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Zhang Remnant immediately asked: "So, when trying this pair of little mandarin ducks, Zhang only needs to testify and point out that the incomprehensible runes carried by the two of them are actually military defense arrays?"

Park Baoying couldn't help but make a helpless look that was defeated by you, shook his head and said: "You were originally the person who arrested this pair of mandarin ducks, if you make any identification or provide any clues, it is easy for people to think that it is because of the hatred between you and Murong Ying that you deliberately framed it!"

Zhang Yan scratched his head and said with a little embarrassment: "Zhang follows the rules and abides by the law, but he is really not very good at doing these things that harm people." ”

Park Baoying couldn't help but beat Zhang Yan's shoulder with a pink fist: "That Baoying is a woman who is bad to the bones!"

Zhang Yan laughed: "I don't know this Zhang! I only know that you are a woman who haunts me, no matter what you become, Zhang will never change his mind to you." ”

Park Bo-young asked happily, "Really?"

Zhang Zhan said solemnly: "I swear by my personal reputation!"

"Gotcha! I'm lying to the ghost again!"

Without waiting for Zhang Yan to protest, Park Bo-young said: "You have to find a way to let this person say all this himself." ”

Zhang Yan thought about it for a while, and felt that such an assumption was a bit tricky: "My persuasive power doesn't seem to be so strong! Besides, as Baoying just said, don't I have to pay attention to avoiding suspicion? How can I get in touch with him unconsciously and persuade him with my incorruptible tongue?"

Park Bo-young didn't answer and asked, "How did Ban Lu control the walking corpse?"

At the mention of Ban Lu's name, Zhang Zan's heart couldn't help but swell up with endless resentment, but this was not the time to hate Ban Lu, so after thinking about it, Zhang Zan's replied: "He used his extraordinary spiritual ability to possess his soul on the walking corpse, so as to control the walking corpse." Oh, Bo Young wants me to use the same method to control that person?"

Zhang Yan pondered for a long time, shook his head and said: "Not to mention that Zhang doesn't know soul possession at all, even if he can, he is a living person after all, and he has his own thinking." I don't feel like I'm mentally strong enough to completely control a self-aware person. ”

Park Baoying smiled and handed Zhang Yan a yellowed piece of paper: "Baoying has already prepared a mantra for you to possess souls! So, as long as you try hard, you will definitely be able to control a fool who doesn't know anything. ”

After listening to Park Baoying's words, Zhang Chuan knew that an innocent person had fallen into such a miserable situation because of his own desires, and he was uncomfortable, but he could only mutter to himself in his heart: Born in this world, no one is truly innocent!

Spiritual power, in fact, Zhang Yan didn't know when he had this ability, and he didn't know how to exercise it and how to grow it.

Alas, there are too many things, as if I really just know it but don't know why. For example, this ability, Zhang Yan is so muddy and empty, and he doesn't know that Baoshan is there, and he is indeed sorry for the special favor given by God.

Sinking his mind, Zhang Yan felt that he was slowly detached from himself, although he was in a room, but he already had this vast and boundless land in his heart.

Zhang Zhan stood in mid-air, overlooking the peaceful and silent Shangjing City, observing the world from such an angle, although he felt that the world was small, but he felt the loneliness of the high place.

The next moment, Zhang Yan's heart moved, and he didn't delay for a second at all, he came to the Murong Mansion.

Zhang Zhan stepped into Murong Mansion for the first time, but Xiao Yu'er's familiar aura made Zhang Zhan like an old horse who knew the way, passing through the court and tiles, and came to a closed door without touching the ground.

Here, Zhang Yan hesitated a little and did not cross the closed door in time.

At this time, it was the middle of the night, and if it was a woman's boudoir that Zhang Zhan didn't know, Zhang Zhan definitely didn't have any psychological disorders, and his eyes were already green, and the corners of his mouth were flowing into it.

But it was Xiao Yu'er who fell asleep inside.

Whether this is similar to the feelings of "being closer to home, more timid", Zhang Zhan can't clearly distinguish. However, he just couldn't walk into this room without hesitation.

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhang Yan gritted his teeth and walked through the door silently.

Under the curtain, Zhang Yan saw Xiao Yu'er, who was so thin that he was almost imhuman.

Her eyes were closed, and she slept peacefully, but her face was pale, and even the boundless darkness could not hide it.

"Rain, rain!"

Zhang Yan called her name hoarsely, like a cuckoo crying blood, miserable.

But Zhang Yan screamed more than a dozen times, and she had never heard of them. Only then did I realize that I am not a substantive "person" at the moment, and to use the most mysterious words, I am just a touch of nothingness out of my soul, which I can see, but I can't touch it. It can be called, but it is empty.

However, even though Zhang Zhan had realized this, he still didn't want to give up, and called out again and again almost in a frenzy: "Yu'er, wake up, I'm coming to see you!"

screamed dozens of times, but Xiao Yu'er showed no signs of waking up. At this time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door, and then the door was kicked open with a "bang", and Zhang saw Murong Ying, who was drunk and drunk, with a strange laugh, passed through himself, and then lifted the curtain in front of the window and pounced on Xiao Yu'er on the bed.

With a terrible scream, Xiao Yu'er finally woke up.

Her eyes, which had always been so smart and leisurely, were now cloudy to the point that there was no trace of color. The only sign that these eyes still belong to human beings is the horror and pain contained in them that make Zhang Remnant's heart break and distress, and make Zhang Remnant's eyes tear with hatred.

His mood fluctuated violently, and Zhang Yan could no longer achieve "fugue is too empty", and woke up in shock.

The next moment, Zhang Chuan held the Qingfeng Sword and kicked open the door of his room, his clothes were disheveled and his eyes were red, and he walked towards Murong Mansion without saying a word.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Yan, and said in surprise: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Yan said coldly: "Get out!"

Wan Yan nodded his head: "It seems that I want to go and die, please forgive me for not being enough brother to stop you!"

The Qingfeng Sword roared, and it was buzzed by Zhang Yan's hand: "I'm crazy, really! Don't stop me." ”

Wan Yan smiled and said, "Take out your skills and step on me." ”

Zhang Remnant gritted his teeth and gurgled: "I'm sorry, I'm really crazy!"

After finishing speaking, the Qingfeng Sword brought a pleasant dragon roar, and a touch of green light shot his throat.

Wanyan turned around, and a spiral energy was brought up on his body, which made Qingguang deviate from his strength, and he staggered by him.

Immediately after Wan Yan injured a hand knife and slashed at the sword body of the Qingfeng Sword, Zhang Jian suddenly felt that his palm was hot, and the long sword came out of his hand.

Zhang Yan didn't react at all, and was kicked to his knees by Wanyan's injury: "Don't look at what virtue you have now, do you dare to find someone to fight hard at this level!"

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Zhang Remnant's mouth, and he raised his head and looked at Wan Yan miserably: "I don't want to live anymore! Brother, kill me!"

Planted on the cold ground, Zhang Yan let the dust that had been stepped on by 10,000 people dirty his face, he really couldn't stand it.