The first speech was slightly delayed.


    Immediately, he sneered and nodded, "HMM."


    Then, without waiting for Xiang Xing to continue to ask, he continued, "it''s similar, but not equal to the internal power of ordinary people practicing martial arts."


    "The internal power itself is cold and gloomy. For those who have not practiced martial arts, or whose martial arts level is not high, and are difficult to bear the internal breathing, they will naturally suffer from its strong conflict and counterattack, and then suffer from the Yin and poison contained in the internal breathing, resulting in this series of symptoms."


    "I see..."


    After listening to the man''s deep voice analysis, Xiang Xing couldn''t help nodding thoughtfully.


    It sounds like the mysterious God''s palm she heard in a martial arts.


    No wonder this symptom can be resolved by internal breathing.


    But when she thought of this, she still frowned suspiciously, raised her cerebellar bag and looked at him.


    The bottom of his eyes was full of incomprehensible color, "but the internal breathing of martial arts will not be contagious."


    Even if it is xuanming God''s palm, such a large-scale "plague" infection, doesn''t it need someone to palm all the people?


    “……”


    When she asked, the first speech seemed to pause again.


    The arms seemed to tighten up subconsciously, and the deep and dumb voice was also pressed lower. "Although I''m not sure, this strange insidious is nine times out of ten dispersed through the surrounding breath, and then inhaled into the lungs by people or animals."


    The man said, suddenly raising his hand and lifting the curtain of the window for a few minutes.


    Pointing to the slowly retreating scenery outside, he smiled and said, "did the queen find anything unusual?"


    "Ah..."


    Xiang Xing was stunned by his question. He couldn''t help but tilt his small head and look out.


    ... well.


    I don''t know if it''s her illusion. She always vaguely feels that the retreating scenery seems to be slowing down more and more.


    Seeing this, the little guy blinked his soft eyes. Suddenly he seemed to realize something. He couldn''t help calling out of the car, "Xiao Nan, have you slowed down the speed of driving?"


    "... hmm? No!"


    Xiao Nan is waiting outside.


    After a pause, he suddenly whispered in doubt, "eh?... childe, madam, our horse seems to be in a bad state, and it seems a little wilted..."


    Listening to Xiao Nan''s doubts, Xiang Xing frowned and couldn''t help looking at the first speech again.


    Has the horse


    The man didn''t say anything, just light hook Fei''s lips and nodded slightly.


    Confirmed her idea.


    The little guy couldn''t help but pick up his small face, and his heart was more complicated: "this is too terrible..."


    If it hadn''t been for her and her first resignation, and Xiao nanliufeng''s internal power was good, wouldn''t they have been recruited.


    No wonder it''s not cured for a long time


    "Naturally, this is not the most terrible."


    The first speech gave a sneer.


    His eyebrows were locked, and his fine red and brown eyes were tinged with anger. "Lu Wantian, the city Lord of Ximeng City, has excellent martial arts and is one of the best in Ximeng. With his strength, it is impossible to detect the real cause of the plague."


    The man said, his hands clenched for a few minutes, and his voice became more hoarse. "But all the reports from Simon''s house to the central court were written as'' memory Qi ''."


    "... this is clearly deceiving the upper and lower levels."


    Hearing the speech, Xiang Xing suddenly took a breath.


    It seems that Simon is not a good bird.


    No wonder we have to prepare another vehicle and horse for the first resignation, and rush into the Ximeng area for secret investigation before the formal army.