People can't have one tendon, they have to know how to be flexible.

Staying alive is more important than anything else!

According to the sect master's dictated mental method, Nalan Xin did so.

She meditated, exercised, forced the cold air of her whole body between her palms, and the wind in her palms moved.

The air around her palm slowly condensed into tiny ice crystals that floated around as the wind danced in her palm.

"This ......"

Nalan Xin's eyes widened and she was surprised, but at this time, she felt that the chill in her body gradually weakened, and she no longer felt so painful.

Nalan Xin vaguely remembered that outside the door of the dark room, an ice blade appeared out of thin air in the sect master's hand; And in the illusion, the sect master also appeared with an ice sword in his hand out of thin air, but at that time, he was in the illusion, and Nalan Xin didn't think much about it. (At that time, the Dragon Yin Sword appeared in Nalan Xin's hand)

Don't......

Could it be that he used this kind of martial arts?

"You are very perceptive, and you will learn it as soon as you learn it." The Sect Master said with relief.

"I don't want to learn your martial arts!"

As soon as Nalan Xin closed his palm, those tiny ice crystals fell to the ground and turned into water droplets.

"Really? Then you can only endure the pain of the cold eroding into your bones, I think you can endure it for a long time? ”

"You were the one who abolished my martial arts at the beginning, and now you are the one who taught me martial arts, what are your intentions?" Nalan Xin was puzzled.

"Intent? I do what I like and do whatever I want. ”

"Go with your heart? I'm not your marionette, I don't do what you ask me to do. ”

"Really? Then we'll see. ”

After the sect master finished speaking, he clapped his palms, and a servant girl walked in with a food box.

The maidservant brought out a steaming bowl of noodles from the food box, with a few green vegetables, a few thickly sliced beef, and, of course, a poached egg.

When the maidservant had placed it, she took the empty food box and went down.

"Hungry, go eat!"

"How is it so rich today! But I just finished breakfast, and now I ......."

Nalan Xin swallowed his saliva, and his heart sighed: Is it a severed head meal? No, he just taught me how to dispel the chill in my body, shouldn't he kill me so soon? But what does that bowl of noodles mean? I've been caught for so long, and it's the first time I've seen such a hearty noodle, do you want to eat it or not?

Just as Nalan Xin hesitated, the sect master spoke: "If you don't want to eat, I'll let people take it down." ”

"No, no, no!"

Nalan Xin was very fed, and due to the restraint of the shackles, she took small steps, slipped to the side of the small square table, picked up chopsticks, picked up noodles and beef, and sent them to her mouth.

Although I am not very hungry, as long as it is not clear porridge, change the taste, even if I support Nalan Xin, I can eat it.

In fact, today is Nalan Xin's birthday, and in the past, Nalan Xin's birthday had to be postponed for a few days (Nalan Office deliberately changed her birthday in order to conceal Nalan Xin's true identity).

"This noodle is well done!" Nalan Xin gulped down the noodles and couldn't stop praising them.

After a while, there was only some noodle soup left in the bowl.

"Oh!" Nalan Xin burped, and there was a faint aftertaste of beef in the air.

If it weren't too much, Nalan Xin would have drunk all the soup in the bowl.

Usually, the people of the Wuxiang Divine Sect don't give Nalan Xin much food, and she can only eat five or six points full.

Now that he has eaten too much at once, Nalan Xin feels that his stomach is very supportive and not very comfortable.

(Because she is still a prisoner now, it is naturally impossible for a prisoner to eat too well and eat too much.) I saved my strength, and I thought about running away all day long. ）

But she felt that something was wrong, she gradually became sleepy, her eyes began to slowly become blurry, and her body lost strength.

The chopsticks in her hand also began to slip, and she shook her head vigorously, as if it didn't work.

She patted her head with her hand, trying to sober herself up, but the situation did not lessen, as if it was not her own problem, did ......

Is there an ingredient in the noodles?

Last time it was "Ice Phoenix Blood", what is it this time?

Nalan Xin looked at the sect master, his eyelids weighed like a thousand catties, and he said weakly: "Are you drugged my food again?" What do you want? ”

"I don't want to do anything, I just want you to get a good night's sleep!"

"You ......"

Nalan Xin's eyes darkened, his eyes closed, and he fell on the square table.

"Someone!"

"Sect Master, what do you command?"

"Take her to the Burning Lake Courtyard."

"Yes, Sect Master."

When Nalan Xin woke up again, she found that she was lying on a large soft bed, which could roll around freely, which was very spacious and comfortable.

Where is this?

Nalan Xin stood up, and the shackles that had bound her feet had long since been removed.

When her toes touched the carpet in the house, she felt that even the carpet was soft and not prickly at all.

She walked slowly around the house, visiting: the room was spacious, well-lit, and the furnishings were simple and unpretentious; Everything you need is available for basic daily necessities.

Nalan Xin walked to the window, and as soon as she pushed it open, a breath of fresh air came to her face.

It felt so good, she hadn't smelled such fresh air in a long time.

As far as the eye can see, the outside of the house is full of all kinds of flowers and plants, which is very beautiful, but the scenery is that there are many black-clothed messengers guarding the house.

"Just make room for me again, and it's still a cell. But the face is more beautiful and comfortable, which is like a golden wire cage. Nalan Xin said with emotion.

Before, the sect master stunned Nalan Xin again, in order to prevent Nalan Xin from knowing the path back and forth, in order to prevent her from escaping again.

Nalan Xin pushed open the door of the house, and just as she was about to take a step, she was stopped by the black-clothed messenger standing at the door.

"Miss Motong, you can't go out."

Mo Tong, Mo Tong again, a nasty name.

"My name is not Mo Tong, you can see who I am? My name is Nalan Xin, Nalan Xin. ”

But the black-clothed envoy outside the door was dead-headed, and he couldn't turn around: "You are Mo Tong, the second disciple of the left envoy who sat down." Although your appearance is very similar to Nalan Xin, Nalan Xin is dead and everyone knows it. ”

Nalan Xin knew that it was useless to argue like this any longer, it was just a matter of words, and she wanted to force her out.

The black-clothed messenger at the door showed his blade and said, "Miss Motong, you can't go out. The suzerain has an order: if you force yourself to go out, if you leave this room, you must be shackled. ”

"Since you all think I'm not Nalan Xin anymore, why do you still chain me up?" Nalan Xin retorted.

"The sect master said that you secretly practiced evil skills before, and the demonic nature in your body has not been completely eradicated. Just in case, you have to wear shackles when you step out of this door. ”

Nalan Xin listened, and glanced at the black-clothed messenger: What demonic nature has not come out, his internal strength has been abolished, and he has no internal strength in his body, and he is a person who has no power to restrain his hands.