No one can deny the beauty of the southern border.

The dark purple dress wraps the graceful curves unique to mature women, and her skin is more and more white and snowy, which naturally reminds people of smooth and soft mutton fat jade. She has very three-dimensional features, and her gaze is deep and ambiguous, and even the most insipid glance will make people can't help but try to read her a thousand times.

This is undoubtedly a woman who is very easy to elicit reverie.

However, Yang Yi, who was kneeling on the ground on one knee, couldn't give birth to even a trace of thought, his eyes were lowered and fixed, and he didn't even dare to look at the shadow she reflected in the light.

Woman?

In the Black Triangle, everyone who knows Nanlin will subconsciously ignore her gender.

The silence in the closed room was an invisible hand that gripped Yang Yi's heart tightly, tightening tighter and tighter. In just a few breaths, he already felt the cold sweat soak through his back clothes. He waited for Nanlin's decision, whatever it was, he could only accept it.

Nan Lin was carefully looking at an unfolded dark yellow scroll. This was an extremely important thing, but Nan Lin did not shy away from the middle-aged man in front of her, she knew that he did not dare to snoop.

Nan Lin didn't deliberately pretend to show her majesty, she was really immersed in the deduction of the contents of the scroll.

This moment was a judgment of fate for Yang Yi - it was likely that the next sentence he heard would have decided his life, however, it was only one of the countless little things that Nan Lin dealt with every day, and it was not even enough to divert her attention from her previous thoughts.

"Daye. ”

Nan Lin silently recited these two words in his heart. It is a name that symbolizes history, power, gods, and power.

That used to be the only reason she had come to the Black Triangle alone, but now......

Nanlin's calm gaze moved away from the scroll, and then landed on Yang Yi, who was bowing his head in front of him. She thought back to Yang Yi's plea and asked, "How many 'locks' are left?"

"Back to the dean, the remaining four. When Yang Yi spoke, he found that his voice was so dry.

Nan Lin bowed his head slightly and ordered: "Then don't waste the value of the 'Lost Lock', kill it." Give you three more days, and then the old rules. ”

Yang Yi was pardoned, and the tense nerves were relaxed for a moment. He nodded respectfully and said, "I will definitely live up to the dean's trust!"

Nan Lin looked at the scroll again, and continued calmly and unquestionably: "Qing'er, that kid is good, you can take him to teach him well when you do things in the future." ”

Yang Yi's body stiffened, and his face turned pale instantly. But he did not dare to delay her time because of his gaffe, and soon, he repeated bitterly: "I will not live up to the trust of the dean." ”

......

When Yang Yi exited the room, the door opened and closed silently for a short time.

The light from the outside penetrated through the side of Nanlin's face, giving her pupils a light brown color that was the same as the sunlight. There is an illusion of softness and warmth for a moment.

And it was only for a moment.

The door was closed again. Even though it was daytime, the sunlight and eyes from outside could not reach the house, and only the lights were dimly lit day and night.

This is not because Nanlin's style is too feminine and secretive, but because it is a common habit among people in the Black Triangle.

But it is also true that there is a secret thing in the south.

Five days ago, when she was closer to the correct answer, she made the decision to set up a teleportation array to disrupt the formation - there were four of them, and even the Dao Academy was one of them.

The risk is inevitable, but all this is too light and light compared to the secret of "Daye". As long as she can get it, her hard work in the Gluttonous Martial Arts Academy for so many years is not worth mentioning at all, and she can be abandoned without hesitation.

Of course, the Taoist temple is indeed worth paying attention to. Therefore, she asked that the disturbance formation he set up for the Daoist Academy was the only gentle one, sleepy but not killed, leaving room for mediation. However, according to the law, maybe when she dismantles the disrupting formation, no people from the Daoist Academy will come here.

The other three are connected to other forces that are connected to the Gluttonous Martial Academy, but cannot be fully trusted. In the past five days, there have been signs of the formation being activated from time to time -- how many times has Nan Lin not bothered to remember, and Nan Lin has not bothered to guess how many lives there were.

Nanlin knows, it's almost there. The more this is the case, the more she will not allow anyone to intervene in a pinch.

As she slowly closed the scroll, the formation lit up again. That's right, these four disruptive formations are located in this room.

Nan Lin just glanced at it casually, but it was this glance that made her face sink suddenly.

Doin!

But the dark color only flickered and disappeared again. Nanlin methodically collected the scroll and a few other precious items into the ring. She stood up and flicked her hand, and a strange ripple in the room followed, and she regained her composure again.

Nan Lin stared at the formation. In her cognition, the disturbance formation given to the Daoist Academy was not fatal, so she waited for the person, or those people, to appear.

The formation grew brighter and brighter, and in the end it almost let out an overwhelming roar, as if it was fiercely confronting some kind of force.

Nanlin's beautiful eyebrows furrowed. It's been too long - at this moment, she has similar suspicions to Lu Qiming and the others before.

At this moment, she suddenly sensed the disintegration of the disrupting formation—a man-controlled disintegration that began from within.

Human-controlled?

The battle has already begun from this moment.

Nanlin's spiritual power was like a sharp sword, and he rushed into the formation without hesitation. In the case of not seeing the opponent yet, Nan Lin has already decided to confront him with mental power at the first time.

If the opponent's cultivation is much higher than hers, then she will only be defeated a few seconds earlier, but if the opponent is similar or lower than her, then this opportunity is enough to severely damage him.

It's worth it.

However, Nanlin miscalculated. She never imagined that it would be such a strange situation - her spiritual power seemed to rush into the other side of the teleportation array, and there was no focus at all. The lore attack was gone, like a gust of wind finally fading into the air.

She was not attacked or counterattacked, but her expression became more and more solemn - who was the other party, what realm? She couldn't guess at all.

However, it will be known soon. Nan Lin watched calmly, feeling the sudden and obvious spatial fluctuations.

In the flickering light and shadow of the room, the remnants of the space burst out. Nanlin's eyes flashed with coldness, and she saw betrayal in these invisible blades.

Nanlin waved his hand casually, and the spatial turbulence was extinct like a tiny spark.

At the same moment, two more slightly embarrassed figures appeared in the room. Nanlin watched them quietly.

Young;

Bearing;

Breaking the formation;

The sum of these three would mean trouble and endless trouble, and she could not be killed, or at least not killed. Nanlin thought naturally.

She raised her hand towards them, but paused again, her eyebrows raised.

"Little Mystery Intermediate Rank, Shaoqiu?" said the handsome young man with a somewhat pale face, looking around.

The battle of spiritual power is the easiest to confirm the realm, could it be that he is the one who has just broken through the formation? Nan Lin looked at the young man not far away.

"You can give it a try. The other handsome young man smiled proudly, and then asked a little embarrassed, "Where is the person?"

Nan Lin was not surprised at all, she arranged a phantom array, and the other party couldn't see her for granted. Her gaze stopped at the young man's delicate and delicate features, thoughtfully—did it always feel a little familiar?

But the next moment she had to look at the handsome boy again—because he was looking at her!

Nanlin's expression had fallen silent again. For a person with such unfathomable spiritual power, it is not surprising for her to see through the illusion.

However,

"It's beautiful. The boy looked at her and exclaimed very sincerely. Then the illusion shattered.