Black Belly Summoner: Strong on the Evil Emperor

This is not over yet.

The mental power was getting stronger and stronger, and those who felt it were slightly surprised, and many disciples looked at the house where Nalan Zhenyue was.

Such a strong mental strength.

However, this mental power suddenly weakened.

Everyone was surprised again, why is the mental power so weak?

However, it became stronger again!

Even stronger than before.

It will be weak for a while and strong for a while, which makes people feel a little confused.

This situation continued until dark.

When the sun was replaced by the moon, everyone was used to the strong and weak mental power at that time, and they didn't know when it finally disappeared.

"Hey, what are you doing here?"

A boy patted the boy who was standing still.

Under the moonlight, the boy's expression was a little dull, and he came back to his senses in a moment.

"I, I, I just seemed to..."

"Like what?"

"I think I saw her just now!"

"Who?"

"Nalan Zhenyue."

"Why didn't I see it?" Looking around, he didn't see Nalan Zhenyue as the boy said.

The boy suddenly shouted in surprise, "Why is it so dark?"

"You're stupid, aren't you?"

"I remember, it wasn't time for dinner when I came here!"

"You're so stupid! It's long past dinner time!"

As soon as the two left, the figures of Nalan Zhenyue and Huohuo walked over from the dark place, clapping their palms together, "Success!"

It wasn't that the young man was stupid, but that the young man was under the control of Nalan Zhenyue. When he saw her, he was controlled at that moment, and he stayed on the ground in a daze for an hour.

After Huohuo's power is integrated into Nalan Zhenyue's power, release the spiritual power on the target, and the other party will be bewitched and controlled.

However, it's not that easy, Huohuo's power is not easy to integrate, and she also spent a lot of time, the main thing is to practice a lot of the seventh-rank secret skills.

Day three.

The most anticipated last day.

Today is over, and the contestants for the quota competition will be born!

Nalan Zhenyue knew that Wen Qing had missed the quota contest, even though it didn't show on his face, his eyes still revealed his emotions.

He was very sad and really wanted to be with her and fight side by side.

"Don't come today, take care of your injuries first." Nalan Zhenyue thought for a while and said.

Wen Qing shook his head, "I'm going."

Look very firm.

Nalan Zhenyue glanced at him, but didn't continue to say anything.

At this moment, a thin figure ran over, with only one hand left, grabbed Wen Qing's clothes, and showed a small head to look at Nalan Zhenyue.

Is quiet.

Having stayed in Nalan's mansion for so long, Nalan Zhenyue rarely saw Wen Jing stepping out of the room on her own initiative.

Now the little girl looked at her and whispered, "Sister Zhenyue, come on."

The little girl's voice was very low, and she seemed a little scared, but she seemed emboldened that way.

Nalan Zhenyue smiled and softened her voice, "Okay, Wen Jing is also resting at home."

Wen Jing nodded her head.

Both Nalan Zhenyue and Wenqing walked towards the venue of the competition, and after leaving the Nalan mansion, they saw that none of the children of the Nalan family had left, and when they saw her come out, they all looked at her.

Nalan Zhenyue's footsteps stopped.

Those people quickly looked back and set off.

Although they didn't speak, Nalan Zhenyue could guess what they wanted to say.