"Where did you take A-Qiao and his wife?" Si's mother looked at Nan Muran and asked coldly.
Nan Muran thought, as a top tracking psychic, how could she ask such a funny question? Can't she find the answer herself?
"You have experienced too little life and death, so you are a little naive." Xuanwu's ethereal voice in the space revealed an indescribable disdain.
Nan Muran was a little surprised. In her impression, Xuan Wu was like a saint who knew everything and never had any emotions. This was the first time she felt disgusted.
Watching Si Mu Nan Muran calmly stating the facts: "She blew up her crystal core and died."
"How could that be?" Si's mother didn't believe it at all.
Si Qiaoyun was such a life-loving person. She had sacrificed so much just to stay alive, young and beautiful. How could she end up dying from her own crystal core exploding?
"You forced her to death." Father Si figured out the reason first, and there was obvious murderous intent in his tone.
"Maybe. But now, you should worry about your own situation." Nan Muran looked at Si's father and had already thought of destroying him.
But Ning Jun, a control-type psychic at the peak of level eight, will be very troublesome.
Even if Si Ye cooperated with him to stop time, it would be difficult to kill all these people in an instant.
Father Si looked at Nan Muran as if he had heard a joke. Every word he said was filled with murderous intent: "You really are overestimating your own abilities."
Because they were too surprised that Nan Muran forced Si Qiaoyun to death and killed Jiang Hai, no one noticed that when the two sides were confronting each other, the tiny branches of the willow had already brought the juice of Xiaobai to their feet.
Nan Muran had been holding Si Ye's hand, and after seeing Xiao Liu's position clearly, she suddenly tightened her hand. This was the secret signal between them regarding the coordination of their supernatural powers.
After knowing that Nan Muran was ready, Si Ye quickly mobilized his time ability, and everything around him stopped in an instant.
Nan Muran directly urged the little willow on the ground to change direction quickly. Unfortunately, because Si Jinle and his group had suffered too many casualties, there were only three branches left.
Knowing that she couldn't deal with several strong men at the same time, Nan Muran directly chose the plant-type psychic Ling Rourou, the healing-type psychic Qin Ying, as well as Si's father who had to be dealt with, and the powerful ice-type psychic Ning Feng who stood beside him.
The green silk thread was very thin, so faint that it was invisible to the human eye. At the moment when the silk thread was about to enter the bodies of the four of them at the same time, Ning Jun moved first.
The first thing he saw was the faint green thread on Ning Feng, who was closest to him.
"Ning Feng, be careful." Ning Jun almost subconsciously used his control to deal with the branch that was about to enter Ning Feng's flesh.
"So fast?" Si Ye was surprised that his time ability could control Ning Jun for such a short time. At the same time, in order to avoid being discovered by Ning Jun, Si Ye directly stopped using his time ability.
Although the stagnation time was very short, it was enough for Nan Muran.
The remaining three willow silk threads that had not been discovered successfully entered the bodies of other people.
At the same time, Nan Muran's mental pressure was directly exerted on Ning Jun.
Ning Jun's mental power, which had originally controlled the little willow branch, stagnated for a moment, and the real bodies of Xiao Liu and Xiao Bai had already arrived at his feet during this time.
The green thread split into two and quickly returned to the bodies of the two little ones.
It was only a moment of loss of control, but it shocked Ning Jun. He looked at Nan Muran and said affirmatively, "Are you a level 6 psychic attack-type mutant?"
Psychic psychics are rare to begin with, and offensive psychics are even rarer.
It is even more unbelievable that she can control an offensive psychic to such an exact degree. How did this girl do it?
Other ordinary psychics might not understand what Ning Jun meant, but for the ancient families inherited from Obsidian, such as the Si family, the Ning family, the Qin family, and the Su family, everyone knew what his words meant.
If the Nan Muran in front of her was really a level six attack-type psychic, then except for Ning Jun, no one else standing in front of her would be her match in a one-on-one fight.
"You have a good eye." Nan Muran looked at Ning Jun without hiding anything. Even if this person had no ill will towards herself and Si Ye, they must not be careless.
Looking at Nan Muran and thinking of Ning Jun's words, Father Si's face changed drastically, as if he had recalled something horrible, and he became uncontrollably crazy: "Monster, you really deserve to die."
He wanted to condense a fireball to attack Nan Muran directly, but found that the scene in front of him did not change at all, and then condensed his strength again: "My ability..."
"Mine is gone too." Qin Ying behind him originally wanted to help Father Si check it out, but found that his healing power disappeared directly.
Her face turned pale instantly. Her healing ability was meant to save everyone's lives, but now it's gone.
On one side, Ling Rourou felt the empty supernatural power in her body and smiled bitterly. Perhaps this was a good thing.
"Is it the silk thread just now?" Ning Jun couldn't help but feel scared.
If he hadn't discovered it in time, Ning Feng would have lost his supernatural power at that moment. After he realized what was happening, he wanted to keep Xiao Liu and Xiao Bai, but he found that they returned to Nan Muran's left wrist like a beam of light.
After trying again and again, Father Si's face had turned the color of liver: "My supernatural power..."
Ning Jun looked at Si's father with a bit more helplessness in his eyes. The two sides haven't even had a direct fight yet, but they have already lost three psychics. It's really surprising.
However, seeing the intimacy between Si Ye and Nan Muran, he felt a hint of anticipation in his heart. Perhaps the appearance of this girl was an opportunity for Hei Yao.
"Now, should we continue fighting or stop here?" Nan Muran ignored the pain of Si's father and mother and fell her eyes on Ning Jun, who should have the most say.
This guy is much more interesting than he lets on.
Ning Jun looked at Nan Muran and Si Ye, then looked around at the densely packed mutant plants and beasts, knowing in his heart that even if he fought to the death today he might not be able to gain any advantage.
"That's it. We will go down the mountain immediately. See you later." Ning Jun looked at Nan Muran and there was no hatred in his tone.
Nan Muran didn't think there was anything wrong with Ning Jun's choice, so she nodded slightly and said, "Then, take care, everyone. We won't see you off."
"Uncle Jun, we..." Si Jinle looked at Nan Muran who was leaving with dissatisfaction on his face, but chose to shut up in the face of Ning Jun's cold eyes.
Ning Jun looked at him for a long time, sighed and advised: "Only by staying alive can we have a chance to turn defeat into victory."
Hearing Ning Jun's words, Si Jinle's eyes became more calculating: "After they get the things, they will leave Ghost Cry Mountain."
"Notify the nearby Obsidian members as soon as possible and quickly gather at Boundary Mountain." Ning Jun's tone became more determined.
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