Qin Xin is already a person with very strong willpower and a very strong ability to endure pain.

But at this moment, the tearing feeling of her soul and body drove her to the brink of collapse, and she couldn't hold on anymore.

In the chaos of pain, suddenly, a clear and firm male voice sounded above her head: "Little lady, hold on a little longer." ”

Qin Xin's heart was shocked: "You are ......"

It was clearly the voice of Nalan Nightlord!

The man continued slowly: "Channel the spiritual power of your body, use your consciousness to control them, and fight against external forces. You can imagine that the spiritual power of your limbs and bones are scattered stars, and you have to gather them into a galaxy, which are the arrows in your hands, at your disposal...... Try it, huh? ”

Qin Xin listened to the man's persuasion in disbelief.

That's right, he was tempting her to explore the possibilities of her spiritual power.

All along, she could feel the power in her body, but she couldn't use it, no matter how the instructor guided her and how she taught the method, she couldn't even move a piece of chalk - unless she let Xiao Dongju cheat.

If she could really use her spiritual powers......

The spiritual power that shattered the white jade stele......

Qin Xin didn't dare to think deeply.

But what if this sound is a trap?

How did Nalan Nightlord's voice appear here?

What if it's a trap in the little black house to trick her into falling for it?

It's like she's standing at a crossroads, facing a difficult choice between the two!

The voice above his head fell silent.

After a while, he sighed slightly: "Little lady, believe me." A husband is a man who has made an agreement with you in the third chapter, and he will not lie to you. ”

Qin Xin was shocked again.

Even the three chapters of their wedding night can be said, even if it is not Nalan Yejue herself, it is her subconscious voice, right?

Her heart was pounding, and it was surprisingly fast.

After a long time, he was finally able to calm down.

She took a deep breath, letting the breath around her body sink as much as possible, and began to "condense the scattered stars into a galaxy little by little" as Nalan Yejue said.

The process was very difficult.

Suffering.

Long.

Gradually, she got the hang of it.

In the field of astrophysics, she has drawn countless star maps by hand.

Each star map records the trajectory and state of existence of a star field.

At this moment, she couldn't help but simulate the trajectory of spiritual power according to the star map she had drawn.

Unexpectedly, it was quite smooth!

Sure enough, the laws of the universe are the highest laws of nature.

All in one!

She suddenly felt like she was empowered.

The spiritual power around the body seemed to have finally awakened, surging strongly in the body, almost rushing out.

"Commanding ——!"

A sharp scream sounded in the desolate courtyard.

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Outside the compound.

The canopy was dark.

Jing Zhichen has been standing anxiously outside the courtyard for a long, long time.

Although he knew that the confinement time of the little black room was 48 hours, and it was impossible for Qin Xin and them to come out, he still worried about his heart and stood outside the courtyard, wanting to accompany her in this way.

Under a giant purple spruce not far away, there was a white figure at some point.

The white-robed man stood under the purple spruce, standing with his hands in his hands, different from Jing Zhichen's anxiety, in the dark night, his eyebrows were extraordinarily calm, just like his soft bamboo mask.

After a while, his thin lips moved slightly, as if he was saying something into the air.

But it didn't make any sound.

Jing Zhichen glanced at it curiously, and he was a little resentful.

This new mentor is obviously the culprit who harmed the small black house of Xinjin No. 3, and when he came here at this time, was he a cat crying mouse fake compassion, or was he here to gloat?