He didn't take Yi Xiaorou's smile to heart. There are some things that you have to experience before you know how they feel. He just gave them a small and kind reminder.

"Okay, practice slowly!" After saying that, he turned around and entered the cave behind him.

Yi Xiaorou frowned, and as soon as she raised her head, she saw that the monster beside Nalan Mufeng had disappeared. In just a moment, there was a tearing pain behind her.

She turned her head, and the demon was floating in the air with a misty black mist. Its green eyes were arrogant and disdainful, like a high-ranking king looking at a humble ant.

The corner of Yi Xiaorou's lips curled up into an extremely cold smile. That disdainful look had been seen too much since she was trapped in Yi Qinglan's land. She didn't care much about it at first.

But now, she seems to be relieved.

She turned around, flipped her fingers, and a light dagger fell into her hand. The ghost floating in the air was coldly condensed. She just wanted to move, but found that her body stiffened uncontrollably. She was stunned.

Reading scholar?

The monster floating in the air just stared at Yi Xiaorou with its green eyes, still arrogant and disdainful. Suddenly there was a loud "rumbling" sound, and she felt the ground where she was shaking.

Then, the small pebbles lying firmly on the ground began to tremble, slowly, leaving the ground and floating in the air, one, two, three, four... They were like obedient soldiers, protecting their master.

The loyal servant, from being unstable at the beginning to floating steadily behind Xi Mei, can almost be said to be a stone wall, but the direction of the sharp water chestnut is exactly the direction of Yi Xiaorou.

Her eyes suddenly widened, it was impossible! How could a demon from a mere place be so powerful?

But what she didn't know was that the monsters in this realm were personally selected by Nalan Mufeng, and if they were favored by him, even if they were in the realm, their strength would definitely not be normal.

The clouds were bright and the wind was clear. I don’t know how long it had passed before the orange-red afterglow filled the whole world, as if it was covered with a veil. It was misty and hazy, but extremely beautiful. The towering mountains were always filled with the scent of soil and green grass.

The smell was mixed with a faint fishy smell, which was the smell of blood.

On the edge of the steep mountain range, a black shadow was extremely conspicuous. Yi Xiaorou was lying on the mountain in a large character shape without any image, with her long black hair scattered behind her head and spread on the black soil, as if she was about to melt into it.

As if in one piece, the pure black armor on his body was covered with broken scratches, and there were still wet stains of blood underneath him.

Her thick eyelashes lightly closed her eyes, her brows were deeply knitted, her lips were still tightly pursed, and her eyelashes were trembling slightly. She slowly opened her eyes, and the amber light leaking from her eyes reflected the orange color.

The red sunset was like a spring morning in the rainy season, especially cold and gloomy. She raised her bloody hand and put it on her forehead. She had never felt so powerless before.

She didn't know when the demon left. The only thing that clearly existed in her mind was the still arrogant and contemptuous look in its eyes when it left. At that time, when the stone wall spread out from all sides under its control and besieged her, that critical moment

At this moment, she suddenly realized that the restraint on her body was no longer there. She turned over and hid to the side. Even though she reacted in time, the speed was still not as fast as the stone hitting her. After all, she suffered a little scratch.

The injury was serious, but not too severe.

One blow was not finished, and another was struck. When she dodged the first wave of attacks, more counterattacks followed. How many she had dodged and how many she endured could not be counted or remembered.

No one can know the pain of the stone's sharp water chestnuts scratching the skin and tossing through the flesh, blood, meridians and bones.

But later, it seemed that it had exhausted its telekinesis power, or perhaps it felt that it was a waste to deal with a low-level waste like her. In short, it no longer used its telekinesis power to restrain and control surrounding objects to attack her. Instead, it used its own skills to

It's a real physical attack with fists and kicks.

This was where she really felt powerless. She thought that without the help of her mind, it would not be difficult to deal with it simply by relying on her fists and feet.

It was only later that she truly realized that the difference between the warriors who were truly victors, kings, and losers, and the so-called telepathic sorcerers she had faced before, was as if they had melted into the air.

She couldn't judge its position by its breathing, let alone the air flow caused by its movements to judge the direction in which it was going to attack.

However, even if she knew its location and the direction in which it was going to attack, she could still only become a piece of meat on the chopping board for it to slaughter, without the ability to fight back.

Because its speed is countless times faster than mine. Every time it attacks, it will retreat to another place. It never has a stable position and cannot be caught or touched.

Therefore, from the beginning, she could only be a plaything for its entertainment. She could not even be called an opponent. The skills she was proud of were just childish in front of it. Thinking about it, she was really powerless.

Unwilling.

Nalan Mufeng's thoughts from the beginning were somewhat different from what he just said. Also, this demon was clearly born for fighting, but he did not kill her. Although he was a bit cruel, he must have been Nalan Mufeng.

Lan Mufeng ordered.

Naturally, Nalan Mufeng's intention is also obvious. He just wants to use this to warn her that there is indeed something in her that can attract Nalan Mufeng, and she does cooperate with him. However, both of their identities and strengths are at stake.

There, how could Nalan Mufeng, that noble Demon Lord, be autocratic and overbearing, allow people and things to exist out of his control?

He wanted Yi Xiaorou to clearly understand the value of her identity, to dampen her arrogance, and to make her, like those people or demons who surrendered to him, crawl in front of him and become a chess piece that he could control!
Chapter completed!