Chapter 4252
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If the Wind Quicksand is perfectly refined, not only can it have the same appearance as the one who is under the spell,
It can even snatch the other party's luck.
And once the luck is snatched, the person who takes the Wind Quicksand will slowly possess the other party's talent, strength, and even their living habits. They can imitate them perfectly.
Third Senior Brother once said that the effect of the Wind Quicksand was not good after Leng Qingwan took it. Apart from the imperfection of the drug, the most important thing was that Mu Yan's own luck was strong enough.
And the Wind Quicksand is very interesting in this aspect.
If the snatcher's luck is stronger than the one being snatched, then the one being snatched will be stripped of everything bit by bit, until he is completely abandoned by the world.
But if it is the other way around, and the one being snatched has a stronger luck than the snatcher, then the person who takes the Wind Quicksand will unknowingly lose his luck, and eventually become more and more unfortunate.
Mu Yan slightly narrows her eyes and looks at the old man: "Have you heard of the Wind Quicksand?"
The old man, or Zhong Li, slightly frowns, revealing an expression of deep thought.
The name is somewhat familiar, but at this moment, he can't remember where he had heard it.
Mu Yan roughly explains the origin, effect, and refining method of the Wind Quicksand that she knows.
Zhong Li's eyes suddenly widen, and his body trembles violently. His eyes burst forth with shock, understanding, resentment, and pain.
"So that's how it is, so that's how it is!"
"That traitorous disciple had too many opportunities to take my blood, my hair, and my personal belongings. He had been preparing for this a long time ago. He was just waiting for me to be heavily injured on the battlefield and my luck to weaken. Then, he would consume the Magnificent Quicksand."
"Ha … hahaha … but why didn't he think about why I was seriously injured? Why did my luck weaken? I did it to save his life!! "
Mu Yan lightly says: "Perhaps he was seriously injured in order to trick you into saving him."
Zhong Li's pupils suddenly contract, and his hands tightly clench into fists. The joints of his whole body make cracking sounds.
Obviously, he is extremely angry, and also extremely hateful.
"Your Royal Highness!"
Zhong Li slowly kneels before Mu Yan, "Please forgive me, Your Royal Highness. You saved this old servant, but I only cared about my personal grudge, and I may even bring danger to you. But, but, if I'm unable to kill that rascal, Wen Zhe, if I'm unable to seize back the name and identity that belongs to me, then I'm truly unwilling! Princess, please allow me to take revenge … "
Mu Yan raises her hand to let him get up, and says in a low voice: "This matter is perhaps no longer just a grudge between you and Wen Zhe. This person gave up his name and identity and lurked in the Demon Clan for thousands of years. Even your good friend Elder Min Wei didn't notice him. He even accompanied the Demon Lord … my father through the most difficult [Lovesickness Demon Love Curse]. Do you think he just wants to be a Demon Emperor's Priest? "
Zhong Li suddenly looked up. "Princess, what do you mean?"
Muyan slightly curled her fingers and tapped the edge of the armrest. She said in a low voice, "Don't tell anyone that you're Zhong Li. During this period of time, I will think of a way to repair the Devil Core in your body and restore your strength. "
The corners of her mouth slowly curled up. "Isn't it just snatching luck? Let's see whose luck is stronger. "
If she still wasn't enough …
Di Ming Jue would come to the Heavenly Enchantment Banquet, and Xiao Bao should be by his side.
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