Everyone looked back and exclaimed: "Ah, look at the slave pen!"
Under the eyes of everyone, the slave circle is actually shrinking!
Originally, it was like a necklace, quite generous.
But at this moment, it contracted rapidly until it strangled Miaoyin's neck!
"Ah!" Miaoyin felt that her neck was getting tighter and tighter, and she was about to suffocate, which made her panic. This feeling was like being drowned and unable to breathe, desperate and frightening!
She tried to pull the locked collar with her hands, but the more she pulled, the more the collar shrank.
Liu Fenglei's eyes turned red with anxiety, and he grabbed Ouyang Yan's collar: "Quick, stop the slave pen immediately!"
Ouyang Yan said: "When the Zixiao slave circle shrinks, the more you pull it, the tighter it will become."
Upon hearing this, Miaoyin immediately let go of her hand, and sure enough, the contraction of the slave circle immediately slowed down.
When he stopped, he had already strangled her neck tightly.
Although the strangulation made it difficult for her to breathe, it was not suffocating, it was just very uncomfortable.
Looking at Miaoyin, whose face was red from holding back, Liu Fenglei was heartbroken and shouted: "Is there really no way to untie the Zixiao slave circle?"
Ouyang Yan did not want to suffer the pain of flesh and blood in vain, and said: "To untie the bell, the person who tied it must be tied. Only the refiner can untie it."
Different Zixiao slave circles have different refining and amplification methods.
Only the refiner himself knows how to unlock it.
Liu Fenglei was furious: "Come here! Assemble the army and capture Xia Qingchen alive at all costs!!"
How could the majestic Princess Zhongyunjing be enslaved by a man?
If the news spreads, how can Zhongyun Realm retain its dignity?
"I advise you not to do this." Ouyang Yan was released, took a few deep breaths, and said quickly.
"What's the reason?"
Ouyang Yan said: "The reason is that the refiner can activate the Zixiao slave circle through the air, causing it to explode instantly and kill the enslaved object."
Across...across the air?
"How far apart can we be?" Liu Fenglei's heart sank.
Ouyang Yan said: "It depends on the strength of the refiner's cultivation. The weakest is thousands of miles away, the strongest...there is no limit to the distance!"
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Miaoyin's body trembled, she retreated weakly, and hit the wine table, knocking the bowls and chopsticks to the ground and smashing them to pieces.
Her face turned pale and her body trembled, and she said, "Am I going to wear a slave ring for the rest of my life?"
The previous slave circles were a bit like jewelry, and those who didn't know might not criticize it.
But now, the entire slave circle is holding its throat tightly, and anyone who is not blind can see that it is a slave circle.
Let me ask, how does she meet people?
How to compete for the succession of King Zhongyun?
No matter how weak the force is, it is impossible for a slave controlled by others to sit on the throne of a ruler.
What's more, there is an existence like Zhongyun Realm?
However, what made Miaoyin completely fall into the abyss was that Ouyang Yan said again: "It seems that the princess does not understand the existence of the "Ancient Scroll of Angry Sky" at all, let alone what the Zixiao Slave Circle means."
"What do you mean?" Miaoyin felt desperate. She had already fallen into such a situation. Is there anything worse than this?
Ouyang Yan said: "People who wear the Zixiao Slave Circle cannot leave their master for too long. If it exceeds an hour, the self-destruction function will be activated."
She took a deep look at Miao Yin and said, "If you adjusted the collar with Xia Qingchen's permission, then there will be no problem. But if you escape privately, please wish yourself well, Princess."
Miaoyin's eyes went dark, she felt like the world was spinning, and he hesitated: "How long have I been back?"
A soldier said: "Nearly half an hour."
That was the time after she returned to the village. It still took her half an hour to get back from climbing the mountain.
An hour has just arrived!
"Look at the slave circle, the color has changed!" The royal spiritual master was the first to notice the change.
I saw that the collar of the slave collar was originally silver-white, but it strangely changed to blood-red, and the blood-red color spread to the rest of the collar.
Ouyang Yan sighed: "It seems you have escaped! From now on, the blood line will travel through the slave circle for a week. At that time, the slave circle will explode automatically."
She shook her head: "If the princess doesn't want to hurt others, please ask someone to stay away from the crowd. The explosion will be very powerful."
"No! I don't want to die!" Miaoyin was so anxious that she almost cried. She wanted to open the slave circle, but she didn't dare to move again.
Nothing is more painful and more painful than waiting for death.
"Maybe the princess returns to the refiner herself, and he has a way to stop the self-destruction. Of course, since you escaped, he may not be willing to save you." Ouyang Yan added.
Go back...go back?
Miaoyin never wanted to go back to Xia Qingchen, those days were too painful.
I could feel death approaching in my neck, and I lost my courage.
Liu Fenglei's face sank into the water: "Princess Princess, go back!"
He could not watch the princess die in front of his eyes, so he could only advise her to go back as soon as possible.
The ten generals also had sad expressions on their faces and knelt down on one knee: "Princess, please go back."
Miaoyin stumbled back and leaned on the dining table.
What is despair?
Despair is when all the most reliable people are standing by your side, but no one can save you and can only watch you die.
"No! I don't want to go back, no!" Miaoyin clutched the edge of the dining table tightly and said absentmindedly.
It was not easy to regain freedom, it was not easy to taste the good life of the past, and it was not easy to return to heaven from hell.
Are you asking her to go back now?
Is there anything more cruel than this in the world?
But, she doesn't want to die.
Looking back at the delicacies she was savoring just now, Miaoyin was extremely reluctant to part with them. She grabbed a bun, wrapped another roast chicken, looked at Liu Fenglei decisively, and left.
Liu Fenglei clenched his fists, tears rolling down his face: "Princess, this old minister is incompetent!"
What kind of miserable life did the princess lead that she had to take away a steamed bun and a roast chicken before leaving?
Thinking of this, I felt sad and shed tears.
Poor princess!
Miaoyin left the village and ran all the way, not forgetting to eat steamed buns and roast chicken, for fear that she would live in poverty in the future.
When she went down the mountain, the red line on her neck was about to travel for a week and reach the edge of self-destruction.
Standing in front of the mountain bag, he saw Xia Qingchen talking with Fang Cuihong and others from a distance.
"Master Xia!" Miaoyin wiped her glossy mouth and ran to him panting.
Xia Qingchen glanced at her and said, "Where are you?"
Miaoyin's face turned red and she said, "I'm looking for a suitable excavation site for you, sir. I've been looking everywhere."
As he spoke, he was breathing heavily, looking very tired.
Fang Cuihong frowned, and wanted to ask why she didn't see her just now, but seeing her looking so tired, it was hard to scold her.
"Oh." Xia Qingchen continued talking to Fang Cuihong and others nonchalantly.
After a group of people searched, they found a place that was very suitable for digging.
Seeing that Xia Qingchen was not suspicious, Miaoyin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, luckily she came back in time.
Didi
Suddenly, the Zixiao Slave Circle around her neck made a beeping sound and emitted a red light that flickered on and off.
Miaoyin's face turned pale with fright, and she tugged on Xia Qingchen's sleeves. When he looked back, she pointed at the collar and said hurriedly: "It's going to explode!"