out to be slightly delighted.

Bright and sunny for a moment, I was a little puzzled.

"Are you really a Tai Rongruo?!" The boy even wanted to rush over to make sure.

Yutai Rongruo picked up Mingmei, and looked at the young man who wanted to rush over with cold eyes.

It just stopped the pace of the teenager.

"You. Who is it. Yutai Rongruo said coldly.

He really can't use any good face when he hurts Mingmei, and he won't ask, "Do you know me?" "It's not nutritious and it's a waste of time.

"I am the Harvest Moon Day. It's someone who can help you deal with the Wind Yin! The boy looked a little urgent, "Look! These puppets of mine are all fighting amazingly, and I can make more! ”

"No, I don't." Yutai Rongruo coldly refused.

The young man paused, "The Wind Yin family is so powerful, how can it not be needed?" At least that's going to help! "Still very eager.

"Awesome." Yutai Rongruo only repeated one sentence softly, and then raised his hand calmly.

Ashing technology.

In the eyes of the young man, one of the witch puppets was grayed.

The boy was dumbfounded.

Raising his hand can turn the witch puppet he is proud of into ashes, what qualifications does he have to say the word help for such a Tai family?

But. Such a strong Tantai family should be able to kill the Feng Yin family without leaving a piece of armor, right?

That's it. Even if he hadn't ruined the Wind Yin family with his own hands. It's also good.

"You're going to destroy the Wind Clan, right?" The young man's eyes widened as he looked at Yutai Rongruo, his eyes eager to determine an answer.

"With you. Why? "Yutai Rongruo is still cold.

The young man was stunned by Rongruo's question.

His eyes couldn't help wandering, and he rubbed for a long time before he said a word.

(To be continued.) )