My Majesty, I wish you a long life without bounds!

Shocked by the man's voice, An Ran took a few steps back, leaned on the table to barely stabilize her figure, clutched her chest tightly and frowned at the man.

Although the man's voice has stopped, the magic power produced by the man is still effective. The echo of the voice hits every corner of the room and bounces back again. Although the mana is not strong, it cuts and scratches him back and forth. His skin also hurt like cutting flesh.

The man's cold voice sounded again, "I have nothing to say..." It seemed to be a sigh, but what was in the words was more of a joke before eating the prey.

Just as An Ran was about to speak, the man's eyes suddenly sank, and the dark part of his eyes shrank suddenly, and at the same time as the black eyes almost disappeared, a black glare burst out, An Ran instinctively blocked it with her arm, but when An Ran When I moved my arm away, I found that countless thin silk threads were loosely wrapped around my body, and I was in it, like a silkworm chrysalis.

"What is this...?" An Ran asked in a daze. The man should be able to see that he was going to tell the man what he wanted to say, but why did he build these things around his body.

"Of course this is the drifting net you set up." The man pulled up a chair, sat down and crossed his legs, his posture was reckless and coquettish, his voice was light and elegant, his appearance was extremely refined, but it made people There was an inexplicable chill, "Suddenly I don't want to hear what you said, it's better to rely on me..."

As soon as the man's voice fell, the thin threads wrapped around Anran's body suddenly tightened, and Anran fell to the ground in an instant, coldness continued to emerge from his forehead, and his body seemed to be cut into sections by silk thread, every part hurt terribly but Can't break free.

When the thin thread holding An Ran was at its tightest, the thread suddenly broke. An Ran's body shook violently, and then lay powerlessly on the ground. Frost's white, the robe was not damaged in any way, but the bloodstains gradually seeped out of the robe, each one was shockingly red.

"So that's how it is..." The drift net set by An Ran has been completely destroyed by the man, so the man has understood everything An Ran is thinking at this time.

The more things she didn't want others to know, the more she would recite them thousands of times in her heart. When the man broke through the drift net set by An Ran, what An Ran was thinking about was the secret she had been refusing to say outright.

After a while, An Ran dared to breathe slowly, glanced at the man with half-closed eyes, opened her mouth for a long time before asking in doubt, "Is that so?" He didn't understand what the man meant.

The man walked to An Ran's side, slowly bent down, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said casually, "The drift net you set up is broken."

An Ran's eyes widened suddenly, and she looked at the man in surprise. Liuwang can be said to be the nemesis of mind-guessing skills, but cultivating Liuwang is much simpler than mind-guessing skills. It is lucky to have someone who can practice mind-guessing skills. But Liuwang has only one person in a thousand people, so there are very few people who are willing to practice mind guessing, and even fewer people know how to guess.

But although the drifting net is easy to cultivate, it is an indestructible spell. No matter how high the opponent's magic power is, it is impossible to break the drifting net and discover the opponent's secrets.

But the man not only practiced mind guessing skills, but also broke his drifting net. He didn't dare to guess how powerful the man was.

But there is one thing An Ran still needs to be sure about, "You really broke my driftnet?"

The man straightened up, looked down at An Ran who was lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment, a sharp light flashed in his cold eyes, "If it wasn't for Xiao Lang's sake, I would have abolished your Liuwang."

The man's voice was lazy and lazy, neither high nor low, but it sounded like thunder to An Ran's ears.