"What kind of magician are you?" Xue Qing asked Xiao Yao, the young man who was the only one who could escape from the general's mansion.
"Two, two stars." Xiao Yao replied.
Xue Qing was stunned. All the eight-star saints were killed, but this two-star ordinary magician escaped. It was incredible.
Could it be that her previous judgment was correct, that this young man's body was not at the limit of what a human being could endure? And the power he had yet to explode was only because his body was sealed by another strange force.
These are just Xue Qing's speculations, which cannot be confirmed. Her tone increased: "Is it true?"
"Yes." Xiao Yao's eyes dimmed.
Xue Qing didn't seem to believe it. She heard that the general of the Western Region, Xiao Xu, was a self-interested person and was very strict with his descendants. Three stars was acceptable, but Xiao Yao, who was born as a general and only had two stars at the age of seventeen, was too ordinary.
Xiao Yao looked up and saw Xue Qing's face full of doubts, hesitantly said: "It's true."
"Give me your hand." Xue Qing ordered.
Xue Qing's face was stern, as if she didn't like him very much. Xiao Yao stretched out his hand tremblingly. Xue Qing tested his skill. Xiao Yao's whole body was paralyzed, and he screamed as if he was electrocuted.
As expected, the internal strength is very poor. Xue Qing, the Ten Star God Emperor Illusion Master, can easily measure the opponent's illusion power. Yue Qianxun also measured the illusion power for Xiao Yao before and said that his physical condition is extremely poor. Yue Qianxun thinks so.
With an extremely poor physique, it must have taken a lot of effort to cultivate to the second level.
The difference between extremely poor and extremely high talent is actually just a matter of thought. No matter whether the young man's physical condition is good or bad, his illusion power is indeed very low.
Xue Qing let go of her hand and Xiao Yao was paralyzed on the ground. Xue Qing then thought about it again. This young man's martial arts were low, so how could he escape from the Palace of the Western Region and all the way to Nanshan Tianxue Medical Center? This... is hard to believe.
Believe it!
"How did you come to Tianxue Medical Center?" Xue Qing asked in a deep voice.
"I, I don't know either. I just felt that someone was chasing me. I was afraid that I would die if I stopped, so I kept running and running. Then I fainted, and then you guys saved me."
Xiao Yao said.
"It's impossible. With your skills, it's impossible to escape from the Western Empire to Nanshan in one night. What's more, the mountain is steep. How can you climb to the top of the mountain if you are seriously injured? Also, since the people who are chasing you are
Martial arts are unpredictable, and killing you is even easier. I will never let you escape." Xue Qing's eyes were cold, "So there is only one possibility, you are lying!"
Xiao Yao was startled and sweated profusely: "I, I didn't lie."
"You lied!" Xue Qing narrowed her eyes, grabbed his wrist with murderous intent, and asked, "Tell me, are you the real Xiao Yao? What are your intentions in coming to Tianxue Medical Center?"
Xiao Yao tried his best to hold back the tears in his eyes. When Xue Qing said this, he also felt very strange. How could he escape and escape to this place? But all of this really happened and he couldn't explain it.
"Everything I said is true, I didn't lie." Xiao Yao's eyes were clear and sincere, without any intention of dodge.
Xue Qing thought in her mind that the young man seemed to have no scheming, but what he said was full of loopholes. Should he believe it?
"Then I will take you back to the Western Empire now and hand you over to the King of the Western Empire to see how he investigates the truth.
When Xiao Yao heard this, he was very anxious and begged: "Please save me, sister, the owner, I can't go back to the Western Empire. They don't care about my life or death at all. If I go back, I will definitely die."