"I'm scared to death. That girl is actually Nan Wushuang, but don't worry, Molan has been taken away from her memory, and he will no longer be moved by Nan Wushuang."

"Nan Wushuang's temperament is different from other women. Don't forget that she is a general. A woman can take the position of a general, which is extraordinary. Molan is not moved by her. What if she pesters Molan if she lives or dies? One day, if Molan thinks about it... your and my death will come."

Uncle Bai vetoed, "No, how could Molan find his lost memories and love? Unless he transforms."

"What if Molan really transforms one day?"

"No, when we five elders put him in the low world, we were to prevent him from transforming. If he transformed, the elves would be afraid of great trouble."

Uncle Hei sighed, "I hope Nan Wushuang will no longer like Molan."

"Uncle Hei, Uncle Bai, are you here?" A knock on the door came from outside, it was Bing Wu's voice.

The two of them calmed down and Uncle Bai went to open the door.

Bingwu walked in with a smile on her face, "Uncle Bai, Uncle Hei, it turns out that you are all here."

"It's almost dark, the princess is not resting yet?" asked Uncle Bai.

"I want to ask you two for help in something." Bingwu sat down.

Uncle Hei asked: "What's the matter?"

Bingwu pondered for a while, but still spoke, "I want to learn to 'sciss and soul-catching'."

Uncle Hei just brought a cup of tea, and when he heard the sound of the tea cup falling to the ground, he looked at Bingwu in disbelief, "What did you say?"

Uncle Bai was next to Bing Wu, smiling at the beginning until he heard the four words "Soul-drawing and soul-sucking" and his smile was frozen.

Bingwu knew that when she said this in front of the two of them, they would have the expression.

Once again she said affirmatively: "I want to learn 'soul-drawing photography..."

"Princess, please leave!" Uncle Hei said in a deep voice.

Uncle Bai, who has always been hilarious, no longer looked at her, "Princess, you go, it's getting late, it's time to rest."

Bingwu sat on the chair, "I won't leave."

Uncle Hei and Uncle Bai looked at each other, and after all, Uncle Bai said, "Princess, do you know what you are talking about?"

“From the moment I stepped into this room, I knew what I was talking about.”

"Learn 'soul-drawing'? Haha, do you think we can do this forbidden technique?" Uncle Bai has always been free and easy, but at this moment he couldn't help but become deeper.

Bingwu's eyebrows were soaked with seriousness, "Since I dare to speak to my two uncles, I know you can. Even if you haven't learned it, you still have a book."

"We don't know this kind of forbidden technique, so naturally there is no book. Princess, you really overestimate us." Uncle Bai's tone gradually became colder.

Bingwu stood up, "Uncle Hei and Uncle Bai, I really want to learn..."

"Impossible!" Uncle Hei refused decisively.

"Uncle Hei, Uncle Bai, you have watched me grow up since I was a child. Now I have no way out. Do you plan to abandon me and ignore me?"

"Even if we abandon you, we will not ask you to learn to 'soul-draw and absorb soul'." Uncle Bai stood with Uncle Hei at this point.

Bingwu bit her lip and took out a dagger from the ring. The blade was sharp and shining with cold light.

"Princess, what are you going to do?" Uncle Bai felt something was wrong.

Bing Wu pulled out the dagger, "Uncle Hei, Uncle Bai, I want to learn 'soul-drawing', and my mind has been decided. If you don't ask me to learn today, then I have to go to a dead end."
Chapter completed!