Their eyes were straight, and instead of fascination, there was only surrender in their pupils.
The man was slender and fair, and his beautiful fingers exuded a charming halo, pointing at Wen Jin.
"I want her life." A cold voice came out from the red lips.
Zhou Lingfeng and Han Xian used Taoism to attack Wen Jin from a distance.
Jiang Shuo, Que Ling, used fist and kick skills to fight Wen Jin at close quarters.
Wen Jin was able to defeat many enemies with one opponent, and her opponents were not weak in Kung Fu. It was not easy for her to resist, but her demeanor was quite relaxed.
She always uses space to resist Taoist attacks.
The space can withstand it, and the strength of most Taoist attacks will only cause slight aftermath shocks to her.
As for the fist and kick attacks, Wen Jin resisted them in a "miraculous way" way.
Under the attacks of everyone, even the body that has been lifted and tempered by the spiritual spring space will inevitably be injured.
But Han Xian, Que Ling, and even Yu'er were completely lost... They would not show mercy.
"Pfft..." Wen Jin was hit in the back by Jiang Shuo, causing a mouthful of blood to spurt out.
Her movements couldn't help but slow down due to the injury.
"Mother, what should I do? How can I help you?" Jiang Qian, who had attached the meditation charm, was the first to get rid of the god-like man's mental control.
she asked loudly.
Wen Jin grinned, "Your mental strength isn't that good, isn't it? Is this all you can do?"
The man sneered, "Tough talk."
He raised his hand and stroked Jiang Qian's head.
Jiang Qian's eyes became stiff again.
Jiang Qian didn't have much time to spare, so she just stood aside.
Wen Jin's movements became slower and slower.
There were more and more wounds on her body.
The handsome man stared at her with eyes that became more and more profound, even a little regretful.
"Wen Jin, you are very tenacious. You can persevere to this point and never give up... You are the most mentally powerful woman I have ever seen."
The man bent over and looked at her closer, "Surrender, I admire you very much and can give you a chance to choose again. Leave here, choose another time and space, and continue to live."
Wen Jin raised his eyes and glanced at the parchment book.
The poison of the hallucinogenic mushroom made her see three Jiang Shuo, three Que Ling, and three Yu'er...
She didn't take precautions this time, so she took a fake but real bird feather and punched her in the stomach.
There was bright red blood flowing down the corner of her mouth.
Wen Jin laughed, "It's done..."
The parchment suddenly gave off a dazzling light.
The handsome man exclaimed, attracted by the bright light.
"Wen Jin! You treacherous! Cunning! Scheming woman!"
Before he finished speaking, the man's tall and majestic figure disappeared into the parchment.
The parchment was bouncing on the table and even fell to the ground.
Wen Jin bent down to pick up the book. Because she was dazzled, she picked it up twice, but her hands were empty. She picked up the book only after the third time.
"I told you, this is made of sacrificial lamb skin, specially designed to deal with a mentally strong consciousness like you..."
Wen Jin placed the parchment book on the table and held it down with a large plate.
She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, poured herself a full glass of spiritual spring water, and drank it leisurely.
Jiang Shuo, Que Ling, Yu'er and others were at a loss for a moment.
Jiang Qian, who had attached the calming charm, was the first to come to his senses, "Ahhhh--"
She jumped up and screamed.
Her cry made several others wake up.
"Shhh-" Wen Jin put his index finger to his mouth and shushed, "We will call in the accompanying palace servants and guards later."
Fengchun reached out of the door and said, "No... was that an illusion just now?"
Everyone turned to look at Wen Jin.
Wen Jin's clothes still bore traces of the fight and a little blood.
There was still unwiped blood at the corner of her mouth... How could it be an illusion?
"Mother... wuwu, hit me!"
Yu'er knelt down, feeling self-blame and guilt, making him burst into tears.
He remembers...
He remembers everything!
He remembered how he attacked his mother "inhumanely", and he remembered how they surrounded her and injured her.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Yu'er broke down and cried.
Everyone else also looked ugly...
At first, they all thought Jiang Qian would hurt Wen Jin.
They came here to protect Wen Jin...
It seems ironic now.
They were the ones who injured Wen Jin.
The only one who didn't hurt Wen Jin... was Jiang Qian.
"Why are you all crying?" Wen Jin patted the parchment book with a plate, "A great victory."
Everyone looked up and looked at her in confusion.
Han Xian suddenly pointed at the book and said, "Apocalypse?"
"A consciousness with a strong desire for control named itself "Apocalypse". It uses the fourth dimension to attack the third dimension. This is unfair. We have to drag it to the third dimension to fight." Wen Jin explained, "He can't attack me directly. Although it can be 'spiritually polluted', the effect of 'spiritual pollution' is not good due to the toxic effects of psychedelics.
"He can only disperse his mental power among all of you. Spreading control over you greatly weakens his mental power.
"This book of sacrifice can just accommodate the rest of his consciousness."
Wen Jin opened the small parchment book.
Everyone was shocked and took a deep breath, "Don't..."
But Wen Jin only shook out a handful of ashes.
"I also put a 'Dream' Taoist Talisman in it. When his mental power was weak enough, 'Please enter the dream', so he was sealed in the book."
Wen Jin looked at everyone, "So, you don't have to blame yourself. All of you are indispensable for being able to seal it. None of them can be missing."
Zhou Lingfeng couldn't help but sigh, "Such a strong consciousness will become so weak if the spirit is dispersed... This shows the importance of concentration!"
Han Xian bumped into him, "Is now the time to lament this?"
Yu'er wiped the tears on her cheeks and looked at Wen Jin with lingering fear, "What the Queen Mother said...is it true? Isn't it to comfort us?"
Wen Jin drank the spiritual spring water and said with a smile, "Why should I comfort you? I also want to reward you."
Yu'er frowned, "How did the Queen Mother come up with this? Didn't we know nothing about Apocalypse before?"
Wen Jin was in a daze for a moment. She looked at Yu'er and said, "If you keep thinking about it, there will be repercussions. I don't like to be beaten passively, so I have been thinking about how to take the initiative to deal with 'Apocalypse'. But I have been puzzled until ……I had a dream.
"If I tell you that today's method is partly refined and summarized by me, and partly inspired by dreams... I wonder, can you understand?"
Yu'er nodded, "Yes, Erchen can understand! Sometimes, Erchen, the answers to questions that he can't figure out for several days suddenly appear in his dreams! This is amazing!"
"Is it magical?" Han Xian touched his chin and said, "This is a four-dimensional problem. When people fall asleep, they enter the fourth-dimensional consciousness. It is not surprising that they can find the answer."
As soon as he finished speaking, the parchment that was pressed under the plate began to beat a few more times.
The big and heavy white jade plate was about to be overturned by it.
