Yin Le's fingers and toes were a little cold and stiff. She forced herself not to look at the workspace interface. At the same time, she used her mind control and the gradual fading switching mode to push an irrelevant icon data to the
Come from the front.
This process went smoothly, at least it was not exposed by Ronan. Maybe he didn't notice it? But that person's thoughts were constantly tapping into their mental levels, forming a clear message:
"Why are you looking for me? What are you going to talk about?"
A reasonable inquiry seems to be an understatement and effortless, but this approach is the most incredible pressure. Yin Le suddenly realized the hidden meaning of Ronan's remote communication in this way.
Eighty kilometers! Maybe there are a few spiritual side mortals in the world who can cover the attack distance here, or even increase it ten times or twenty times. But it must be caused by the configuration of the abyss area to stir up the storm and turbulence, and it must be
Corresponding traces will be left.
With the Blood Soul Temple solidified in the Abyss, whether it can be blocked is one thing, and whether there is an early warning is another.
However, when Ronan's thoughts entered, there was no response from the Blood Soul Temple. In this case, either Ronan's ability to control the storm turbulence in the abyss area was superb, ranking higher than most extraordinary species in the world, and far beyond.
The level of the Bleeding Soul Temple; or he did not use the Abyss Area at all, relying on pure soul power to cover this area with his own spiritual network, capture the spiritual realm of the two chief priests of the Blood Flame Religion, and effectively interfere.
No matter what the outcome is, it has the terrifying power to shatter common sense. It is Yin Le's understanding that makes the power manifest, as if it has gathered into a dark thunder cloud, weighing on her heart. This
It was more suffocating than what she experienced in Aurora Cloud City.
Unknowingly, the chill on the tips of Yin Le's fingers and toes had penetrated to the top of his spine, half of his back was soaked with cold, and a thin layer of sweat oozed out. At this moment, Mrs. Halder's voice
It sounded at the right time, no longer through Fei Jin's meaningless channel, and he just spoke like a normal chat:
"We would like to ask Mr. Luo about the origin of the 'White Bone Hill' on the sea outside Xia City."
Yin Le opened her mouth, but no sound came out. It was purely an instinctive reaction of uneasiness. Mrs. Halder's words directly hit the most sensitive area. This should have been the ultimate goal of their roundabout exploration... Well, now they have no more
There is room for detours.
On the spiritual level, Ronan's answer was simple and direct: "I have no reason to explain to you."
"Then what Mr. Luo means is that there is nothing wrong with our 'request for explanation'. The explanation or not is only up to Mr. Luo's thoughts?"
Yin Le bit her lower lip. Mrs. Halder's tone was very calm, but in fact she was using almost sophistry skills to forcefully seek space under Ronan's pressure. This was something she could not do at this moment.
matter.
The rocking chair was rocking gently, and Mrs. Halder's body language was also very relaxed. She was smiling, and she had time to adjust the position of her legs: "Then please allow me to make a preliminary conclusion: Off the coast of Xia City, that building may be an attack site.
The Bone Hill, the key to killing Jintong, was constructed according to the fundamental secret method of our sect, the Blood Soul Temple. In some way, Mr. Luo, you have mastered this thaumaturgy that even I, the chief priest, cannot achieve...
His talent is truly admirable and enviable."
On the Aurora Cloud City side, Ronan curled his lips. He had "peeped" at Mrs. Halder's mastery of the overall situation many times. The surprise was gone, but it was still difficult to deal with.
He had placed the "Luo Nan Ruler" in Yin Le's mind and made it expand rapidly, disturbing the mind's defenses and destroying them in a matter of seconds. But Mrs. Halder controlled the waves in her heart very well.
The "ruler" is indeed penetrating, but the force of the prying is not obvious.
Ronan was well prepared for his ruthless decision-making and sharp words. He was not annoyed. He completely abandoned Fei Jin, who only knew how to pose, and continued to try to control the expansion and contraction mapping of "Luonan Ruler".
I want to hear what Mrs. Halder has to say next.
"It's always hard to balance a family's signature dish when it's served by someone else's chef... Of course, Mr. Luo, you can use it to kill Jintong. This ability is beyond the level of 'Blood Soul'"
No matter how you look at it, the limits of the temple are not derived from our fallen sect. There is no need to give us any explanation for walking upright and standing upright."
Mrs. Halder smiled and laughed at herself. She was obviously speaking to the air, but it was like a one-man show by a famous actress, vivid and natural.
Dozens of kilometers away, Ronan's face felt slightly warm.
Don't look at Mrs. Halder's speech. She spoke from Ronan's point of view. Her posture was very low, but there was clearly a sharp edge hidden in it - at least that's what it sounded like from Ronan.
The secret technique of "Blood Soul Temple" was originally brought by Ronan from the Blood Flame Order. Basically, when Morlun snatched Jack's remaining soul to supplement his own Face Spider, the magic talisman came to dominate it.
The magpie's nest, stealing the dragon and turning it into a phoenix. Since then, the Blood Flame Order has not attacked Ronan very much. It has just grown up obediently, unaware of its own hard work of herding, and has made wedding clothes for the magic talisman. It was originally an encounter style.
His little grudge was played out by Ronan with the principal plus interest and interest, and he ended up losing everything.
Well, it also comes with a Morun puppet at the end.
More or less, Ronan was a little embarrassed. But more importantly, he was curious about Mrs. Halder's mental state.
This officiant, who is supposed to be the "lost dog", is really not just pretending to be in a situation where he is able to change his mind despite being under strong pressure.
Does she have something to rely on? Unlike... Judging from the fluctuations on the mental level, it is by no means a confident and careless relaxation, but rather a stimulating enjoyment from the spirit to the body in an excited state.
This woman is enjoying her current dangerous situation.
"That's interesting."
Ronan Nan was not annoyed, but was aroused with strong curiosity and desire to explore. He had a hunch that one special target like Mrs. Halder would promote and improve his relevant research more than ten Yin Le
, better than the hundreds or thousands of drunken guys on the rooftop.
Why didn't he notice it before?
Ronan waved his hand and swept aside the sketches about Fei Jin in the virtual workspace. He took the electronic pen again and quickly sketched lines in the workspace. In a few breaths, he completed Mrs. Halder's sitting on the rocking chair in a few breaths.
The calm and composed demeanor is vividly depicted.
However, this is not enough.
During this period of time, Mrs. Halder’s words lingered in my ears: “Our church cannot ask you to do anything, Mr. Luo. We can only shamelessly plead for help for the sake of some incest love.
.”
Ronan "watched" the expression of Mrs. Halder's lips opening and closing. Information about this humanoid god's structure, life sketch, mental state and other aspects were intertwined one after another. The material was rich and the angles were diverse, but his pen tip was in the soft light-filled environment.
There have been several ups and downs in the work area, but it is still a bit difficult to write.
There was a flavor that he didn't catch.
However, as soon as Mrs. Halder said the next sentence, Ronan's pen tip crooked.
"...After all, we are also members of the Xia City branch and belong to the same lineage of ability users."
What the hell!
Ronan couldn't help but raise his head and shouted into the room: "Mrs. Halder is a member of the Summer City branch?"
The two bodyguards looked at each other, communicated with each other, and finally gave a positive answer.
There is no doubt that this is the fault of the purpose of the esper association. It claims to be an industry association that accommodates espers from all over the world. Since the members of the secret sect are also espers, the relevant personnel can theoretically only be open-minded about joining the association.
It's just that there are very few people like Mrs. Halder who join with the elites of the cult and pay regular membership dues.
Ronan made two false strokes on the sketch and shook his head: This is really a good reason!
Mrs. Halder's eyes were bright and the corners of her lips were raised, as if she was communicating with a friend, frank and bright: "Of course, based on the 'Blood Soul Temple' alone, I believe that Mr. Luo will look at the Blood Flame Order in a different light.
.In this way, if the answer to 'White Bone Hill' is not convenient to give, then I hope that Mr. Luo can help me solve another problem, a technical problem, for the sake of this incense."
"technical problem?"
Ronan repeated casually, corrected the pen tip again, and made a shadow in the work area. However, he still couldn't outline the details further. It was always just a little bit short. This made him a little anxious, but he also felt that he would get what he wanted but didn't get.
Impulse and yearning.
"What's the difference... Well, I mean, what's the difference in your skills?"
As soon as he said this, Yin Le, who was so tense next to him that he was about to collapse, his eyes lit up slightly, his heart suddenly relaxed, and he admired his boss's methods to the point of admiration.
"It's come back...I was so late in realizing it!" As soon as a person relaxes, his mind becomes alive. At this time, Yin Le finally realized the meaning of Mrs. Halder's series of words, deeds and attitudes.
Judging from the results of the personality mask analysis, Mrs. Halder lowered her attitude in time, responded honestly, and always made a fuss about Ronan's weakest social means. In the final analysis, there was only one purpose, which was to induce Ronan's "strong mask" to retreat.
, and there cannot be "weak masks" in communication in this world, so naturally, "ideal masks" will dominate.
As long as Ronan starts to talk sense, the opportunity will come to suit him - because the essence of his "ideal mask" is a strong emotional need for blood relatives. In the current world, I am afraid no one can truly satisfy it.
Ronan's wish is to settle for the next best thing and start from the perspective of theoretical research, especially format theory research, which is very likely to trigger his compensatory psychology and obtain effective positive feedback.
Contact with Ronan at this time should be the easiest opportunity to gain his favor. The most ideal way is, of course, to cater to his thoughts and ideas, fully communicate with him, give him enough respect and understanding, and preferably provide
He inspires and inspires.
Although she knew there was such an opportunity and made corresponding plans, in the earlier crisis situation, any plan was meaningless. On the contrary, Mrs. Halder stayed calm in the face of danger and set an almost perfect example.
The most difficult period is over!
Yin Le couldn't wait to think this, and then she heard Mrs. Halder's clear and smooth tone: "Mr. Luo, as I said before, the secret skills of the Blood Soul Temple passed down from the family are bad. I don't know Luo
Sir, do you have time to help our sect correct the shortcomings in this area?"
ah?
Yin Le's heart suffocated, and Ronan's thoughts came in again: "Referring to the solidified configuration of your sect in the Abyss? That's a mess."