I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

"...Ning Ruan, this matter is not my decision. You can release me first and then talk it over. It won't affect anything."

The city lord's tone was full of fatigue and pleading, with his usual majesty completely gone.

He really couldn't be dignified.

The current situation is really bad.

It was like an old man who was on the verge of death. Without the nourishment of spiritual power and the support of cultivation, all his limbs and organs had become old and decayed.

I had spent so much energy struggling and shouting before that now I feel too tired to even speak a word.

"Oh, here I come." Ning Ruan suddenly responded.

He uttered another soft "eh," "It seems Shui Ling'er is not the only one here."

"Ning Ruan, I can't beat this one either." The nine-tailed female Buddhist practitioner showed weakness.

When showing weakness becomes a habit, such words can no longer be spoken.

Outside the door, the monk who had just returned led Shui Ling'er in.

But behind Shui Ling'er, there were two figures following.

One strong and one weak.

But even though he was the weaker one, Ning Ruan could clearly feel that the other party's cultivation was higher than hers.

Now, only cultivators in the Yuan-building stage can give her this feeling.

"Is this the painting you were talking about?"

The beautiful woman next to Shui Yingxue narrowed her eyes and looked at the monk who brought her in.

The monk quickly turned around and nodded, about to speak.

The strong man who was questioning him just now suddenly flew towards the scroll uncontrollably.

In an instant, he was immersed in the painting.

The monk was stunned.

Shui Yingxue also showed a look of fear, "Elder?"

Ning Ruan ignored the monks who were shocked after witnessing this scene.

She knocked on the scroll and said in a clear voice, "You suddenly felt danger just now. You must be planning to attack me, right?"

"Although you haven't made a move yet, my feeling is correct. There is no spiritual power fluctuation. Are you trying to use your mental power?"

"What a pity! If you had moved earlier, even if I could sense the danger, I definitely wouldn't be able to do anything to you."

"But who told you to come over and take a look before taking action? Oh, you don't believe that the city lord will be caught by me? Do you think he is just careless at most?"

The girl's voice was clear and melodious, as if it came from the sky, yet as if it was right in front of her.

The sound comes and goes.

But I can hear it very clearly.

This is the feeling for the city lord and the beautiful woman in the scroll.

"Oh, you shouldn't have done that. Why did you do that?"

The city lord sounded helpless.

He believed that his confidant must have warned him of the situation.

In the end, he still thought highly of himself and insisted on trying it himself.

"Shut up, Shui Qianyun, you don't want to find a way to leave this damn place, and you even dared to trick Young Master Ling'er here. Do you want to die?"

The woman scolded coldly.

After cursing the city lord, he began to look for a way to leave.

Shui Qianyun was choked so much that her breathing quickened.

Is it that he doesn't want to leave?

He wanted to go out, but now he had difficulty even breathing and felt like he was almost mad to death. How could he get out?

"Don't waste your energy. Ning Ruan has no ill will towards Young Master Ling'er. We don't need to make such a fuss."

After he finished speaking, he raised his voice again, "Ning Ruan, Young Master Ling'er is here. Let's talk about whatever you want to discuss. Let us out first."

"I promise I won't lay a hand on you."

"The city lord's assurance is useful, but I'm also afraid of mental attacks. You should wait a little longer."

As soon as Ning Ruan's words came in, the city lord was so angry that he coughed several times.

I felt like my throat was about to burst when I finally stopped coughing.

This dilapidated body made him so miserable that he wanted to die.

My promises are all useful, so just let me go first!

The city lord cried out inwardly.

But I didn't dare to really say it out loud.

"Ugh!"

All the pain in my heart can only turn into a sigh.

Then he turned around and watched the woman jumping up and down, looking for a way to break the spell...

Outside the picture scroll.

Ning Ruan took the scroll and walked up to Shui Ling'er.

He raised his hand and poked her forehead, "Are you stunned?"

Shui Ling'er, who was indeed stunned, turned around suddenly, her eyes still fixed on the scroll.

His eyes widened. "The city... the city lord and the elders... are they... in the painting?"

Ning Ruan nodded, "Yes."

After that, she didn't waste any time and asked directly, "You disappeared suddenly. Did you go back with them voluntarily?"

"Ning Ruan!" Shui Yingxue spoke angrily before Shui Ling'er could answer, "Do you know what you are doing? You attacked the elder and city lord of my Xuanshui clan. Are you trying to provoke my entire Xuanshui clan?"

Ning Ruan raised her eyes and looked at the other person.

Shui Ling'er hurriedly explained, "This is my elder sister. She is a very kind person. Please don't suck her in as well."

The elder who was still struggling in the scroll and the city lord who was sitting there playing dirty: "..."

So, just because they are bad people, they can be sucked in?

Ning Ruan chuckled softly, looking into Shui Yingxue's eyes without much emotion. She said, "Even if it's a provocation, so what?"

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll bring you in too!"

"Let's understand our current relationship. You are my captives. Speak to me politely, okay?"

"!!!"

Shui Yingxue's breath was choked, and her chest felt stuffy because of her words.

Just as he was about to explode, he was forcibly restrained by several Xuanshui cultivators nearby.

Some people even banned her voice!

Damn!

Shui Yingxue was furious.

But there is nothing to be done about it.

Shui Ling'er breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Ning Ruan, "I... I didn't come back with them voluntarily. I wanted to be with you, but they didn't force me. Sister Yingxue was doing this for my own good. I know that."

"Fellow Daoist Ning, could you please... release the City Lord and the elders first? They..."

Shui Ling'er hadn't finished speaking.

Ning Ruan said, "Okay."

After saying this, he knocked on the scroll.

A circle of barely visible ripples suddenly spread across the surface of the scroll.

It was as if two stones were thrown into the calm lake.

The next moment, two figures were "spitted out" in a rather embarrassed manner.

Shui Qianyun staggered a few steps and finally managed to stand firm.

Back to reality, the feeling of aging and suffocation that was about to crush him instantly receded like a tide.

The pure spiritual power once again filled his limbs and bones, and he couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief, with a look of relief on his face for having survived the disaster.

But soon.

His heart suddenly jumped, his face changed suddenly, and he exclaimed: "No!"

But it's still too late.

Almost at the moment when he felt the fluctuation of spiritual power beside him, the elder who had just been released was sucked back into the scroll again.

Shui Yingxue and the surrounding monks suddenly lost their color.

Ning Ruan's expression didn't even change, as if she had expected it, and she tapped the scroll lightly.

The little man inside was knocked down all over the place.

There is no elegance at all.

The other party struggled to get up, began to struggle and curse.

But no sound was heard.

"I've already given you a chance. Since you don't cherish it, it won't be easy to get out of here."

Done.

Ning Ruan directly started the scroll.

Holding it in his hand, he looked up at everyone on the field and said, "You saw it too, I wasn't the first to do it."

"I'm being defensive."

"Little fool..." Ning Ruan stopped talking urgently and patted the other person's shoulder. "I brought you here. Now, we are even."

"You've seen the situation. It's not appropriate for you to follow me anymore. But if you still want to come, I don't mind, but you might be in some trouble."

Shui Ling'er's round eyes drooped instantly, and her head slowly lowered, "Is it all because of me? It was me who caused you to fight."

"You?" Ning Ruan smiled, "It has nothing to do with you."

"It's just..." She raised her eyes to look at the Xuanshui cultivators who were fixing their gazes on her with different expressions, and then looked at the city lord.

He slowly opened his mouth and said, "It's just that as a member of a powerful clan, you are used to being superior. So even though it's just a small matter, you are unwilling to have a fair conversation with me. Even though you know you can't beat me, you are not afraid of me, and you don't want to reason with me on an equal footing."

"Since you don't want to talk about it, then I won't talk about it either!"

"Are you sure I don't dare to do it? Then you try it!"