Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince’s Black Belly Wife

"It's Murong Xinger again. I really have a headache when I hear this name." Leng Yetong raised her forehead with one hand, her brows frown, and said a little displeasedly. From the heart, she now resists the name Murong Xinger and has been living under this name. This feeling makes her very upset and wants to kill. Taking a deep breath, calmed my mood, raised my eyes, and said quietly, "I think you need to explain to me the spell of Jiuli, I don't know enough."

"The Jiuli attack type is mainly based on the spell ball, which compresses the power of the spell into black beads with different spells written on it. The defensive spells are built on their own weapons. On the other hand, the spell of defense is engraved and compressed on its own weapon. The blessing and curse spells are practiced according to their own spiritual power and their choices, but the Jiuli blessing spells are only so sporadic. According to their own mana, the stronger the curse type is, the longer the curse effect and duration will be. "Beichen Moxuan drank the tea and smoothed his throat, said softly.

"Then you can explain to me that ... uh, huh? Is that the name. Why did it evolve? It got bigger and bigger, faster and faster, more and more Amazing? "Thinking back to the memory of that night, Leng Yetong thought while asking.

"That is the entity formed by the afterimage of the ancient Warcraft cricket, but the power of the afterimage will not be strong enough to evolve, approaching the entity. On that day, Biyue catalyzed all the spell **** in his hand, the ability in the spell ball. Together, they provide nourishment and evolutionary nourishment for the lingering afterimage, and we can only think of it that way. ”Beichen Moxuan turned his eyes, thinking for a moment, and said lightly.

"I'm thinking, it's me who plays the fuxiqin, shouldn't I be faced with endless pursuits?" He rolled his eyes and raised a smile, pretending to be relaxed and half-joking.

"No, at least not for the time being." Beichen Moxuan shook her head gently, looked at her eyes, and said lightly, "Although you played Fu Xing Qin, you also recognized Fu Xing Qin as a blood vessel. Lord, but the sense of your body is not awake because of the seal, so the Jiuli people ca n’t feel your existence, and Biyue ’s soul is better able to conceal the matter of playing fuxiqin for you. At the same time, anyone who wants to check the situation with a spirit mirror will be injured by the power of Fuxiqin, so I won't know that you played Fuxiqin. "

"This is much easier to do. Gu Ningyan's assassination of me has not stopped. If I add the assassination of the Jiuli ethnic group, I think it would be better for me to return to the mountains and forests." My heart sighed a sigh of relief, smiling slightly He shook his head and said half-jokingly. Looking down, pondering, and paused, he continued, "Yes, the thing I care about more is Gu Ningyan, the princess who has no heart and mind. If it is really the Jiuli people who help her control the Shadow Army, then What is the purpose of the Jiuli? "

"This thing is not good enough, let's talk about the Princess Concubine." Beichen Moxuan frowned and said lightly, his fingers beat the table rhythmically, no emotion on his face.