Just when Nan Muran was about to take a step forward, Si Ye beside her held her hand and shook his head slightly, indicating that there was danger ahead.
Sure enough, a dazzling light strip appeared in the originally dim room, illuminating the entire room very brightly, and the white flowing liquid was obviously separated by a piece of glass.
Nan Muran looked at Mr. Li: "Can't we touch it directly?"
"Of course." Mr. Li nodded.
He Yifeng, who followed Mr. Li and the others in, suddenly looked up at Mr. Li in surprise. He didn't expect him to give such an answer.
Just when he was about to open his mouth to warn Nan Muran of the danger, Qinglong beside him held him down tightly and then shook his head at him.
Then the middle-aged man who had been following Mr. Li walked to the control screen in the corner. The other person's figure appeared on the control screen, and then he began to compare it with the records.
"Well, what if I gain weight, will it not be able to be opened?" Nan Muran looked at Chen Jianguo with amusement, and was full of curiosity about the comparison data.
Chen Jianguo was startled when he heard this, and then looked at Nan Muran helplessly, lowering his voice: "Stop making trouble."
Nan Muran waved her hand to show that she understood.
After all the data from head to toe of the middle-aged man was successfully compared, the glass barrier suddenly moved upwards, and then the entire white flowing liquid was exposed to everyone's eyes.
Mr. Li took the lead and moved forward but stopped one step away from the white flowing liquid.
Nan Muran and his group also followed him to the white liquid in the middle. Nan Muran looked at the liquid without shape, face, or features, and felt disgusted. The only thing that surprised him was the calm, majestic, and warm aura of this guy.
This is very similar to the power he had obtained from Chen Xiaoyang before and later from Lin Weicheng.
While she was sensing the white flowing liquid, the other party was also sensing Nan Muran's power.
After feeling the powerful strength from Nan Muran, the white liquid began to become active. It had not encountered such a powerful human being for a long time.
"I heard that you call yourself attribution?" Nan Muran looked at the flowing liquid with a teasing tone in her voice.
The light that had been flowing on the white liquid paused for a moment after hearing his name, and then returned to normal.
On the side, Mr. Li and the middle-aged man saw the slight change in the flowing liquid. They just looked at each other but tacitly did not speak.
"Why aren't you talking? Didn't you say that you have awakened your consciousness?" Nan Muran saw that it didn't move, and even reached out her hand to poke the white liquid unceremoniously.
As her fingertips poked forward, the white liquid also retracted backwards, a bit like a stress-relieving ball, which was very fun.
Nan Muran's movements were so fast that even the people around her couldn't react in time.
"Miss Nan, are you okay?" Qinglong, who had been silent all the time, held down He Yifeng, who had already lost his composure, with one hand, and looked at Nan Muran with a worried tone.
He Yifeng, who was held by Qinglong, stared at Nan Muran, his face pale and his heart beating wildly. Because in his memory, the last person who touched this thing died quickly.
Nan Muran looked back, not understanding their concerns, and frowned, asking, "What do you mean?"
Everyone was relieved when they saw her expression didn't change at all, but they were still worried. You know, those few people who died before were killed almost instantly.
He Yifeng, who had gotten rid of Qinglong, took a step forward, and pinched Nan Muran's wrist as calmly as possible, pulling her away from the white liquid: "Don't touch this thing."
"What's wrong with you?" Nan Muran looked at their expressions and subconsciously wanted to explore their thoughts.
Elder Li on the side sighed and said in a low voice: "Because before you, everyone who touched it died immediately."
Upon hearing this, Si Ye, Jia Wu and Yin Jiu all changed their expressions at the same time.
You have to know that just because it's okay now, it doesn't mean it's completely okay.
Si Ye immediately lifted her hand and checked it carefully, and said in a worried tone: "Ran Ran, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Nan Muran smiled and shook her head before pulling her hand back. There was no panic in her eyes: "Are they all dead? This thing told you that it was alive, but in the end, it did something more hurtful than the black dragon's liquid?"
The black dragon on the left wrist jumped out when he heard Nan Muran's words, and said in a very dissatisfied tone: "Just this? It's just a small fragment. What qualifications do you have to compare with me?"
The sudden appearance of the black dragon startled the people around. The Xiaolong group subconsciously adjusted quickly and protected Mr. Li and the middle-aged man behind them.
Si Ye and Jia Wu also immediately protected Nan Muran.
Nan Muran let out a burst of anger, then reached out and patted its head firmly: "You know, it can scare people to death."
"Ran Ran." The black dragon's big eyes blinked, feeling a little aggrieved.
After seeing clearly that it was the Black Flood Dragon, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Elder Li, the middle-aged man, and He Yifeng had always known about the existence of the Black Flood Dragon, and naturally they also knew that it was a King-level power.
I originally thought he was a mighty, powerful, fierce and ruthless being. But now, he looked like a mutated baby snake.
Nan Muran couldn't stand the black dragon in this state, so she was too lazy to bother with it anymore.
Xuan Wu in the space had been carefully sensing everything outside, and then his tone suddenly became colder: "Ran Ran, use your vitality to absorb it directly."
"Isn't this inappropriate?" Nan Muran hesitated.
It would be fine if he just let this guy absorb it, but now this guy has official stuff. Isn't it inappropriate for him to embezzle the things that people have always treasured in front of them?
Hearing Nan Muran's sudden words, Mr. Li and the middle-aged man immediately thought of the emperor-level existence that Nan Muran mentioned about herself. It seems that Nan Muran is talking to that special power.
"If you want to know what it is, you must use your vitality. Besides, no one else can do anything about it except you." Xuan Wu continued to speak lightly.
Although Nan Muran still felt a little reluctant, she still stretched out her hand towards the white flowing liquid.
At the fingertips, the white vitality along with the vitality of the golden silk thread surrounded the white flowing liquid like a water snake.
Feeling the vitality, the flowing liquid paused for a moment, then stretched comfortably, gradually becoming the shape of a piece of paper. But as the power became more and more full, the flowing liquid became more excited, as if it was about to jump for joy.
Such a change was very special for Mr. Li and his group, who had come into contact with the flowing liquid more than once.
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