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Turing came to Hegel's mansion, and as soon as he entered the living room, his face was covered with clouds.
"Why does the elder brother of the clan look like this?" Hege hurriedly stepped forward and asked.
"When I came, I encountered a monster. Although this guy has a low spiritual power level, he is not afraid of my secret poison!" Turing took a sip of Xiangming and said depressedly.
"What~!?" Hege was also shocked when he heard this. He knew clearly how the secret poison of Turing, Tianyi Bone Earing San, was extremely domineering. Now that there were people who were unaffected, he really felt strange.
"Could it be that Lord Lan Xiang has arrived?" Hege guessed while resuming the tea for Turing.
"It seems that it is him. I heard that Lord Lan Xiang is not very spiritual, but he is full of alien powers and ghosts and gods. Only this kind of monster can be immune to my toxins~!" Turing nodded after taking a sip of tea.
"So~~, our plan seems to be changing. Brother Turing, how far is your dark witchcraft?"
"It's 70% away, it's still two levels away from the peak, but it should be no problem to cooperate with you to kill Lord Lan Xiang~! But~, I need something~!"
"Just speak whatever you want, I will never hide anything here~!"
"That's good~~! Illusion Concentration is probably still in Brother Hege's treasure house. As long as we use the Illusion Concentration at critical moments, we will be 90% sure to kill Lord Lan Xiang~!"
"This~~~, OK~! Please follow me~!" When Hege heard this, his heart seemed to be bitten off a piece of meat, but in order to increase his chances of winning, he has also made great efforts now.
Hege's treasure house contains countless rare treasures. The treasures of this hidden family are comparable to those of the empire. Many of them are rare treasures in the world, but Turing turned a blind eye to other treasures. He only cared about the purple-red illusion.
According to legend, the heart-setting in the illusion is a treasure that the gods fought ten thousand years ago. With it, it can not only avoid being confused by various fantasies, but also greatly improve various magical skills based on spiritual power.
Turing is only at 70% of the dark witchcraft, and it is not enough to refine this illusion and concentrate the heart, otherwise no one in this world will be his opponent on the spiritual level.
Holding this treasure in the world in his hand, Turing's face showed obsession and madness. Through this illusion, he tried his best to enlarge his spiritual touch range. Suddenly, the entire Liefeng City was in his senses.
Chu Menghen, who was in love with Yi Lan, suddenly felt a thrill. It was the coldness from the soul level. An irresistible huge cold breath swept over, making his little brothers immediately despair.
Yi Lan, who was keeping a negative distance from Chu Menghen, immediately felt something wrong with Chu Menghen. She hurriedly hugged her sweetheart tightly and asked softly: "What's wrong~!?"
"I don't know why, the dark witchcraft of Turing suddenly became extremely strong. I couldn't resist it~!" Chu Menghen covered his head with both hands and moaned in pain.
Turing felt a sense through the illusion. After a while of exhaustion, he withdrew his thoughts and felt a little tingling in his brain. After all, his mental energy was still limited and he could not support it for too long.
The Illusion Concentration of Heart is like a magnifying glass of spiritual power. It can maximize the energy of thinking, but at the same time the spiritual power required is also vast. Turing shook his head with a wry smile. It seems that he can only control the treasures in this world in a short period of time.
Hege looked at the Turing who was deeply moved and regretted it in his heart. Because the thoughts derived from the dark witchcraft just now formed a strong cold oppression. Even he, a mentally prepared man, felt uncomfortable. It seems that if Turing sneaked into Lord Lan Xiang at a critical moment, his chances of winning would be greatly enhanced.
The two looked at each other tacitly and smiled. Hege invited Turing to his banquet living room for dinner. There were a few days left before the official duel. You might as well let Turing further familiarize himself and master the use of the illusion and heart-setting, so as to be foolproof.
After the cold pressure receded like a tide, Chu Menghen burst into a cold sweat. He hugged the slightly trembling body under him tightly, buried his big head deeply in Yi Lan's proud peaks, smelling Yi Lan's unique body fragrance, and using her charming body to resist and eliminate inner fear.
Yi Lan kissed Chu Menghen's shoulders, her legs tightly wrapped around his bee waist, urging spiritual power to squirm his Taoyuan path, as if a small mouth was sucking and sucking the little Chu brothers.
With the full comfort and boost from women, Chu Menghen gradually regained his mighty style. He violently slammed the baby beneath him, squeezing the terrifying sensation in his heart with a comfortable feeling, like a gust of storm and rain suddenly torture. Yi Lan felt like a small boat bumping in the turbulent sea, and there was a possibility of being submerged at any time...
After a long time, Chu Menghen finally got rid of the depression on his soul, and the poor Yi Lan had already fainted with "fair surname".
Looking at Yi Lan who was smiling and dizzy, Chu Menghen kissed her cherry lips with guilt on his face, passing a trace of internal strength.
"Moan~~!" Yi Lan moaned for a long time, and she subconsciously pushed the man on her body.
"Husband~~, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Lan'er. If I have such a request next time, I must find a few more sisters!" Yi Lan covered her red and swollen secret place with her hands and murmured with resentment.
Chu Menghen knew that he was inappropriate, so he giggled a few times, hugged the charming charming lady and walked towards the bathroom, and personally stroked Yi Lan's pain and healed her wounds. All kinds of charm are so beautiful.
The prosperity of Liefeng City is concentrated in the transaction of exchanging goods. In this ancient city, amethyst coins seem to be unreliable. More merchants only believe in the hard goods in their hands - real things!
Since Vidal came to this city, he has not been idle. As a senior doctor, what he cares most about are the raw materials used to make magic medicines. Obviously, there are many things he needs here. In a relatively large site for goods to exchange for goods, many treasures are emitting amazing spiritual energy.
"Brother Vidal~, what are we doing here~!" Ling Long, who was following Vidal, asked in a sweet voice.
Facing this lovely man, Vidal showed a hint of compassion on his face. Ling Long and Vidal got along very well along the way. Vidal vaguely treated Ling Long as his own sister. He smiled slightly and said, "There was a pity before the dying of the disabled doctor - to improve the art of rebirth of the body casting~! Now I still have two treasures, Colorful Spirit Ginseng and Illusion Concentrating Heart, to collect all the materials. If there isn't here, I really don't know where to look for it!"
Ling Long hugged Vidal's arm and said, "I have a premonition. Brother, there will definitely be something you want here~!"
Perhaps it was a hope, or perhaps it was a comfort. After hearing this, Vidal felt slightly wider. He smiled and hugged Ling Long's delicate body, rose up, and flew straight to the exchange venue with aura...
(Send my most sincere comfort and blessings to the suffering compatriots in Lushan~! May we unite and overcome difficulties together~!)