Master of the Stars

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Fei Ge is like a lady returning home, keeping an elegant posture, going out from the balcony, and turning to the bedroom next to her, remembering to whisper "Good night, everyone", so she gently took the door and settled herself.

In fact, everyone knows that it is meaningless to have Luo Nan, the master of perception, to close the door or not, that is, to make a gesture. Soon, the breathing in the bedroom changed from shallow to disordered, as if caught in a nightmare. For the real Fei Jin, this is almost the result.

"Tomorrow, it is better to ask Mr. Bai to take a look. He is an expert in the direction of mental invasion and hypnosis." He Yueyin made suggestions to eliminate future troubles, and Luo Nan had no choice.

This kind of thing is just a sentence. He Yueyin came for more than this purpose. Luo Nan was very clear and thought about how to explain: "That, sister Yueyin, Mrs. Halder arrived at Xiacheng ..."

As soon as he opened his head, quite loud whistle and coaxing came up from outside the balcony. There are a few very boring second generations who have been expecting Luo Nan and Fei Ge to do something on the balcony. Now although Fei Ge has gone into the house by himself, it can be connected seamlessly in a blink of an eye. The big beauty who is above it seems to have more room for imagination, so the emotions are picked up a lot.

During this period, a lot of people had already stuffed some wine and food, and the spirit of alcohol was rising, and the words in the mouth were only marginal. Those unspoken words do not need to be described. Instead, He Donglou, who has been a pioneer in the past, once saw the "Miss OL Miss Sister with a huge fan" in the population, he directly gave up the long legs that just got up. Beauty, pull up your collar and run away.

"Ronan ruler" and "reading ruler" under the simultaneous action, perhaps he is the poorest person deserves!

Luo Nan ignored He Donglou and looked away from those guys. He did not use any means at the moment, but just reorganized his speech: "People who talk about the Blood Flame Church are very interested in the configuration of the Yuan District. Tian Bang asked me to be a technical consultant, and Mrs. Halder is also a way ... "

He deliberately skipped the node of "White Bone Hill" which is not easy to explain, and re-arranged a paradoxical logic, but he should be able to understand 70% to 80%.

But just after finishing the talk, Luo Nan himself was stunned: saying that Tian Bangyi led the related "fortress" project and exerted his strength on the solidified configuration of the abyss area. Could it be that he also thought about the Blood Soul Temple? This is a matter of course, and an angle he had previously ignored.

"Mr. Luo, since talking about Tian Bang, I think Mrs. Halder will be happy to let Tian Bang know your cooperation with them. Tian Bang may not care, but the team behind him is difficult to predict."

"Uh, is it?"

"Being able to weaken Tian Bang's possible allies and fight for his own help is not too risky. Why not do it?"

"Ha ha."

This is another question that Ronan did not think about. But taking Mrs. Halder's wrist into consideration, it is normal to consider these. Compared with her, Luo Nan's mental level is indeed not at a level.

At this time, He Yueyin's eyes fell on the virtual work area, staring at the sketched work, a little surprised: "This is a psychic map for Mrs. Halder?"

"That's right." Luo Nanman responded in a loud voice. He had discovered that it would be a waste of effort to consider the conflict between Mrs. Halder and Tian Bang. He will not miss the opportunity to study the Blood Soul Temple in depth. The entity Blood Soul Temple below the southwest volcanic area is still waiting for a breakthrough in configuration. This is also a very important part of his purification of the cloud world and the attack on Gong Qi, which must be unacceptable.

He Yueyin adjusted the angle, and gradually stood side by side with Luo Nan. He carefully observed this work: "I have seen Mrs. Halder. I always feel that her temperament is difficult to grasp. This painting makes an impression. Make it clear ... is there any more specific information? "

"It's not good to say it now." Luo Nan didn't say what was still immature, but at this time his mind gradually became determined.

Playing with his heart, he is certainly not an opponent of Mrs. Halder; but from the perspective of the solid configuration of the abyss, there is a virtual brain system, and the gap between him and him is only greater.

The two sides "cooperate" and "harm" each other, in the final analysis still depends on the speed at which their respective advantages are realized. Even if Mrs. Hald has a bad heart, as long as Ronan can crack, preferably in time, the mystery of the Blood Soul Temple, he still takes advantage.

At least from Ronan's understanding.

One problem is that he wants to accept Mrs. Halder ’s invitation to enter the “main entrance” as a “technical consultant”; it ’s still more simple, regardless of whether there is a door or not, just hit one and be active Invade?

All the psychic drawings are drawn. Need to say?

Ronan pouted, more and more felt that tangling these things was meaningless. As the idea became clear, a piece of information inspired, went across the sky, and docked with the magical symbol "on duty" in the cloud world.

The "spider silk" that has fallen alone has been proved to be the reason for Mrs. Halder, and Ronan can only let the magic run in person to seek wonders.

After a few seconds, the ugly and spooky demon crossed the spiritual deep space, and also crossed the barriers of the cloud world and the local time and space, and came silently. And in the turbulent emotions gathered by hundreds of millions of people in Xiacheng, he found a goal and gradually approached.

In Dongcheng District, the room where the two priests of the Blood Flame Religion are located, the longer the silence, the longer it becomes. Mrs. Hald closed her eyes, shielding all light, but the candlelight shone in her mind, the hole was dark, and her mind was clear.

Only in this way can peace be achieved.

Of course, true tranquility is almost impossible. Because when you face a master of perception, it is like encountering a soul that is always behind you. Perhaps there is no "silent thundercloud" oppression here, but there may be a pair of eyes chasing and locking at any time, going and going, and there is almost no possibility of covering it.

This is definitely an extraordinary power, even though Ronan still has obvious shortcomings, both in body and personality, but his market prospects have soared to the top level, infinitely bright.

In this society, even if the price-earnings ratio continues to rise, it cannot stop investors from expecting the future. And potential competitors will not be soft-hearted. How much filthy there is in the capital market will not be inferior in the world.

A chaotic maelstrom has been formed. Will the self-proclaimed "investor" of travellers continue to increase capital and enter the market, or has he raised his butcher knife? As for the Blood Flame Regiment, and even Mrs. Halder, knowing that there is a maelstrom ahead, do you still have to invest limited capital?

Well, she has no choice at all.

Mrs. Halder is equivalent to signing a gambling agreement, with limited power, leveraging huge capital, either to become famous, or to go out of the house, or even a jump on the roof ...

Well, very excited!

The elements of crisis and despair, from high-level rationality and emotions, seep into layers, turn into agitated emotions and even electric shocks, from high to low, merge into a torrent, drowning the body and mind since the hand cut This is her husband's head, which is her most cherished feeling. Every time she comes, she has to think carefully and experience it for a long time.

"boss."

At the ear is Yin Le's trembling voice, and the inherent trembling feeling is similar to his own. It is a chaotic situation in which the high and low levels are completely collapsed and dismal.

It has to be said that Yin Le's way of thinking has long been in the secular world, and to a large extent is no longer a qualified priest, but an excellent businessman. She has lost the ability to deduce and analyze from an extraordinary level, and she also lacks the corresponding ability to resist pressure. In this perspective, she is indeed inferior to Ren Hong's traitor.

But Mrs. Hald knew that this situation was caused by herself. She never nurtured Yin Le as an heir, not before, and now not.

Mrs. Hald still didn't open her eyes, but just slid the palm resting on her knees outwards. Two seconds later, her fingertips touched Yin Le's soft and delicate hair, the temperature of the palm and the top. Intertwined, I feel very comfortable.

She gently rubbed a few notes and heard Yin Le's muffled whisper: "Boss, I'm sorry."

Yin Le, the executive officer of her business empire, the power tentacles in the sect, and the dull pet when idle. For Yin Le, she never had high expectations, as long as she could shield her from some murmurs from the secular society, it was enough.

From this point of view, this "dummy pet" has far exceeded her upper limit of expectations, proving that this is a great investment. Since it's great value, how could she be angry?

Mrs. Halder sighed softly, not depressed, but a rare emotion. Her movement to touch Yin Le ’s heart is still gentle, maybe it is to relax after the high pressure. Today her feelings are like the remnants of the cobweb shaking in the breeze and drizzle. .

Does it feel bad? Not bad?

At the beginning of her thoughts, she touched the palm of her hand suddenly, her heart was vigilant. What is the reason for these thoughts and thoughts that have already settled in my heart?

The air instantly froze, and Yin Yue, who was extremely sensitive, almost froze with the pause of the palm above his head. She dared not move, and could only raise her eyes to see the look of her boss.

It was at this time that Mrs. Halder opened her eyes and touched the eyes on both sides. Yin Le subconsciously wanted to hide, but did not dare to hide. She could only stay there and try to keep only the calm on the surface.

After a few seconds, Mrs. Halder's sigh came back to his ears again: "Xia Cheng, really is not a place to stay for a long time."

"Boss, then we ..."

"This is not the place to go if you want to go."

Mrs. Hald said lightly, and then closed her eyes again, and withdrew her hand: "It's too late. Go rest. It's meaningless to think too much. It's better to sleep soundly and have a good dream ... Well, it is better not to dream . "

"Yes, boss."

Yin Le didn't dare to say anything more, she got up slowly, withdrew lightly, and turned off the light.

Even if she had paid attention, Mrs. Halde's sharp eyes and ears could still hear rhythmic footsteps echoing in this apartment.

The curling aftertones seemed to be an invisible demon, drifting around and lingering.

Is there really such a demon?

Mrs. Halder could not get an answer.

But when this idea came into being, it quickly climbed to every corner of the heart, rooted in Sri Lanka, and could not be entangled.

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