Chapter 1359

The sharp needle awned, and Yuan Jing raised his hand again.

The attack was still swift and violent. Yuan Jing looked at the young man in the cold sweat opposite and frowned slightly.

So... Desperately?

Isn't it just a bet?

With such a flash of Kung Fu, several needles and awns were forced in again. Yuan Jing shot again and again and directly crushed the silver needle transformed into spiritual force.

When the last silver needle was crushed, Lian Feng was soaked and his face was white.

The thin lips were tightly pursed, and a burst of acupuncture pain came from the brain.

It seems that something is buzzing.

Yuan Jing dropped his hand and frowned at him.

"Your mental overdraft is excessive. A bad one will leave sequelae."

Say, then want to lift a step to walk past.

Lian Feng suddenly raised his eyes. The dark blood at the bottom of his eyes had seeped out. He said coldly, "don't come here, our gambling appointment hasn't ended yet!"

Yuan Jing stepped slightly and smiled, "I admit, your talent is not bad. But it's impossible to defeat me in such a short time."

"That's not necessarily."

Lian Feng twisted his eyes and suddenly deepened his eyes.

"Pooh."

The sound of a silver needle entering the body.

The sound was so light that people could hardly hear it.

Yuan Jing frowned gently and looked down.

I only saw a small hole in the military uniform.

Small, invisible.

He just thought for a moment and realized it.

The needle was attached to the thin thread of his defense and moved slowly.

Lian Feng's attack in the third inning was not an attack at all.

But to fight for the time that the silver needle moved past.

He'll find out if he moves too fast.

Too slow to catch up.

He is bent on two uses, and his mental strength is naturally overdrawn.

Lian Feng's strength was exhausted. He stumbled under his feet and nearly fell to the ground.

Yuan Jing immediately passed by and held Lian Feng's arm.

Look complicated.

Lian Feng's face was pale. The sequelae of mental overdraft made him almost bite his teeth. His voice was slightly weak. "Bet, I won."

"Yes, you won."

Yuan Jing pursed her lips, and her eyes fell on the face of the young man in her arms. She paused and said, "you are the whole star region, and the third person who won me."

Lian Feng smiled, and there was a third complacency between his eyebrows and eyes, "my condition is."

"... please help Yantao find his memory."

Yuan Jing: "... Sorry, I can't do it."

Marshal's memory is sealed in Xiao Qi's system.

Unless Lord Yun Kuo speaks in person.

Otherwise, no one can break the password of the top system and steal data.

Lian Feng frowned and looked at Yuan Jing. "Can't you do it?"

Yuan Jing nodded and looked at him helplessly, "it's about the marshal. There's nothing I can do."

"Forget it."

Lian Feng swished back his arm, expressionless, "I didn't say."

Yuanjing??!!

Lian Feng bared his teeth and pressed his temples with a depressed expression. "It's a waste of my time."

Then he looked at Yuan Jing carelessly, and his attitude was high. "Then you can sing a song for me. It's better."

Yuanjing molar: "what do you want me to do?"

The other party's shaky sending attitude annoyed the former adjutant.

"Sing."

Lian Feng held his forehead and sighed, "Alas, I spent all my time in vain. I have a headache and ears. Sing a song to make me happy."