1188: C1188 He Used the Same Trick

C1188 He Used the Same Trick

Ever since Ning Feixuan brought them to this garden villa, Yin Qingxue and Meng Ran's movements had been greatly restricted.

There were even two black clothed martial cultivator guarding the door of each of their rooms. The two of them who were under invisible surveillance were like felons under house arrest.

Yin Qingxue even wanted to see Meng Ran, but she was strictly rejected.

Just now, the thin monkey used the acupuncture needle to treat Meng Ran's mental injuries. After Yin Qingxue begged a few times, Ning Feixuan finally agreed.

"No! No matter how I look at it, I feel that this group of people do not have good intentions towards Ran!"

Yin Qingxue, who was increasingly worried about Meng Ran's safety, sneaked into Meng Ran's room while Ning Feixuan and Yin Qingxue were leaving. She quietly closed the door of the room, afraid that it would cause any noise and attract the black clothed martial cultivator patrolling the corridor.

"Hu..."

The moment the door was closed, Yin Qingxue could not help but take a deep breath. She patted her perky chest and looked like she had a guilty conscience.

At this moment, Yin Qingxue heard a teasing voice.

"Why does it sound like you are a thief?"

Yin Qingxue was shocked by this sudden voice.

She looked up and saw Meng Ran, who should have been unconscious, suddenly jumped off the bed. It was as if he had used some kind of magical technique. He took a step and appeared in front of Yin Qingxue!

Seeing that Meng Ran was about to speak again, Miss Yin, who was in a panic, hurriedly used her soft jade hand to cover Meng Ran's mouth.

"Shh..."

She even made a gesture of silence for Meng Ran. She stuck her small head against the door and heard the noise outside.

After making sure that she did not disturb the black clothed martial cultivator, Yin Qingxue finally let go of the small hand that was covering Meng Ran's mouth. She kept patting her own chest, as if she was scared out of her wits.

She pinched Meng Ran's ear and scolded him in a low voice.

"Ran! You want to scare me to death!"

Meng Ran nodded thoughtfully and flicked his finger.

An invisible magic strength shot out from Meng Ran's fingertip. It immediately stirred up a ripple in the air. After which, it transformed into an inverted invisible golden alms bowl that enveloped the entire room.

Without anyone noticing, even Chen Ziyang, who had reached the Demigod Stage from the cultivation level, was unable to detect any clues.

"Won't they be unable to hear us?" Meng Ran smiled and said gently.

Yin Qingxue was stunned at first. Then she pinched Meng Ran's ear even harder...

She said angrily, "You stinky Ran! With such a good magic technique, why didn't you use it earlier?"

Meng Ran could not help smiling.

"Oh right, didn't that skinny monkey say that after you were struck by some kind of acupuncture needle, you would be unconscious for at least two hours? Why are you awake? "

Yin Qingxue looked at the golden needles on Meng Ran's head and asked with concern.

Meng Ran smiled but did not say anything. He used his finger to lightly scratch Yin Qingxue's perky nose and then his body shook. He saw that the sixteen golden needles all flew out from Meng Ran's head!

They quietly floated in the air!

"His acupuncture needles are just using internal energy to stimulate the acupuncture points. This level of medical skill will not be able to recover my memory."

Meng Ran explained softly, and actually exposed the secret of the Golden Needle Liberating Acupuncture with a single sentence!0

Yin Qingxue nodded as if she understood but still could not understand. "Then why didn't you say it directly? Why did you pretend to sleep?"

Meng Ran sipped the fragrant tea on the table and the corners of his mouth raised into a mocking arc. "Because I smell a trace of conspiracy. Among these people, there is someone who wants to make a move on me."

Yin Qingxue grinded her cute canine teeth and clenched her delicate fist. She said fiercely: "It must be that Ning Feixuan!"

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