The entire Xinya bar was still immersed in the sea of music, the alcohol-soaked bodies were still swaying, and everyone's faces showed intoxicated expressions and enjoyed the illusory happiness in front of them.

Ji Hanxing shook the red wine in her glass as if she was contemplative, as if waiting for something, the expression on her face was cold and indifferent, incompatible with the noisy bar atmosphere, like a piece of ice in the lava.

"Miss Ji, good evening"

An elegant, plain but infinitely reverie and masculine voice sounded in Ji Hanxing's ears.

This voice was very soft, very small, but it just covered up all the noise in the bar, and it was like a lover's whisper in his ear, and it was very clear into Ji Hanxing's ears.

Ji Hanxing didn't move when she heard this, she didn't even raise her eyebrows, and it seemed that the owner of the voice who had long known that the voice would appear in front of her.

Andrew was dressed in a decent, expensive but inconspicuous evening dress, and stood beside Ji Hanxing with a civilized stick in his hands that was standard for an eighteenth-century gentleman, waiting for her response with great grace.

His pale jade, handsome and sculptural face with a gentle smile gave people a warmth and warmth like the early spring sun.

His appearance did not attract the attention of anyone in the bar, and no one knew how he appeared next to Ji Hanxing, and he appeared like a mysterious ghost from the illusory night, which made people feel mysterious.

I sat in the corner and took out an unopened bottle of wine again, gently unscrewed the lid, and a chilling aroma of wine rushed to my nose.

I closed my eyes, sniffed the intoxicating aroma of wine, and felt the mysterious changes in the bar.

When Andrew appeared at the front desk of the bar, I sensed his coming, his appearance was magical in the eyes of ordinary people, but in front of me, it was very ordinary, a cultivator was just a kind of shape-shifting and transpositional posture, except for being fast enough, there was nothing else to be desired.

If I were to face him instead, I would have cut off his great head with a slight wave of my hand, so that he would not have a chance to stand there and pretend to be handsome.

However, I knew that this mysterious man who seemed to be polite and had a Western face was just a pawn of someone else, because I didn't feel a trace of a cultivator's aura from him, but instead felt that his body seemed to have some kind of incredible mutation, and the way he could use the body that only cultivators could practice was purely by virtue of the mysterious power obtained after the mutation of his body, which was very strange and dangerous.

This purely physical strength is very unstable, and it seems that it can only last for a short time, once this time has passed, his ability will disappear, and his body will soon collapse if he is not replenished with energy, and the flesh and blood on his body will erode and melt, like a block of ice under the scorching sun, and melt into a pool of blood.

The atmosphere of the bar also changed subtly because of the presence of this man, and all the young men and women who were immersed in the frenzy seemed to be awakened by some kind of spiritual power, and then the emotional color in the eyes of all of them began to slowly fade, replaced by nothingness and indifference.

The people on the dance floor are still dancing, and the men and women sitting in dark corners are still laughing or kissing passionately in the ambiguous light.

But everything in front of me became strange in my eyes, and the whole feeling was as if the noisy crowd in the bar had all become puppets, and all the movements and sounds had lost their vitality and vitality and became extremely stiff.

"Mind Control"

A term that existed in memory suddenly jumped into my mind, and my eyes narrowed.

It is said that this kind of secret art is practiced to the highest depths and can control the mind of any living creature in the heavens and earth, whether it is a human, a beast or a Da Luo Jin Xian, once controlled by the magic of the master, you will lose your will to become a puppet of the caster, let others control your actions and do whatever the caster wants you to do.

This evil art had set off a bloody storm in the Three Realms in ancient times, causing the cultivators at that time to suffer a lot.

Many cultivators who have achieved great cultivation suddenly change their temperament, killing their relatives and friends around them, or inflicting cruel hands on their fellow disciples in the mountain gate for no reason.

No one can figure out why those cultivators who are crazy will turn into bloody killing machines and kill people like crazy, they will often continue to look for traces of the same kind after killing all the people and creatures around them, once they find a human settlement, they will not hesitate to continue the killing path until they exhaust their inner breath cultivation and die of exhaustion or are killed by others.

No one knew where and where it came from, it broke into the Three Realms like a meteor, setting off a bloody slaughter within the Three Realms and then disappearing without a trace.

All the people who were controlled by the divine magic eventually died, and no one could come to their senses and accurately describe the feelings of being controlled by the divine magic, even those who cultivated to the realm of the Great Luo Golden Immortal could not recover their minds.

Today, I actually met someone who can control magic on this small planet, which is a small windfall.

Andrew's patience is very good, Ji Hanxing has been stuck in deep thought and ignored his greeting, he has been standing next to him and waiting quietly with a smile on his face, as if he is not in a hurry at all.

After a long time, Ji Hanxing subconsciously reached out to the red wine glass in front of him, as if he wanted to take a sip.

Andrew raised his hand to signal the waiter who was standing in the bar to pour wine for Ji Hanxing to step down, he picked up the red wine bottle placed on the bar and poured a glass of red wine for Ji Hanxing elegantly in a standard pouring posture.

Ji Hanxing seemed to sense Andrew's unusual behavior and aura, and turned his head to look at him.

"Lord Earl, when did you arrive?" A hint of surprise swept over Ji Hanxing's face, and she asked softly, "Why don't you say hello?"

"It's okay" Andrew's face smiled even more, and he bowed his head politely, "It's my honor to have a rare opportunity to admire Chairman Ji's beauty at such a close distance."

"The Earl personally came to me in a noisy place like Xinya Bar, I don't know what to do."

Ji Hanxing avoided Andrew's compliments without a trace, and went directly to the topic to ask about his intentions.

As an old rival in the business field, Ji Hanxing didn't think that the gentle man in front of him with the title of earl of a Western country would come to her alone at night to drink and chat.

He must have come to her with something extremely important or business to discuss, which is very sure of Ji Hanxing, who knows Andrew's temperament well.

It's just that Ji Hanxing didn't know that there was something in her hand that would have such a great charm and attract the attention of an old fox like Andrew, so he didn't hesitate to show up in person to contact her.

What was there about her that attracted him?