"You..." The middle-aged man next to him frowned at Nan Muran's actions and wanted to shout to stop her, but was stopped by the look of Old Li on the side.
When the Black Dragon saw Nan Muran's strength, a smile appeared in his eyes. He thought to himself, letting this obviously useless guy pretend to be so arrogant, now his life is almost gone.
Nan Muran looked at the completely expanded white flowing liquid and began to retract her strength without hesitation, absorbing the power from it at the same time.
The flowing liquid felt its power being absorbed, and immediately tried to break free from the surrounding vitality, but found that there was no way to retreat.
"Damn human, let me go." The flowing liquid finally couldn't bear it anymore.
The old man had said before that he could only say what he taught him and not lose his temper, but now he was about to be absorbed by this human. If he didn't say anything and didn't get angry, it would be the end of him. He really couldn't care less.
The sound of the flowing liquid made Mr. Li and the middle-aged man stunned at the same time. The flowing liquid at this moment seemed to be a different person from the one they usually came into contact with, so what was wrong?
The black dragon that had been staring at the flowing liquid jumped out and gave the yelling dragon a fierce blow with its tail: "Shut up and behave yourself."
"This..." Looking at the flowing liquid that was hit on the stone platform by the black dragon and almost turned into a thin layer, Old Li and the middle-aged man were a little worried.
Si Ye and He Yifeng, who had been worried for a long time, gradually felt relieved because of Nan Muran's actions.
Nan Muran, who had been absorbing the power of the white liquid, looked at the black dragon with some annoyance: "Can you please stop coming out to cause trouble?"
"It's scolding you." The black dragon felt very wronged.
Nan Muran looked at the black dragon and was speechless, then suddenly asked: "Do you know who it is?"
"It's not attribution, it's just a fragment of attribution power, and it's not the most powerful one." The black dragon said in a cold tone, with disdain obvious in his eyes.
"Where is the most powerful one?"
The black dragon's eyes instantly became proud, and his tone sounded a little bit like asking for a beating: "Of course it's in my belly."
In order to improve their abilities, my brother and father sealed the destructive power of Attribution in my body. Although I have been tortured for these years, the Attribution has already been integrated into my blood as time goes by. The corrosive power of my evil liquid is actually based on the destructive power of Attribution.
"The black mucus that you spit out when you attack people?" Nan Muran instantly thought of the key point.
The black dragon nodded in approval, the human he chose was indeed very smart.
Nan Muran frowned because of his action, and the idea of beating up the black dragon reached its peak at this time: "You know Guiyin, then why didn't you speak when we mentioned him before."
"I think it's fun." After saying this, the black dragon didn't even dare to look at Nan Muran's eyes, and jumped back to Nan Muran's left wrist in shame and pretended to be dead.
After listening to this, Si Ye and Jia Wu also felt that Hei Jiao was an irritating guy, but they could only smile bitterly.
Nan Muran gritted her teeth and said, "I'll deal with you when I get back."
She was now extremely determined to obtain the royal power within the altar, so that she could brutally abuse the unreliable Black Dragon at any time.
Then her eyes fell on the obviously frightened white streamer, and her tone became more indifferent: "If you are not the attribution, why are you pretending to be it?"
The white flowing liquid was severely damaged by Nan Muran and the black dragon one after another.
He felt the power of the main body in the black dragon again, and visibly flinched when facing them: "I am attributed, and my power is the power of attribution."
"Even if you are the one who causes the damage, the power of attribution is destruction. So where does the healing power in you come from?" Nan Muran continued to ask it in a cold voice.
White flowing liquid I didn’t expect Nan Muran would be concerned about this, and I didn’t know how to answer for a moment.
"My... healing power?"
Nan Muran smiled and looked at the stammering and even somewhat foolish Liu Guang Liquid, and said in an unfathomable tone: "It's just an answer to a question, why are you so clumsy? Then how about we change the way to talk?"
"What method?" The voice of the white flowing liquid trembled slightly.
"How long can the little bit of strength left in your body last if it is constantly being drained?" Nan Muran played with the black dragon on her left wrist, releasing vital force from her fingertips as she floated in the air.
The black dragon sensed Nan Muran's emotions and silently spoke to help: "Ran Ran, I can help you collect it."
The sound was not loud, but it made everyone in the room feel the power and confidence in it.
Including the frightened flowing liquid, so the answer came out immediately: "The old man gave it to me."
"Old man, who is that?" Nan Muran asked coldly.
The flowing liquid was slightly stunned, and the light on its body also stopped, looking like a white stone. It was not that it did not want to answer Nan Muran's question, but it really did not know how to answer it.
On one side, Mr. Li looked at the flowing liquid and tried to remind the other party: "Is it Si Jing?"
"It's him." Liu Guang Liquid first said affirmatively, but then suddenly shook his head to reject the answer: "It's not him either."
"Is it true?" Nan Muran felt that this guy was really stupid. It was trapped in this place, which was no different from being imprisoned. It must have been instructed by the other party. As a result, he listened to the other party so much, but he didn't even know who the other party was.
After thinking for a moment, Liu Guang Liquid said, "Not the current Si Jing."
"What does this mean?" Mr. Li and the middle-aged man fell into confusion almost at the same time.
The only person in power in the secluded branch of the Obsidian Organization is Si Jing, so what do you mean he is not the current Si Jing?
Si Ye, who had been paying attention to the flowing liquid, suddenly asked: "How many Si Jings have you seen since you awakened?"
"Two." The white liquid answered with certainty, and felt happy.
"Are there two intersections, or is it that one appeared before and the other one appears now?" Si Ye continued to ask.
The flowing liquid pondered for a moment: "Cross appears?"
"It's just this for a while, and that for a while." Nan Muran looked at its silly look and felt a little angry.
"That's not the case." The white liquid said with certainty.
Hearing this, Nan Muran looked at Mr. Li and the middle-aged man on the side helplessly: "No, with this guy's IQ, how could he fool you?"
"It didn't talk so much before." The middle-aged man looked embarrassed and spoke in a low voice.
Mr. Li also sighed helplessly: "Liang Zheng is right, it really didn't talk so much before."
"So who taught you to pretend to be profound?" Nan Muran looked at the flowing liquid and found it somewhat amusing.
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