"Hey, hey......" Flashing Ruoer showed a happy expression in her mind. (However, even though it is a smile made in the brain, Shining Ruoer's smile is still very paralyzed, and it is still difficult for people who contact her for the first time to tell whether she is happy or not.) )

"Hmm" Meng Tianyang nodded, and continued with the task at hand. Repair the blade, polish the blade, and repair the embedded magic circle.

In the process of repairing the giant sword, Meng Tianyang also fantasized about what kind of cute expression Ninety-Nine would show when he received the gift.

But at the same time, she occasionally peeks at Fran's state.

Time slipped away slowly. When there are a lot of snacks, skewers, snacks, and drinks on the table, there are gradually fewer in the process. The amount of garbage on the ground has also doubled.

After all the knives were sharpened, Shining Ruo'er was still expressionless, and she seemed to be bored (in fact, practice) fiddling with the flying knives in her hand.

The glittering and reflective flying knives, swaying with a slight arc, flickered and moved on the fingertips of the cat's ear girl.

After rotating for 3 seconds, Fran suddenly grabbed the knife and pinched the knife between his index finger and middle finger in an instant, and 4 locks of arc walked along the blade, and pis~ dispersed into the air.

"Tianyang, you've been in the Honghou team. Is that what the magic of the Nightless feels like?" Flash asked expressionlessly.

"Huh?" Meng Tianyang was stunned for a moment, her eyes froze for a short time, and after half a second, her eyes lit up, and her brows furrowed: "Oh, you mean the magic power on Ninety-Nine?"

Shining nodded.

"Ah............h

"Huh? Sister Shanruo, Sister Tianyang, what are you talking about? Is there any difference in Little Nine's magic?" Fran looked at it stunned, and her eyes suddenly became curious.

"Fran, didn't you notice? The distribution of the Nightless' mana is very abnormal." Flash Ruo'er still said with a flat face.

"Uh, I'm sorry I didn't pay attention to that, hehe." Fran smiled in embarrassment.

"...... Fran" Meng Tianyang looked at Fran with an expression of disbelief, "Could it be that you, after seeing Ninety-Nine, didn't activate the perceptual magic?"

"Uh...... Hmm." Fran nodded uneasily, as if she had made a mistake.

"Hey" Meng Tianyang sighed heavily, her eyes that had been full of vitality crossed a touch of sadness, she pressed one hand on Fran's head, and said seriously, seriously: "Fran, remember in the future, when you see the Nightless Clan, you must activate the perceptual magic. The speed of a high-level race is not something we can catch up with with our eyes......

"Oh, I see." Fran nodded sensibly in agreement, "So what's wrong with Little Nine's magic distribution?"

Looking at Flan's cute and cute appearance, Meng Tianyang's serious expression softened a little, spread his hands, stopped what he was doing, and replied, "It's not 'what's wrong', it's ...... There was no magic in the Nightless, not even a mo."

"Huh?" Franmon is gone.

"I really don't have any magic at all, if I don't use my eyes to see, I don't activate life perception, I just use magic perception, I won't even notice that there is a Nightless Clan standing next to me."

Fran didn't say anything more, she understood that Meng Tianyang would not lie to herself. So she just looked at Meng Tianyang with a surprised expression.

Meng Tianyang said at the end, and sighed half-jokingly: "Babble, seriously, it's a little scary." She smiled timidly in a rare way. She crooked her mouth and smiled in embarrassment.

Fran couldn't help but ask, "Then how did she activate the barrier, how did she bring us out?" Did Sister Xiao Jiu use magic to hide her magic?"

"I don't know, maybe. But the magic that can hide the magic to that level... (I really haven't seen it yet)... Hmph, it's really amazing......" Meng Tianyang smiled helplessly and started the restoration work again.

The three of them fell silent again.

[As soon as the camera turns, let's talk about Yanliu's side]

In the morning, after Ninety-Nine left, Yan Liu bought a batch of Breaking Crystals and Offset Crystals from Sister Wrist.

Five of them were given to Fran, and the two returned to the Lord's Mansion together. After seeing Fran go back, Yan Liu set off to the underground hall where Ninety-Nine rescued those girls.

A handsome swordsman dressed in black with black hair and black eyes came to the north of the city. As expected, Viscount Li Mo arranged his soldiers not far away.

"Yo, Brother Xian, why are you here?" Li Mo raised his hand to greet him amicably, and the red-haired handsome man had a gentlemanly smile on his face.

"Lord Viscount, I'd like to see the scene of the crime, okay?" Yan Liu asked politely.

"Yes, of course. To tell you the truth, the place down here is really big enough, and I'm arranging for people to convert it into a warehouse." Li Mo clasped his elbows with his hands, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Oh, thank you then." Yan Liu nodded quickly, and then hurriedly walked into the 'hole'.

"Be careful, the air isn't too good down there." Li Mo added with concern.

"Well, thank you Lord Viscount for the reminder." Yan Liu didn't look back, and hurriedly walked down.

Li Mo's eyebrows interlaced as he looked at Yan Liu's disappearing back, and he had some doubts in his heart.

In this way, Yan Liu easily came to the scene of the disappearance. Follow the long staircase to the underground.

At this moment, the two twisted corpses have been cleaned up, and the rotting magic flowers have also been cleaned up. There was still a fishy sweet smell in the air, but it was thin enough to be acceptable.

The originally dim underground space has now placed many holy white pillars of light, and everywhere is illuminated. Because he happened to dare to go to the Prayer Festival, Li Mo simply moved the remaining glowing crystals after arranging the street here.

Some soldiers accompanied several architectural magicians to measure the values of the underground hall, and those architects, occasionally using magic to shoot a few lasers, occasionally took out a small wooden hammer to knock on the wall, and occasionally activated a large area of projection magic to outline the general layout of the underground space with line segments. The assistant next to the architectural magician is responsible for recording, and the way of recording is to directly use magic to read, and directly copy the master's design drawings in one second. (Whether it's soldiers, building magicians, or their assistants, they're all tall and mighty Red Devils)

There are also soldiers who use purification magic on the sidelines, constantly purifying the air. Occasionally, sneaking fish chattered.

And at this moment, Yan Liu, who came down from the corridor, looked at the wide and tall underground space in front of him, couldn't help but widen his eyes and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"This, it's really big...... Yan Liu's heart trembled a little, and quietly frowned.