Jiang and his entourage didn't know how long they had endured it.

His sanity and consciousness were attacked by the pain.

He had even forgotten what he had done before.

It wasn't until he heard [Mental Riot Value 90] that he suddenly realized that he was suffering from a mental breakdown.

It was coming sooner than he thought.

He was sure that it must have been Kong Xing's drugs that caused his mental breakdown to be premature.

The collapse of his mental power gradually weakened his senses, and Kong Xing had been giving him a potion that he didn't know what it was, and one day he heard the mechanical prompt sound of [Mental Power Level C].

His mental power is obviously A, why did he become C?

It must be Kong Xing's elixir, it must be!

Hatred spread in the hearts of Jiang and his entourage, and at the same time, remorse also rose in their hearts.

He suddenly remembered what Pei Peiyi had asked him, it had always been like this, was it right?

Is it really true that the people of the First Military Academy always enter the Second Army?

Obviously, they all have the right to choose freely.

When Jiang and his entourage heard Kong Xing say "deal with him", he wanted to laugh a little, but he couldn't.

The black-robed man, whose face could not be seen clearly, walked up to him and carried him up.

Perhaps, there will be no more later. Such a thought flashed through his mind, and his eyes caught the face of the black-robed man, which seemed to be somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

Darkness came upon him as scheduled.

——

In the Galaxy Military Academy, Cheng Jinghuan and the others were eating lunch together.

Of course, having lunch is secondary, the main thing is that everyone can gather together and chat.

The five members of the school team were all here this time, and the taciturn Shi Shuang listened quietly to everyone's chat, acting as a listening identity.

Zhao Yuanyuan, who has a very strong desire to talk, has never heard it, and can talk about any topic, and the whole box is her voice.

This chatted and chatted, and I don't know how it got to the dark market.

"I heard that the purification potion in the dark market has been sold for 50 million, tsk."

"Dark Market?" Chiyu and Shi Shuang spoke at the same time, both of them very unfamiliar with this place.

Zhao Yuanyuan coughed lightly, waved his hand, and lowered his voice.

"It's normal that you don't know, dark market."

She looked at the two of them who were full of curiosity and smiled, "Why don't I take you to play tonight?" ”

Attema was the first to nod, "Okay." ”

Shi Shuang's face flushed slightly, and he asked in a low voice, "Is it okay?" ”

"Of course!" Zhao Yuanyuan patted his chest, "I'm the most familiar there, so it's decided!" Let's go together! ”

"Jing Huan, you go with us!"

Cheng Jinghuan responded with a smile and said "yes".

That night, the five of them really went to the dark market.

Through the moonlight bar, several of them wore masks and entered the dark market under the guidance of the guide.

Cheng Jinghuan stood at the door and said to Zhao Yuanyuan: "Yuanyuan, you go to play, I'll go shopping casually, and gather at the door in two hours." ”

Zhao Yuanyuan responded with a "good", anyway, there will be no accidents in the dark market, and the owner of this dark market is not a vegetarian.

Of course, they are not in charge of leaving the dark market, so everyone who enters the dark market will wear a mask.

Cheng Jinghuan is wearing a fox mask today, although the half-covered fox mask covers most of her face, it also adds a touch of mystery and charm to her.

As she stood there, she couldn't help but attract people who passed by.

The guide who was supposed to leave did not leave at this time, but bent down slightly towards Cheng Jinghuan, and put his right hand into a fist on his chest.

"Hello, I'm the King of Hearts."

Cheng Jinghuan remembered him, he guided her when she first came to the dark market.

"Hello." A smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "Mr. K of Hearts deliberately stopped me, is there something wrong?" ”

"There is indeed one thing." The King of Hearts had a perfect decent smile on his face, "Someone asked me to give this thing to you." ”

He pulled out an envelope, the closure of which was pressed with red ink.

This ancient ink clay is only used when some large families or important people use some important documents.

Cheng Jinghuan also saw an envelope sealed with seal clay for the first time.

"Who's that guy?"

"I'm sorry, I'm just being trusted, and I don't know who the other party is." The K of hearts held the envelope in both hands and handed it to Cheng Jinghuan again.

Cheng Jinghuan thought for a moment, but still stretched out his hand and took the letter.

Seeing her put it away, the King of Hearts nodded slightly at her, "Have fun." ”

Then his figure flickered and disappeared.

Cheng Jinghuan held the envelope in his hand, hesitated, but did not open it immediately, but temporarily put it away.

On the other side, the King of Hearts enters a dark room along a secret passage.

"Master, the letter has been delivered."

In the darkness, someone waved his hand.

The King of Hearts replied respectfully, "Yes." ”

He quickly retreated, and the dark room was quiet again.

The King of Hearts still has a perfect and proper smile on his face, receiving everyone who enters the dark market.

Zhao Yuanyuan and his group walked around the dark market for more than an hour and bought some gadgets.

Among them, Chiyu bought the most, and she seemed to be very interested in these, and would want to buy anything she saw.

Two hours later, a group of people gathered at the door, and after making sure they were all there, they left the dark market.

It's still lively, as if nothing had happened.

Cheng Jinghuan returned to the dormitory after saying goodbye to Zhao Yuanyuan and others, she kept remembering the letter handed to her by the King of Hearts, and her intuition told her that this letter was very important.

When she returned to the dormitory, she couldn't wait to open the envelope, and two pages fell out of it.

The first page is a potion formula, Cheng Jinghuan only recognized a few nouns, and only vaguely guessed that it should be a certain potion.

The second page is a sentence: [Beware of Bart Rowe]

Bart Rowe? Cheng Jinghuan had a trace of doubt in his heart.

Her impression of Bart Rowe is still above the big barbarian, it stands to reason that she has nothing to do with Bart Rowe, why should this person let him be careful of Bart Rowe?

These thoughts just flashed in Cheng Jinghuan's mind, and there was one more important thing than these.

This potion recipe ...... What exactly?

Cheng Jinghuan thought about it, took a photo and sent it to Chisu, [Chisu, can you understand what medicine this recipe is made of? 】

It took a full minute for a reply.

Where did you get it? 】

[This is my secret recipe, which can improve mental power.] 】

[No, no, no, no, this recipe is better than my original recipe!] 】

[Only one person can improve my formula to this extent.] 】

Cheng Jinghuan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Chisu: [Cheng Wen! Only Cheng Wen can do it! Did you find Cheng Wen? 】

Cheng Jinghuan's pupils shrank, and the fingertips pinching the letter paper instantly tightened.