This voice is the voice that belongs to the fox demon girl Qing Muyou.

There was a mysterious power hidden in her chuckle, and in an instant, Jiang Fan's mind was pulled out of the quagmire, making his brain clear again.

The moment Jiang Fan's sanity recovered, he immediately understood what had happened, and he was shocked in his heart.

The other party's strange secret technique of confusing spirits was able to affect him.

You must know that your current cultivation realm is a big level higher than the other party.

Even if it can affect itself, when this secret technique is launched, it is silent, and there is no spiritual power fluctuation, which can be called unguardable and extremely secret.

No wonder he can do such a thing here that harms other monks without being noticed.

If it weren't for the fox demon girl, I'm afraid I would be unconsciously controlled by the other party.,And then say what the other party wants to say by yourself.。

Thinking of this, he asked the fox demon girl's consciousness in his mind:

"Mu You, you just said that the secret technique that that guy used is the talent of your fox clan?"

The fox demon girl's coquettish laughter reappeared in Jiang Fan's mind:

"Giggle...... Yes, master. ”

Jiang Fan heard her reply and continued to ask suspiciously:

"Your fox clan's talent is supernatural, can the human monks also use it?"

When the fox demon girl heard this, she replied again:

"No...... To be precise, the secret technique that that guy used was a rudimentary version of our fox clan's natural powers. ”

"I guess it should be a certain Terran monk who felt after watching my fox ancestor perform the secret, and comprehended and created it on his own, only to get its form, but not its god."

"Therefore, the power is much weaker, if it is used by me, the effect will be several times stronger, even if it is a monk of a great realm, it will be forcibly controlled by me for the time of three breaths."

"However, this talent is very spiritual power-consuming, and in a short period of time, it can only be used twice at most."

"And the secret technique used by the other party, although the power is much worse, but if you think about it, you can only use it three times at most, and you can only control half of your breath time each time."

"But don't be afraid, master, if I am here, his secret skills will not have any effect on you anymore."

After listening to the fox demon girl's explanation, Jiang Fan responded in his mind:

"Got it......"

He looked at the monk surnamed Yu, and saw that his chest was rising and falling, and even in a disguised state, he could still see that his face was much paler.

These changes are all manifestations of the huge consumption of spiritual power in the monk's body.

This proves that the fox demon girl's guess is basically the truth.

The communication between the two was all done in their minds through their minds, and it seemed that they said a lot of content, but in fact, it only took a short moment.

In the eyes of the monk surnamed Yu, Jiang Fan was still under the control effect of his secret technique at the moment.

A strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, if nothing else, the young monk would immediately spit out the name he wanted to hear.

And Jiang Fan's next behavior did not disappoint him.

I only heard Mo Zixuan's three words, and slowly spit them out from his mouth.

Seeing this, the monk surnamed Yu and the white fat monk glanced at each other, and they both saw four big characters from each other's expressions.

This wave is stable!

The smile on the white fat man's face became even more wanton and arrogant.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Fan sneered in his heart.

In fact, the name he wanted to say at the beginning was originally Mo Zixuan.

As for the purpose, it is naturally to be able to go deeper into the trap set by the other party, so that these guys can completely let down their guards and invest more spirit stones without any scruples after they think that they have the chance to win.

They are setting up a trap to harm themselves, and they are not fishing.

Anyway, with the luck modification system to support the bottom, no matter what, you can't lose.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fan settled down and began to completely enter the actor mode.

He showed a blank appearance that had just woken up from a dream and had not yet had time to regain consciousness, and looked ahead with dull eyes without saying a word.

Seeing this, the uncle-faced monk who was in charge of the gambling here shook his head, sighed softly, and then said:

"The pressure object has been selected, and now ...... Proceed to the next step! ”

"Please both sides, start choosing the type and attributes of the spirit root of the press...... and the number of spirit stones pressed. ”

"Please note that the number of spirit stones pressed by both sides must be the same, if there is a discrepancy, the side with the largest number of pressure will prevail."

"Now, the bet begins!"

As soon as the uncle-faced monk's voice fell, the white fat monk couldn't wait to speak up first:

"I pressed Mo Zixuan's spiritual root as: gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, and waste spiritual root, and the number of spiritual stones pressed is: 50,000!"

It was only at this time that Jiang Fan looked like he had just reacted from his daze, and while standing up from his chair, he shouted loudly in panic:

"What's going on, why did you suddenly get to this point in the process? Am I still choosing who to press? ”

As soon as these words came out, the fat white monk on the opposite side immediately slapped the table and laughed, and said:

"Who said you didn't choose who you bet on, you just don't remember! Don't believe you ask him. ”

As he spoke, the white fat monk pointed to the uncle-faced monk who was presiding over the gambling process.

When Jiang Fan heard this, he turned his head and looked at this person with a puzzled gaze.

The uncle-faced monk nodded helplessly at him.

Seeing this, Jiang Fan immediately went back to his chair, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

When the white fat monk saw his appearance, he couldn't help but mock:

"Well, I didn't lie to you, did I? Let me guess, are you regretting it now? Ha ha...... Unfortunately, it was already too late! ”

Jiang Fan heard his laughter, showed an angry expression, and asked loudly:

"You did it!"

The white fat monk snorted a few times and responded with an innocent expression:

"You can eat food indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense...... You say that we are doing tricks, but is there any evidence? ”

When Jiang Fan heard this, he was stunned.

When the white fat man saw his appearance, his laughter became even more arrogant.

When Jiang Fan heard this laughter, he came back to his senses and gritted his teeth and said:

"Don't be too happy, I haven't pressed the spirit root and attributes yet, before the results are revealed, who loses and who wins, it's not certain!"

When the white fat monk heard this, he laughed out loud, with a playful expression on his face, and continued to mock:

"I've made it clear to you that this is the game we set up, do you think we're going to give you a chance to win the game?"

"It's ridiculous, it's all come to this point, and you're still clinging to your unrealistic fantasies......"

Speaking of this, his face suddenly turned cold:

"Stop struggling...... Hurry up and press the bet! Time has been wasted enough! ”

Seeing this, Jiang Fan slapped the table angrily and took a deep breath.

Then, he pretended to think for a moment, and then turned his head, ready to say his choice to the uncle-faced monk who presided over the gambling process:

"I pressed Mo Zixuan's spiritual root into ......"

Halfway through these words, the monk surnamed Yu, who was standing behind the white fat man, glared at Jiang Fan again.

And this time, Jiang Fan was not affected in any way except for the guiding voice in his ears.

With the active defense of the fox demon girl, the secret technique of the monk surnamed Yu was completely ineffective.

Despite this, Jiang Fan still took the initiative to cooperate with him, pretending to be in a trance.

Chapter 111: Gifted and supernatural, actor Jiang Fan