Farmer: Plant strange fire at the beginning and sell devil fruits.

Nie San roared:

"Wei Na! You two siblings have never seen me as a human being!

I will show you today what kind of garbage is in your mouth! "

After Nie San said this, he waved his hands and black vines shot towards Wei Na from all directions.

The ice sword in Wei Na's hand couldn't cut the vine!

She looked at Nie San in horror, and then realized that Nie San's behavior was unusual.

"You have awakened a new talent."

Wei Na's hands trembled slightly, and her chest heaved violently, like a balloon about to burst at any time.

Her complex eyes were filled with pain and regret, which eventually turned into absolute anger.

If this is the case, it means that the murderer of my brother is Nie San!

Nie San is definitely capable of killing his younger brother!

Wei Na went crazy. The cold wind howled and snowflakes fell in the unfinished building.

In less than an instant, there was already a thick layer of snow on the ground of the unfinished building, and the surrounding walls were covered with frost.

The interior of the unfinished building turned white, shining brightly at dawn.

"Nie San! You deserve to die!!!"

Wei Na stepped on a huge six-pointed star snowflake, which floated in the corridor.

She gently raised her hands, and silvery white light flashed on her fingertips.

The snow everywhere came to life, shooting towards Nie San like birds.

Nie San looked at this scene in disbelief.

Such a big battle requires so much spiritual energy!

It’s true that he is S level, but he doesn’t have that much spirituality!

He is a player who can't use his four levels of spirituality and blue and silver winding too many times.

Nie San believed that if he unlocked the fifth soul skill Blue Silver Overlord Spear, he might be able to defeat Wei Na.

For now, he might as well forget it!

He felt aggrieved, even though he was S level, he still had to be beaten.

Nie San had no way to escape in this small space, so he could only summon the blue silver grass to wrap around himself and turn himself into a black cocoon.

"I don't believe that this bitch's spirituality is infinite. I'll wait until you run out of spirituality before I deal with you!"

Nie San said silently in his heart, and then continued to use blue silver grass to strengthen his defense.

The sound of snowflakes hitting the bluesilver grass outside never stopped.

Eight levels of spirituality are truly extremely powerful in human society.

The bombing lasted for half an hour. Although he could not be hurt, the temperature here was getting lower and lower, and Nie San couldn't stand it anymore.

The bombing outside stopped.

Nie San revealed his eyes in the grass cocoon and secretly inquired about the situation.

He saw Wei Na casting spells with both hands, but he didn't know what she was doing specifically.

Nie San felt a chill on his head and looked up in confusion.

This sight scared Nie San to the point of death.

A huge white tiger head is slowly forming on its head.

The four ice crystal fangs reflected dazzling light under the morning light.

Nie San knew that once the tiger's head fell, even if he did not die, he would be frozen and sealed.

He saw Wei Na use this move against the Skeleton King on the city wall.

Nie San had an idea and shouted anxiously:

"Stop! Your brother is actually not dead!"

As soon as these words came out, the tiger head instantly dissipated and turned into ice slag on the ground.

Wei Na's eyes gradually became confused:

"Obviously, he's not dead?"

The snowflakes and six-pointed stars at Wei Na's feet lost their spiritual blessing and fell to the ground, turning into pieces of snow.

Just as Nie Sangang breathed a sigh of relief, the air around him suddenly became chilly again.

Wei Na stared at Nie San angrily, her black hair fluttering like waterweed:

"Nie San! How dare you make fun of my brother!

asshole! I'm going to extract your blood vessels and make a blood ice specimen! "

Wei Na's fingernails were covered in ice and became very long, stabbing towards Nie San's heart.

Nie San shouted in horror:

"I'm not lying to you! Have you seen Wei Ming's body with your own eyes?!"

Wei Na hesitated again because of Nie San's words.

When it came to her younger brother, Wei Na's IQ was simply negative, so she didn't see Nie San's sly smile as if he had succeeded in his conspiracy.

Nie San caught the moment when Wei Na was stunned, black light surged in his hand.

"The third soul skill! Spider web binding!"

Black vines shot towards Wei Na from all directions.

When Wei Na came back to her senses and wanted to summon ice and snow, black vines were already tangled around her at an extremely fast speed, like a spider web.

She was deceived by Nie San again, and the murderous aura in her eyes was like sharp knives.

An ice spear condensed in Wei Na's hand and she shot towards Nie San.

At this time, several tough black vines firmly grasped Wei Na's hand.

Wei Na's hands were controlled and she was hung up directly.

Seven or eight vines crawled towards Wei Na's feet, tightly entwining Wei Na's feet, and pulled the two sides to form a 'herringbone' shape.

Nie San lay on the ground like a dead dog, panting violently.

This move almost killed him!

The third soul skill actually consumed all his spiritual energy!

He raised his eyes with difficulty to look at Wei Na.

At this moment, Wei Na was hung from the ceiling, her waist and legs tightly bound by vines, unable to move at all.

The owner of this sexy body was looking at him angrily.

Nie San suddenly felt his mouth dry.

The female war goddess of the South China Sea, the director of the Public Security Bureau, and a rank A powerhouse.

Any title is enough to put off any man.

However, the female director was tied up by him like this and couldn't move. Wasn't he just at his mercy?

"The furnace tripod. The furnace tripod hey hey hey hey."

Nie San's smile gradually became wilder. He cheered up and walked to Wei Na's side, about to stretch out his hands.

Wei Na opened her mouth, and an ice needle was about to shoot out of her mouth.

Nie San was shocked.

As soon as he thought, the vines of Bluesilver Grass appeared instantly, slammed into Wei Na's mouth, and blocked her mouth.

The ice needle exploded in Wei Na's mouth.

Wei Na's eyes widened, blood dripping from the corners of her mouth.

Nie San excitedly touched Wei Na's cold and pretty face:

"Director Wei, it must be psychologically uncomfortable to be subdued by a little guy like me!

You bitch! Bitch! Pretend to be cool and cool every day!

You say I'm a waste, right? Let me show you how powerful waste is! "

. . . . .

"Wei Ming from the Eastern District Public Security Bureau underwent a spiritual test on the 12th and was officially confirmed dead. The body has not been found yet..."

"It is understood that Director Wei Na and Director Wei Ming are siblings."

"The Director of the Public Security Bureau, Wei Na, disappeared for a week..."

"What is the connection between these? The case is under investigation..."

The morning news in Jinmu Cafe ended, and Meng Xing, who was sitting by the window, closed his book.

Whether Wei Na is alive or dead, we have to wait for news from Taoist Tiansui.

"With the S-level spirit blue silver grass, Wei Na should be no match for her, so there won't be anything wrong."

Meng Xing murmured.

In fact, there are mistakes, and they are big mistakes.

How could he have imagined that Nie San was such a loser that he couldn't beat Wei Na even with his S-level talent, and was pinned to the ground by Wei Na and rubbed against him.

If Nie San hadn't used Wei Ming's life and death to confuse Wei Na, Nie San would have died.

Fortunately, the result was good, Nie San's sneak attack was successful.

"Huh? You are really here! How is your novel?"

Just as Meng Xing was thinking, a clear voice came.

Meng Xing raised his head.

White down jacket, white sweater, and light-colored jeans.

She is a girl who looks very gentle.

Yang Xue.

Meng Xing once asked Huang Jie to assassinate her.

Later, because many things happened, Meng Xing almost forgot about this girl.

Meng Xing smiled and nodded:

"morning."

The tone is soft, like a spring breeze.