Contracting divine beasts, refining divine pills, and the gods worshipping the Ninth Young Master

Luo Jiusheng noticed Wuwei's little action, and shook her head and laughed. Her master was really a naughty old man.

If Wuwei's performance is mediocre, then what are the people on this continent?

Not only Luo Jiusheng, but Nangong Qiyu was also surprised by the "modest" Wuwei.

It is really shameful that such a great senior is still so humble.

Nangong Qi Yu thought about what he had done before and felt that he was too proud and complacent. He must learn from Senior Wuwei in the future.

If Luo Jiusheng knew what Nangong Qiyu was thinking at this moment, he would definitely sigh that this was really a misunderstanding.

Her master wasn't being modest, he simply didn't have the demeanor of a superior.

However, she would definitely not say anything now, and only heard Nangong Qiyu continue to worship Wuwei and said: "Senior, you are too modest, your achievements are naturally unmatched.

It is my honor to be rescued by the senior this time."

This was the first time that Luo Jiusheng saw Nangong Qiyu being so humble. She had a further understanding of the people of Luoshen Continent's reverence for Wuwei.

Wuwei waved his hand nonchalantly again, "You are Jiusheng's friend, and my one move is nothing.

But there is one thing I am confused about. What happened at that time? What happened to the charm in your body?

What about the power that protects your heart?

This kind of magic is a bit strange. Please recall the scene at that time and tell it in detail without missing a single detail. "

Wuwei's expression gradually became serious, and Luo Jiusheng also became serious when he heard about the charm technique.

Nangong Qi Yu frowned slightly, recalled the scene at that time, and described it in detail.

“When I encountered the beast, I estimated our respective strengths and thought I could defeat it, so I made my move after confirming that there was no one around.

Although it was a tough fight, I was almost winning.

Just when the last blow was about to come, I suddenly lost the ability to move. A voice in my head told me not to move, so I did as it said inexplicably and took the fatal blow from the eighth-level beast.

Now that I think about it, it was probably at this time that I was bewitched.

But I didn't meet any suspicious people at that time, so how could I be bewitched?"

Nangong Qi Yu's face was full of confusion and puzzlement. He really had no idea about this magic, but he had some vague guesses about the power in his body that protected him.

"Is the voice in your head a female voice?" Luo Jiusheng asked speculatively.

Nangong Qiyu nodded: "It is indeed a female voice, and I seem to have heard this voice somewhere before."

"Is that so? Don't move."

Luo Jiusheng imitated Ximen Ruyan's voice.

Nangong Qiyu's expression changed, and he confirmed: "Yes, that's the voice. Jiusheng, do you know who it is?"

Luo Jiusheng nodded: "It's Ximen Ruyan."

Nangong Qiyu frowned: "Ximen Ruyan? Someone from the Ximen family? The woman who has been following Ximen Muze?

She can actually cast a spell? But I have never met her, how could she cast a spell on me? "

Nangong Qi Yu felt that the doubts in his heart were even greater. Although the Ximen family had conflicts with their Eastern Region, to be honest, it seemed that they should hate Luo Jiusheng more, right?

If you want to cast a spell, Luo Jiusheng should be the first choice. Why would you choose him?

He recalled the only time he had contact with Ximen Ruyan, which was the first time they met. He and An Shaoyu had a quarrel with Ximen Muzhe and his gang, and Ximen Ruyan also spoke.

Could it be that he was bewitched at that time?