Can he threaten Genting with me?

I am the daughter of the "God of War" of the Tianyuan Kingdom, and I have nothing to do with the Genting Kingdom.

Or does he know about my relationship with "Shiyan Gongzi"?

No, the crown prince of the Genting Kingdom is Qiyun Fulong, could it be that the "Prince of Shiyan" is Qiyun Fulong?

No, it's even more wrong!

Everyone in the Genting country is martial arts and everyone practices martial arts, so the crown prince's strength is definitely not weak, but the "Shiyan Gongzi" doesn't know any martial arts, he is definitely not a cloud Fulong.

So who is the "Prince of Shiyan", and why does he have the supreme treasure of the Genting Kingdom-Tourmaline Ring?

I must find out about this matter.

Nalan Xin had never consulted the files detailing tourmaline rings so carefully, (she had been dressed as unlearned since she was a child), and she found a few volumes on a nearby shelf, but there was no other record of tourmaline rings.

After reading the text for so long, Nalan Xin's eyes were really sour, and she squatted down against the bookshelf.

"I'm so hungry!" Nalan Xin clutched his uncompetitive stomach and said.

"If you are hungry, bear with it, for the time for dinner has not yet come."

As soon as she heard this, Nalan Xin was ashamed, she said it so quietly, she didn't expect to be heard by the sect master with the tip of her ear.

Nalan Xin pulled his face, looked in the direction of the sect master, and said, "Sect master, you don't look at your documents well, what are you doing staring at me all the time?" Do you even have to control my breathing? ”

As a prisoner, Nalan Xin didn't know where she dared to talk to the sect master like this.

But since Nalan Xin knew that the sect master would not kill her, she became more and more bold, fatter and fatter, so big that she wanted to make a third move with the sect master.

I didn't expect that it would be tiring to move my mouth, Nalan Xin fell asleep leaning on the bookshelf, falling asleep, sleeping, and even saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth.

This uncompetitive appearance is exposed.

In her dreams, she should have dreamed of a lot of delicacies from the mountains and seas, and she saw that people were greedy!

A burst of fragrance struck and aroused the cravings in Nalan Xin's stomach and woke her up.

When she opened her eyes, she saw a very good-looking maid come in with a food box.

The maidservant took out the food in the food box one by one and placed it neatly on a small square table, which should be where the sect master usually eats.

Nalan Xin got up, dragged her shackles, and staggered to the small square table, she was so hungry.

However, when she came to take a look, a look of disappointment immediately appeared.

There is no imaginary delicacies of the mountains and seas!

Isn't this an ordinary person's meal?

It's even worse than the housekeeper of a rich family, and the sect master of the first sect of martial arts eats so badly?

On the table is a plate of stir-fried beef with sharp peppers; a plate of scrambled eggs; A plate of green vegetables and a dish of pickles made of various pickles, just make up the quantity.

The staple food is a bowl of rice and a bowl of porridge, and nothing else.

However, the bowl of porridge should have been boiled in chicken broth for a long time, with a faint yellow color floating on the porridge surface, it should have been boiled in thick chicken broth, and it exuded an enticing chicken aroma.

After all, Nalan Xin is also a person who has been in the dining room, and she can see the clues at a glance.

Seeing that Nalan Xin was close to the square table, the maidservant said, "Miss Motong, the bowl of porridge on the table is yours." The rest, you can't move, those are the suzerain's meals. ”

"Mo Tong?"

Nalan Xin looked surprised, who was the maidservant calling?

But the maidservant obviously said it in front of herself!

Nalan Xin looked around again, and there was no one else here, just her, the maidservant, and the hateful sect master.

"Mo Tong? Did you call the wrong person? Nalan Xin asked tentatively again.

"Nope. Miss Motong, if you don't have anything else to do, I'll quit first. ”

"Eh, you're ......"

It's really a bull's head and a horse's mouth, Nalan Xin pointed at the maid, but the maid didn't take it seriously, and left after packing up the food box.

"She didn't recognize the wrong person, you are Mo Tong."

The sect master didn't know when to leave the table, and appeared beside Nalan Xin with his hands behind his back.

"I'm Nalan Xin, when did I become Mo Tong? I don't even know it, isn't that a big joke? ”

"It's not a joke, it's a fact."

"Sect Master, your ability to lie is really strong, and you don't blush when you lie." Nalan Xin scolded angrily.

The sect master wears a mask, and his face is not blushing, so outsiders can't see anything.

"That night, you voluntarily took poison and died in front of everyone. Since then, Nalan Xin has died. ”

"But I'm still standing alive in front of you, and you actually deprived me of the right to be called Nalan Xin."

"In the Phaseless God Sect, here, you are just a prisoner, and you can only call you whatever I ask you to call. Oh yes! By the way, I've hung the corpse called 'Nalan Xin' on display at the Black Wind Mouth, and then crushed the bones and scattered ashes. The news of your death has long since spread and returned to the Heavenly Source Kingdom. The eldest grandson should feel guilty about your death and gave you the title of Princess Wuning. There is also the Nalan Department, after hearing the news of your death, he became ill and never even left the house. ”

"That's enough, don't say any more."

Nalan Xin waved his hand and slapped it in the face of the sect master, but the sect master grabbed Nalan Xin's wrist and said, "What, I'm angry!" When you were in the torture chamber, weren't you very tolerant? Just a few words now, you can't stand it? ”

"Let go, you let go!"

Nalan Xin desperately tried to break free from the grabbed wrist, but her wrist seemed to be clamped hard, and she didn't move.

"If you don't obey and don't look at your hands, I don't mind having you put you in heavier handcuffs and shackles."

"You, your heart is really vicious!" Nalan Xin scolded.

Now Nalan Xin is only wearing leg irons, and if he wears handcuffs again, it will be even more inconvenient to move.

With these in mind, Nalan Xin's hand stopped struggling, and the sect master loosened his grip.

"Scold! As long as you're comfortable, you scold. Anyway, I won't lose a piece of meat. ”

"You ......"

Nalan Xin knew that the sect master was deliberately provoking her, but she was not fooled.

Nalan Xin didn't expect the sect master's move to be ruthless, blocking all her paths.

Seeing that Nalan Xin didn't answer, the sect master continued: "In the Phaseless God Sect, I have already announced that you are the apprentice of the Left Envoy. Many years ago, because of his private cultivation of evil skills, he was restrained for many years, and he never showed up, and his appearance was similar to Nalan Xin. So, now even if you defend yourself in front of everyone that you are Nalan Xin, I don't think anyone will believe you at all. In this world, there are too many people who look alike, and you are not the only one missing. The most important thing is that that night, you died in front of so many black-clothed envoys of the Phaseless God Sect, which is an indisputable fact. ”