Yin Le's fingers and toes were a little cold and stiff. She forced herself not to look at the workspace interface, and at the same time used mind control, using a fade-out toggle mode to push an unrelated graphic to the front as covertly as possible.

The process went quite smoothly, at least it wasn't broken by Ronan, maybe he didn't find out? But that person's mind is constantly drawing on their spiritual level, forming a clear message:

"Why are you looking for me? What are you going to talk about? ”

Reasonable inquiry, to put it mildly, is effortless, but such an approach is the most incredible oppressive force. Yin Le suddenly realized the meaning of Ronan's communication in this way.

Eighty kilometers! Maybe there are a few spirit-side transcendents in the world who can cover the attack range here, or even increase it by ten or twenty times. But it must have been formed by agitating the storm turbulence with the help of the abyss configuration, and it will inevitably leave corresponding traces.

With the Blood Soul Temple solidified in the Yuan District, it is one thing to be able to stop it, and it is another thing to have no warning.

However, when Ronan's mind cut in, the Blood Soul Temple did not react. In this case, either Ronan's ability to control the storm turbulence in the Abyss Region is already superb, standing above the vast majority of transcendent species in the world, and far beyond the level of the Blood Soul Temple; Either he didn't use the abyss area at all, relying on his pure soul power, he covered his spiritual network in this area, captured the spiritual realm of the two main priests of the Blood Flame Sect, and effectively intervened.

Either way, it has the terrifying power to shatter common sense. It was Yin Le's realization that made the power manifest, as if converging into a dark thundercloud, pressing on her heart. This was even more suffocating than what she had experienced in the Aurora Cloud Capital.

Unconsciously, the chill from Yin Le's fingers and toes had penetrated into his spine, and half of his back was soaked in cold, oozing a thin layer of fine sweat. At this time, Mrs. Halder's voice sounded at the right time, and no longer through Fei Jin's meaningless channel, she just spoke as if she were chatting:

"We would like to ask you, Mr. Luo, about the origin of the 'White Bone Hill' on the sea outside Xia City."

Yin Le opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound, it was purely an instinctive uneasy reaction. Mrs. Halder went straight to the most sensitive area, which was supposed to be the ultimate purpose of their roundabout exploration...... Well, now there's no room for them to turn around.

On the spiritual level, Ronan's answer was also simple and straightforward: "I have no reason to explain it to you. ”

"Then what Mr. Luo means is that there is nothing wrong with our 'request for release' in itself, and whether to explain it or not is only in Mr. Luo's thoughts?"

Yin Le bit her lower lip, Mrs. Halder's tone was very calm, but in fact she was using almost sophistry techniques to forcibly seek space under Ronan's coercion. This is something that I can't do at the moment.

The rocking chair swayed slightly, and Mrs. Halder's body language was also relaxed, she was smiling, and she still had time to adjust the position of her legs folded: "Then allow me to make a preliminary conclusion: the sea outside Xia City, the white bone hill that may be the key to killing Jin Tong, was constructed according to the fundamental secret method of our Order, the 'Blood Soul Temple'. Mr. Luo, you have somehow mastered this set of thaumaturgy that even I, the chief priest, can't achieve...... The wealth of heaven is really admirable and jealous. ”

Aurora Yundu, Ronan pouted. Many times he "peeked" at Mrs. Halder's performance in mastering the overall situation, and the amazement was gone, but it was still difficult to deal with.

He had already put the "Ronan Ruler" in Yin Le's heart, and made it expand dramatically, pry the mental defense line, and collapse only in an instant. But Mrs. Halder controlled the turmoil in her heart very well, and the "ruler" was indeed infiltrating, but the power of prying was not obvious.

Ronan was prepared for the ruthlessness of his decision and sharp words, he was not annoyed, and completely left Fei Jin, who only knew how to pose, and continued to try to control the expansion and contraction of the "Ronan ruler", and also wanted to listen to Mrs. Halder's next words.

"When a family heirloom's signature dish is served to someone else's cook, it is always difficult to balance people's hearts when they encounter this kind of thing...... Of course, Mr. Luo, you can use it to kill Jin Tong, this ability has exceeded the limit of the 'Blood Soul Temple', no matter how you look at it, it is not from our broken sect, you can do it right, stand upright, and you don't need to give us any explanation. ”

Mrs. Halder smiled and laughed at herself, she was obviously speaking into the air, but she was like a one-man show of a famous actor, vivid and natural.

Dozens of kilometers away, Ronan's face was slightly hot.

Don't look at Mrs. Halder's words everywhere in Ronan's position, the posture is very low, but there are clearly sharp spikes lurking in it—at least from Ronan's ears.

The secret technique of the "Blood Soul Temple" was originally taken by Ronan from the Blood Flame Sect. The root is that when Moron forcibly seized Jack's remnant soul to replenish his own family's face spider, the magic talisman came once to occupy the magpie's nest and steal the dragon and turn the phoenix. Since then, the Blood Flame Order has not done much to Ronan, but it has developed honestly, completely unaware of their own hard grazing, and has made wedding clothes for the magic talisman. It was originally a small grudge in the style of an encounter, but it was taken by Ronan with interest, and he played a game of nine out of thirteen, and finally ended up in the nest.

Well, at the end, there is also a Moron puppet.

More or less, Ronan is a little embarrassed. But more than that, there was curiosity about Mrs. Halder's state of mind.

, who should have been the main priest of the role of "Lost Dog", is really not just pretending to be in a state of being able to turn around in the face of strong oppression.

Is she afraid? It's not like ...... From the perspective of spiritual fluctuations, it is by no means a relaxation that is bottomed out and does not care, but rather a stimulating enjoyment from the spirit to the body in a state of excitement.

This woman, she is enjoying the current dangerous situation.

"Interesting."

Instead of being annoyed, he was aroused by a strong curiosity and desire to explore. He had a hunch that the special goal of Mrs. Halder would be better than ten of Yin Le, and a hundred or a thousand of the drunken and dreamy fellows on the rooftop.

Why didn't he find out before!

With a wave of his hand, Ronan swept aside the sketches about Fei Jin in the virtual workspace, re-grasped the electronic pen, and quickly sketched the lines in the workspace, and in a few breaths, he drew Mrs. Halder's calm demeanor in the rocking chair at this time.

However, this is not enough.

It was also during this time that Mrs. Halder's voice was melodious: "Our Sect can't ask Mr. Luo to do anything, but can only plead cheekily, begging for some incense for the sake of help. ”

Ronan "gazes" at Mrs. Halder's lips, and the information about this humanoid god structure, life sketches, mental states and other levels of information is intersected one after another, the material is rich and the angles are diverse, but the tip of his pen rises and falls several times in the soft light of the work area, but it is still a little difficult to write.

There was a flavor that he didn't catch.

However, as soon as Mrs. Halder said the next sentence, the tip of Ronan's pen was crooked.

“…… After all, we are also members of the Xia Cheng Branch, and we all belong to the same lineage of the capable. ”

What the heck!

Ronan couldn't help but look up and shouted into the room, "Mrs. Halder is a member of the Summer City Branch? ”

The two bodyguards looked at each other, communicated with each other, and gave a positive answer.

There is no doubt that this is the purpose of the Association of the Able, which claims to be an industry association that accommodates the global Able, and the members of the Secret Order are also the Able, and the relevant personnel can only theoretically be open to joining.

It's just that there are very few people like Mrs. Halder, who join with the elite of the Order and pay their dues regularly.

Ronan made two imaginary strokes on the sketch and shook his head: That's a good reason!

Mrs. Halder's eyes were bright, and the corners of her lips were curled, as if she was communicating with a friend, honest and bright: "Of course, with only the 'Blood Soul Temple', I believe that Mr. Luo will look at the Blood Flame Sect somewhat differently. In this way, if the answer to 'White Bone Hill' is inconvenient to give, then I hope that Mr. Luo can help me solve another problem, the technical problem, for the sake of this incense. ”

"Technical questions?"

Ronan repeated casually, correcting the nib again, and making shadows in the work area, but still unable to outline further details, always a little bit and a half, which made him a little anxious, but there was also an impulse and yearning to get what he wanted but not get.

"What's the difference...... Well, I mean, what's wrong with your technology? ”

As soon as the words came out, Yin Le, who was about to collapse next to him, was slightly lit up in front of him, and his heart suddenly relaxed, and he was already impressed by his boss's methods.

"Turned back...... I'm a real latecomer! "When a person relaxes, his mind lives. At this time, Yin Le finally woke up to the meaning of Mrs. Halder's series of words and deeds.

Judging from the results of the analysis of the personality mask, Mrs. Halder lowered her posture in time, responded frankly, and always made a fuss about Ronan's weakest social means, in the final analysis, there is only one purpose, that is, to induce Ronan's "strong mask" to retreat, and there can be no "weak mask" in the world exchange, so naturally, the "concept mask" will dominate.

As soon as Ronan begins to reason, the opportunity to do what he likes will come—because the essence of his "idea mask" is a strong emotional need for blood relatives. In the current world, I am afraid that no one can really satisfy Ronan's wishes, but to retreat to the second, from the perspective of close to theoretical research, especially close to the study of format theory, it is very likely to trigger his compensatory psychology and obtain effective positive feedback.

Contacting Ronan at this time should be the easiest opportunity to gain his favor. The ideal way, of course, is to cater to his ideas and ideas, communicate with him fully, give him enough respect and understanding, and preferably provide him with inspiration and inspiration.

Although I knew that there was such an opportunity and made corresponding plans, in the earlier crisis situation, any plans were meaningless. On the contrary, it was Mrs. Halder, who did not mess up in the face of danger, and gave a near-perfect demonstration.

The toughest time is over!

Yin Le couldn't wait to think so, and then she heard Mrs. Halder's clear and smooth tone: "Mr. Luo, I said it before, that is, the secret technique of the Heirloom Blood Soul Temple is poor. I wonder if Mr. Luo has the time to help the Order correct its shortcomings in this regard? ”

Yes?

Yin Le's heart was stunned, and Ronan's mind cut into it with a big grin: "Do you mean the solidified configuration of your Sect in the Abyss District?" That's a mess. ”