Murong Xiaotian still tried his best to control it, not relying on skills. At this time, no skills could stop the penetration and invasion of this invisible spiritual power.
This is the struggle of willpower and the endurance of consciousness.
Your whole body and mind feel as if you have fallen into endless ice and are suffering. Just guarding that spiritual consciousness, your brain seems to have entered a blank, completely frozen, making you unable to think.
Your thinking no longer controls your behavior.
At this time, Murong Xiaotian could only do it subconsciously. He calmly took two sips of wine, then put the wine jar down steadily and smiled boldly: "Haha, good wine, good wine!"
All this seems to be completed and natural. However, these are Murong Xiaotian's subconscious actions under the support of willpower. His brain has no idea what he is doing.
The NPC man still didn't say anything, but when he looked away, a casual smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Shh!"
Murong Xiaotian's whole body relaxed, and he suddenly regained consciousness. Only then did he realize that his whole body was soaked with sweat, and his whole body seemed to be about to collapse.
In those few seconds, it was like experiencing a vigorous battle of life and death.
"It's so scary!" Murong Xiaotian sighed secretly.
To be honest, even in "Destiny", he never had the idea of being afraid when facing the masters of the "Heavenly Way" in the underworld.
But this time, he really felt this way, the feeling of fear.
Because you can't measure the strength of this NPC at all. He can sit there motionless. He doesn't even need to make a move. He can kill you with just a look.
There are no moves or skills. It seems that what kills you is not a person or any existing creature, but the air.
Let me ask you, how should you fight back when faced with air?
Murong Xiaotian, for the first time, felt at a loss and unable to face it.
The big NPC man still didn't speak, and didn't look at Murong Xiaotian again. He continued to eat his meat and drink his wine. Murong Xiaotian did the same, eating his meat and drinking his wine.
"Brother, please tell me, where is the 'Black Bamboo Forest'?" After a long time, after eating and drinking, Murong Xiaotian asked again.
There was still no answer, and the big NPC man still acted as if he didn't exist.
"Brother, thank you for the wine, and thank you for the meat. I came in a hurry today, and there is really nothing else except steamed buns. I will prepare good wine and meat tomorrow, and come and get drunk with my brother."
Murong Xiaotian stood up and cupped his hands. Seeing that the NPC man was still indifferent, he could only sigh inwardly and turned towards the door.
To be honest, he no longer knew how to deal with this NPC master.
Originally, it was a great opportunity to meet a master with this kind of ability, just like the old fishing man he met in the "Ling Ling World" when he was in "Destiny". Therefore, he realized the "demon power conversion"
Technique'.
On the desert island, he met Xiaoyaozi and learned the 'Integration and Forgetfulness Technique'.
But this time, it was so different from before. As long as the NPC man opened his mouth, he would say a word or make some behavioral actions.
Then, Murong Xiaotian can use these to figure out the other party's character and thoughts, and then prescribe the right medicine.
But now, he is obviously sitting in front of you, but you seem to be facing the invisible air. What should Murong Xiaotian do?
Forget it, if you miss it, just miss it. Some things cannot be forced.
But just as he walked to the door, Murong Xiaotian walked back again, opened the 'Ultimate Warehouse', took out the 'Warrior's Ax', put it on the table with a "snap"; then, picked up the 'Axe' just now
The NPC man gave him a short knife for eating meat, and said to the man: "Brother, wherever we meet in life, we are destined to meet each other. Whether you believe it or not, I have already
You treat me as my elder brother; leave this short sword to me as a souvenir. Of course, taking it away without your consent is an act of robbery. Therefore, I take this 'Warrior's Axe' and
You change; I also know that with your strength, big brother, you won’t even take a fancy to a weapon like this, but for me, this is basically my best weapon, so just accept it."
After Murong Xiaotian finished speaking, he took the short knife and left again.
"return!"
The moment Murong Xiaotian walked out of the door, a deep shout came to his ears.
Following the sound, Murong Xiaotian's figure appeared out of thin air on the chair opposite the NPC man, as if he had been sitting here all the time and had never moved.
"Hold!"
Murong Xiaotian's pupils instantly dilated, so horrified that even his pores stood up.
It’s incredible. What kind of ability is this?
If the big NPC guy just pulls him back from the door, that's okay.
But what really frightened Murong Xiaotian was that he had no idea how all this happened, and he didn't even have any feeling. It was as if he was simply dreaming and walking towards the door in a dream, but he himself was actually
Sitting here, not moving at all.
However, subconsciously, a voice clearly told Murong Xiaotian that he had indeed left and walked to the door.
However, the moment he heard the NPC man's voice, he sat back inexplicably without even knowing what was going on.
"Brother, are you the one who brought me back?" Murong Xiaotian reached out and touched his nose, showing a helpless smile.
"Boy, you eat my flesh and drink my wine without my consent, and you trade rubbish weapons for my 'Primordial Blade' without asking me if I am willing. You are so shameless,"
The big man chuckled.
However, the other end was always lowered, and the eyes still did not look at Murong Xiaotian.
"Uh!" Murong Xiaotian looked a little embarrassed.
He stretched out his hand and touched his nose, and said with a wry smile: "Brother, you are obviously the one who threw the dagger to me and invited me to eat meat?"
"Pull him down! I threw you the dagger, meaning to let you kill yourself. I really don't know if you are really stupid, or are you pretending to be stupid on purpose?"
"Forehead!"
Murong Xiaotian's forehead was sweating.
Fuck, is it my poor understanding ability or the other party's poor expression ability? As long as you are not an idiot, you can see it.
But who can I judge this meeting and this principle?
It can only be that this big NPC man will do whatever he says.
Who made this their territory? Who made their strength so terrifying?
