"What's wrong with you?" Yi Qiao saw that the situation was not right, and hurriedly asked the Nan family through his spirit. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

However, immediately a cold blast was extremely cold, as if the impact of freezing Yi Qiao's brain along the mental connection attacked Yi Qiao's brain!

This is the sublimated spiritual will of the Nanjia through the spiritual connection!

Boom!

Before Yi Qiao could react, the impact was extinguished just before it touched the tip of Yi Qiao's hair.

"Cut!" Nan Jia seemed to have expected such a result, but his mouth still pursed disdainfully, expressing his emotions about this result.

"What are you going to do!" Yi Qiao really realized that the situation of the Nan family was really wrong, and the controlled seal master dared to fight back against the Ling master, this situation was as unpleasant as a dog that had been raised for more than ten years suddenly bit its owner when it was dying!

"An accident, just an accident. Nan Jia waved his hand lightly, and then walked towards the open gate.

Yi Qiao wanted to rush up to stop her, but when she saw Song Jingyan next to her slapping at her, she stopped again, clenched her fists and opened them, and after repeating this a few times, she exhaled a long breath to calm down her ups and downs, and then carefully intervened in the spirit of the Nan family!

The Lord of the Order has the highest control over the Lord of the Seal, Yi Qiao originally thought that he would not use it on the Nan family again, and he originally promised her that, but now in this situation, if you can't understand what has happened to her, the possible consequences may be something that Yi Qiao is very unwilling to see!

Sure enough, entering the body of the Nan family with the authority of the order lord did not cause the will to fight back just now, but this intervention also made the Nan family find out, but she now seems to have focused most of her attention on the special Norn who came out of the palace, and she doesn't mind Yi Qiao's probing very much.

Yi Qiao immediately seized the opportunity and began to collect the latest information of the Nan family, and soon, a huge amount of information was instilled into his brain!

"How can there be so many?" Yi Qiao scanned in surprise as he scanned the information.

The speed of mental browsing is quite fast, and Yi Qiao's face is quite strange when he sees the first few pictures: "This is—"

May 4, 552 in the Imperial Calendar.

"Xiaojia, I'm sorry, you really don't have the talent for martial arts. Nan Wuchao squatted in front of him, a pair of warm big hands caressing in order not to affect the action

Specially cut his hair short, and his eyes were helplessly apologetic.

This is an apology for being one of the strongest human beings, but there is no way to let his daughter cultivate martial arts.

"It's okay, Dad, I can't become a martial artist, I can still enter the technology side like Brother Qimu. The immature voice revealed firmness.

Nan Wu was stunned for a moment, and then his expression became even heavier, but he didn't say anything more, patted his little head, and left this little-known basement with the owner of the immature voice.

The perspective that Yi Qiao saw was the perspective of the owner of the immature voice, and as soon as he saw Nan Wuchao, he immediately understood what this information was.

"This is a fragment of the Nan family's memories from childhood to the present!" Yi Qiao thought to himself, "But just memory shouldn't be the most important thing." ”

Just as Yi Qiao thought, a weak, weeping voice sounded in Yi Qiao's mind: "Why is it only me? Why can't I become a martial artist, I want to become an armor technician?!"

The same voice conveys completely different ideas, but Yi Qiao hasn't heard anything relevant from it for the time being, and quickly chooses the next clip.

556 years in the imperial calendar.

There is no clear time record of this day, but in the memory of the Nan family, this fragment is full of lingering gray, and the entire vision is gray.

"What's going on?" Yi Qiao felt a little depressed by the gray atmosphere, desperate to know what was the cause of this memory fragment.

However, his gaze could not move with Yi Qiao's mind, and he could only wait for the Nan family to move by himself.

After all, it was just a fragment, and the recorded information was definitely the most important part, so soon the gray atmosphere was broken.

A person who exuded an even darker circle of light entered Nanjia's (Yi Qiao)'s line of sight, and his presence was so uncomfortable for Nanjia that the gray vision was banished.

"Nan Jia, don't work the armor, you don't have this talent! Think about what you should do!" Through the memory of the Nan family, Yi Qiao learned that this man is the man who the Nan family said in the previous clip to learn, Wang Qimu, a senior armor technician in the empire, several kinds of Yi Qiao only know the name, but the armor that has not even seen the photo is designed and manufactured by this man!

This sentence is like a hammer hammer that puts this clip to an end.

September 21, 569 in the Imperial Calendar, Sanhua Street.

"Assign new people to me again, is there any benefit to the dead people?" Nan Jia looked at the colorful flowers outside the window, and actually understood in his heart that the task of bringing new people to the Ministry of State Security was actually very troublesome, because the new people didn't understand anything, and the tasks performed by them at this level were not a big deal to die, but in the process of bringing new people, dead people would have a great impact on personal evaluation, and the identity background of the Nan family could ignore this influence to a certain extent, in line with the "intimacy" of thinking about subordinates The idea that the newcomer is naturally assigned to the south family.

Nanjia dialed the contact number in the message, but his eyes were fixed on the origin of the message, secretly wondering if the guy from this tribe would use the phone, but to her surprise, it only took two "beep-" voices to connect.

Time, September 21, 14:31, Location, No. 58, Sanhua Street, Yunmeng City, 3rd Floor, No. 45. The Nan family thought that this mission was about to close the net, so let the newcomers pick up a bargain, and at the same time, in order to take care of the newcomers of this tribe, they also deliberately made every word and number very clear before hanging up the phone.

That's what she thought at the time. Yi Qiao also recalled the phone call before he met her for the first time, and he was confused when he heard it, but he didn't expect the Nan family to think a lot about him, and he couldn't help but smile.

The memory fragments jumped, and the next moment he appeared in front of his eyes.

"I am your guide Nan Jia, and now I will give you the first task. Nanjia put down the binoculars, withdrew his gaze from a window of the Jinhe Hotel, and said to Yi Qiao.

"The strength should be good, but unfortunately I'm afraid it's only strength. Yi Qiao's first impression of the Nan family is being formed, and the Nan family is naturally making their own judgment on Yi Qiao, but Yi Qiao's appearance and identity are too confusing, causing her serious misjudgment.