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Chapter 311

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    Among all the anime, Zisu¡¯s favorite character is Bailan Jesso. If not, she would not choose to be Bailan¡¯s sister.  Brace yourself and have a good day.

    but now¡­¡­

    Zi Su froze in place, not knowing who to go to, she subconsciously hugged the box tightly, and lowered her head a little.

    She knew in her heart that the boss mentioned by the white-clothed population and the owner of this weird place was most likely her younger brother Bailan Jesso in this life.  But her status is awkward, and she doesn't know if Bailan remembers the things when she was a child, and Ming Xijue's extremely calm expression is really not like Bailan Jesso in the plot, all these make her want to die.

    Ming Xijue guessed her thoughts, and asked directly: "What are your plans?"

    "Huh?" Zisu raised her head abruptly, even more at a loss.

    Seeing her like this, Ming Xijue was finally willing to move away from the window. He walked to the table, took a bag of marshmallows in his hand, shook Zi Su, and asked casually, "Do you want some marshmallows?"

    Tsunayoshi Sawada stroked his forehead, Shisu Petrochemical, Leonard and Asakura Haoquan pretended not to hear it.

    Ming Xijue shrugged, showing a bored expression. Facts have proved that he really doesn't have the talent to activate the atmosphere.

    "Lord Bai Lan, now is not the time for you to show your evil intentions." Ning Zheng, who stood behind Zi Su and watched the whole scene, broke the silence. Ming Xijue had told her before, don't let Zi Su know that Bai Lan Jie Suobie  Ning Zheng naturally complied with her identity, she said to Zisu in a businesslike tone, "The items in your hands are very dangerous, it is better to hand them over to Lord Bailan as soon as possible."

    Zisu didn't know the relationship between them, she looked at Leonard with a look of embarrassment on her face, Leonard nodded slightly: "This box belongs to Bailan, give it to him!"

    Hearing what Leonard said, even though Zisu was extremely reluctant, she could only do so. She walked over slowly, but Ming Xijue suddenly said: "I brought the ashes of my parents.  Don't go to worship them?"

    Zisu turned pale with fright, as soon as she let go of her hand, the box fell off her hand.

    Seeing this scene, Ma Canghao leaned forward slightly, and his right hand began to form a mudra.  Ning Zheng rushed over and hugged the box tightly, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

    Ming Xijue didn't pay the slightest attention to the box that attracted everyone's attention. He threw the marshmallow aside, glanced at the display screen of a certain instrument on the table, and unconsciously stroked the sea-blue gemstone.  But his small movements, no one noticed.

    Ning Zheng was holding the box, and was about to ask her boss what to do when she heard Ming Xijue say, "Just put it on the table."

    Can such an important thing just be placed on the table?  Well, to you, this thing is really nothing.

    Ning Zheng carefully placed the box in the middle of the table, thought for a while, and then moved a few documents aside to block the box.

    Ming Xijue's gaze has moved to Zisu: "I heard that you can't ignite the flame of death energy?"

    When he said this, from his expression to his eyes to his tone of voice, he seemed to be very familiar with Zisu, which actually made Zisu even more frightened.  Peng Lie knew about the time traveler, and was arresting people on a large scale. It makes no sense that Bailan Jesso didn't know. If he remembered what happened back then, he would find that her sister was also a time traveler. No matter who  It's impossible to treat the traversers as real relatives, right?  Why heZisu had countless thoughts in her mind, but she still remembered to answer the question, so she lowered her head and whispered, "It shouldn't be possible"

    When she said this, she was a little uncertain. How could she, who wanted to change Bai Lan's fate, not have the ability to exchange?  But what she exchanged was excellent aptitude, not some amount of deadly flames.  Anyone who has read martial arts novels knows that no matter how good your aptitude is, if you are past your age and haven't encountered the peerless magical power of the I Ching, you will be useless and you will not be able to achieve much.  So she really didn't know if she, who was already twenty-three years old, could ignite the flame of death energy and how powerful it was.

    Ming Xijue took a few steps forward, and pressed Zisu's wrist. Zisu subconsciously wanted to shrink back, but Ming Xijue had already let go, and said calmly: "The very thick fog attribute, if fully activated, coupled with systematic training  , maybe you can become the top fifty illusionists in the world."

    "I'm of fog attribute?" Zisu asked in surprise.

    Creating something out of nothing, creating nothing out of something, in order to confuse the enemy, making it impossible for them to grasp the entities of family members, illusory phantoms, this is the definition of fog.  Think about the impressive Liudao Mukuro and D. Spedo, and the soft girl Collom who took another extreme, complaining about Di Fran, and Zisu with black lines all over her head.

    The fog attribute seems to be the least pleasant among the seven attributesThe ring of Mare's big sky on the right was glowing with sea-blue light, and there was no flame of death, no box of weapons, and no gears.  The faint sea-blue light turned into sixty-four identical thin lines, piercing through the cold metal and glass, shooting straight to the surroundings.  The light and sound absorption characteristics of the dark sky did not have any effect on these thin lines at all, allowing them to bring a little bit of light.

    As if it had been a long time, and it seemed that it was just a moment, Ming Xijue closed her right hand tightly.

    In an instant, the dark space oscillated rapidly, the surrounding elements rioted, and the prohibitions collapsed one after another. The battleship manufactured by combining the highest technology of Mirufiore and amalgam almost turned over.  Like a small boat struggling in a storm, Ming Xijue's expression is still so calm and composed, his body is motionless, his eyes are turned to the outside world, showing a smile of victory.

    In the next second, the dark sky, which has always been unfavorable and frightening, is ash, flying, smoke, and disappearing.  (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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