He was married to all the people of the Empire

Yijue stopped in his tracks, frowned and shouted, "What's going on!?"

The deacon next to him leaned close to Yijue's ear and whispered something in a voice that only two people could hear. Yijue's face suddenly sank, and he rubbed his fingers twice, but he didn't speak.

The strange thing happened only for a moment, and then it returned to normal. Everyone covered their ears that were still hurting, but Yilian on the other side felt a sudden dull pain in his brain, and felt some pictures flashed before his eyes in a trance. Then, noticing the sudden change in Nan Zhuo's face, he frowned and turned to look at him, asking nervously, "What's wrong? Does it hurt?"

Nan Zhuo's hanging hands clenched into fists at some point, he hung his head without saying a word, Yilian lowered his head to look, and found that the other person's eyes were widened, pupils shrunk, his face was extremely pale, and there was a spot on his forehead There was a layer of cold sweat.

He moved his fingers slightly, thought of something, and shouted nervously: "Nan Zhuo!?"

"It's okay..." Nan Zhuo took a deep breath, suppressed the various images that suddenly flashed in his brain, and squeezed out two words from between his teeth. Naturally, it was impossible for Yi Lian to really believe him, but at this time, the worship was about to begin. At first, he couldn't allow him to ask any more questions in this situation, so he could only hold Nan Zhuo's hand tightly, but found that his palm was actually wet and slippery.

The etiquette of worship is not complicated. As the son of the ancestor, Yijue needs to perform the ceremony in person. During the process, Yijue cast a look at Yilian, but the other party didn't even look at him.The rest of the process went very smoothly, Nan Zhuo pursed his lips tightly and hung his head without saying a word. Fortunately, the Marshal didn't have much etiquette, and seeing that his complexion was not good, Yi Lian didn't ask him to do anything more.

After everything was over, Nan Zhuo's eyes had already turned red.Until the end, he didn't notice it, and he couldn't pay attention to the probing eyes cast around him. He took a deep breath, and asked Yi Lian next to him in a voice that only two people could hear: " finished?"

"Okay, bear with it, let's go back." Yilian frowned and squeezed Nan Zhuo's palm.For some reason this time, Yijue moved much faster than last year, as if he was anxious about something.However, at this moment, Yilian didn't have the heart to think about the reason, but just vaguely felt that it was related to the strange incident just now.

Almost everyone present was full of doubts because of what happened just now, but due to this situation, they had no way of knowing what happened just now, so they had to endure it.

Finally endured to the end, when I looked, I found that Yilian and Nanzhuo had disappeared in place.

"How is it, where is it uncomfortable?" When they reached a secluded place, the two stopped. Sweaty hands.

Nanzhuo grabbed the opponent's hand, finally raised his head, and looked at Yilian.This face was a little younger than in memory, although steady, but more sharp, he half-closed his eyes, and said hoarsely in the other's worried eyes: "I... can't stand it..."

"...What?" Yi Lian looked at Nan Zhuo in confusion, and the next moment, a burst of mental power exploded around her, and the huge impact made Yi Lian frowned, and at this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew up above her head .

Nan Zhuo covered his head and slumped on the ground along the tree trunk.The spiritual power in the body is like a fully stored container, which has reached its limit at this moment, but it is still pouring into it continuously. After the container expands, it can no longer support it and explodes completely.

Since his last life, he has always known that there is a problem with his mental strength, but this is the first time this situation has appeared.In fact, from other perspectives, spiritual power is also a kind of life source in disguise.The reason why only those with high spiritual power can control mechas is because mechas have high requirements for spiritual power, and only those with high spiritual power can satisfy them. Just by consuming it, it cannot catch up with the recovery amount.

When the spiritual power is excessively lost, it is equal to the loss of vitality in disguise. If a person's spiritual power is completely drained, leaving no trace, then the end will undoubtedly be death.

Knowing this well, Yi Lian felt Nan Zhuo's wantonness and unrestrained mental power erupted, and immediately frowned and pressed the other's shoulder, "Nan Zhuo, stop!"

Nan Zhuo took a deep breath, and then slowly raised his head after a while, his unfocused eyes finally met Yi Lian's eyes, and unexpectedly saw the worried emotion in the other's eyes, and moved his fingers slightly, "...I can't stop it Already." He paused, and then said, "Yi Lian, you already knew about it, right? My mental strength is not right."

Hearing this, the hand pressing Nan Zhuo's shoulder couldn't help tightening, "It's not about this time, even if you have S-level mental power, you can't bear this loss speed!"

"What S-level mental power, what double-S genius..." Nan Zhuo lowered his head, panted, coughed, sneered, and covered his face with his hands, "It's all fake..."

'Let people see how strong your double S ability is. '

'You are known as a 'genius', Marshal Nan. '

'You can never break free, this is your destiny. '

'It's just a mere counterfeit. '

Messy and fuzzy memories are flying around in the brain, the laboratory that once appeared in the dream, the chilling equipment, the cold and crazy gaze, and the voice that seems to come from a distant place Unable to see the face, all the pictures made him tremble, and he couldn't tell whether it was real or not, whether it happened, or just a fantasy.

The only thing that is confirmed is that the double S that he has been coming to, eight out of ten, is nothing.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and there were rustling sounds coming from around. Yi Lian pursed her lips, feeling a dull pain between her brows, but looking at Nan Zhuo in this state, for some reason, she disappeared from her mind when she woke up. The dream suddenly emerged from the depths of my memory, one scene after another, obviously still blurred, but my chest began to feel congested.

But at this time, there was a sound of footsteps, and Yijue, who was over, suddenly appeared not far away with a cold face. He walked in front of the two of them, looked at Nan Zhuo coldly, his face darkened, "Nan Zhuo, is your mother Gu Yan?"

Hearing this, Yilian narrowed her eyes and looked up at the other party, "What do you want to say?"

Yijue was silent for a while before he opened his mouth and said: "Yiyi, you were young 20 years ago, you might not know some things, but now you can't explain so much, I will talk to you slowly when I go back when I have time." Suddenly, a few people dressed as deacons walked out from behind. The other party was wearing a black suit. After bowing slightly to Yi Lian, they rushed towards Nan Zhuo very quickly.

Yilian narrowed his eyes, pulled Nan Zhuo into a hug, and protected him behind him. He kicked the attacking man accurately in the stomach, "Purpose?"

"It will be difficult to explain for a while, Yilian, leave Nanzhuo to me." Yijue said coldly.

Yi Lian's eyes were cold, and the corner of his mouth raised a faint smile, and he said sinisterly: "I don't know if Your Majesty has heard such a sentence, a friend's wife, don't be bullied."

Hearing this, Yijue stared at the other party, and slowly said: "It is impossible for you not to notice that his mental power fluctuations are extremely problematic, and detectors have been placed at the location of the mausoleum since before, in order to prevent people from He intends to steal the spiritual power crystal from here, and one piece disappeared in the past, just now, the detector detected the fluctuation of the crystal on Nan Zhuo's body."

He looked at Yilian with a cold expression: "Do you know what this means?"

After finishing speaking, Yilian squinted her eyes and did not speak, but at this moment a strong gust of wind suddenly blew from the top of her head, and the surrounding leaves were blown away to the sky, and finally countless green leaves gathered in midair, flying away The trajectory gradually forms a vortex.

But at this time, the surrounding light suddenly dimmed. Under the strong wind, everyone raised their heads and looked towards the sky at the same time, only to see a small black vortex mouth appearing out of thin air at the lowest end of the vortex flying leaves. It kept getting bigger and bigger, and those leaves were sucked in without leaking, submerged in it, leaving no shadow at all.

"This is... a black hole!?"

I don't know who exclaimed, but Nan Zhuo, who had been silent all this time, suddenly felt a spiritual power, which was very close to what was released from him. Not to mention, this spiritual power also merged with his spiritual power in a surprising way, and did not penetrate into it. into his brain.

There was a moment of blankness in his brain, and then the memories of the past flooded his whole body like a huge wave.

The six years since rebirth have not been long or short. Occasionally, Nan Zhuo would wonder whether his approach is correct. He has been pretending to be decadent and lazy all the time without saying a word. It seems that he is trying to change the trajectory, but in fact he just keeps running away.

Escape from the deepest secrets.

His mental power was vain at all. After becoming a marshal in his previous life, he felt more and more something was wrong. The mental power that should have been fixed by nature began to fluctuate.If it is discovered by others, it will cause some unpredictable things. If it is only him, it will be fine. What I am afraid of is repeating the same mistakes. He cannot restrain the beast hidden in his body, and he cannot predict when he will come out of the cage.

Nam-joo feels like a ticking time bomb, unable to predict when it will explode and endanger others.

"Why does the black hole appear here?!" Yijue frowned and looked at the black vortex in the sky, feeling that his whole body was going to be sucked up, and there were bursts of exclamations and screams in his ears, all mixed together With fear and fright.

"Your Majesty! Please come here quickly!" A levitating magnetic car appeared beside him, and Yi Jue glanced at Yi Lian who was opposite, and found that Jian An had also arrived here in a car at some time, and Yi Lian was holding someone in his arms into the car.

He squinted his eyes and stepped into the car with heavy steps, "Follow me."

"Yes."

The design of the suspension magnetic car is to break through this kind of strong wind. Yilian looked at the black hole outside with a solemn expression. In recent years, black holes have indeed appeared more frequently. It is the first time in history that it is approaching. If the vortex of the black hole expands further, there is no guarantee that something unexpected will happen due to its suction force.

"Cough cough..." Nan Zhuo covered his mouth and suddenly coughed violently. The mental power he had been releasing just now had stopped. Blood, one can imagine how hard he bit.

Yilian's eyes darkened, and she stretched out her hand to pinch Nan Zhuo's chin to prevent him from biting. She wiped off the blood on his lips with some distress, and seeing the pain on the other's pale face, she felt what is meant by What to do.Some kind of memory deep in the brain called out, and in an instant, the cold laboratory and the huge instruments filled with people in the original dream clearly emerged, and with it, chills and... fear all over the body.

Jian An, who was driving in front, suddenly said at this moment: "Yi Lian, there is something wrong with this black hole." His knuckles holding the steering wheel turned slightly white, and his voice seemed to be trying to suppress something.

At the same time, Loch, who was far away, suddenly woke up from his dream, turned over and fell off the iron bed. After rolling several times on the ground, he stared at the ceiling for a long time before sitting up slowly, and took out the He took out a mini card and stroked it with his fingers. After a long time, he sighed deeply.