"Hey, don't be too anxious. Although I can't give you any advice, I can give you a little suggestion."

"What?" Neferi raised her head sharply.

"Get some sleep."

"ha?"

Wuming said: "Occasionally I will fall into anxiety like this, and suddenly encounter some powerful enemy that is difficult to match, and I can't defeat it no matter what. At this time, take a rest, take a sleep, and wait for the will and strength to be internalized into your soul.

Maybe you can become stronger and defeat your enemies."

Looking at Wuming's sincere eyes, Neferi decided to believe him.

"Okay!" She didn't say anything, just lay down on the bed and closed her eyes tightly.

The room was silent for a while, silent for a long time.

Neferi suddenly sat up again, looking tired:

"No, I'm too nervous and can't sleep."

"Hey, what a coincidence." Wuming said, "I have a bottle of soothing medicine right here."

Wuming took out a bottle of potion from his arms, and under the dim light, it shone with dark blue light.

"It seems to be a drug that has psychological effects." Neferi said.

"You actually understand?" Wuming was surprised.

"My adoptive father specifically told me about it before," Neferi said.

Wuming was a little wary: "Then do you drink?"

Neferi took the medicine bottle and looked at Wuming:

"I trust you."

She opened the medicine bottle and drank the medicine.

"So it tastes so sweet..." Neferi looked at the empty medicine bottle, her vision began to blur, and she fell down on the bed.

Wuming walked out of the wooden house and closed the door.

Hyde was still waiting at the door when he saw Wuming coming out alone:

"The king still refuses to come out?"

"She's sleeping." Wuming said, "You can only be energetic when you wake up."

Hyde had no doubt that he was there, and when he heard that Neferi was sleeping to recharge her batteries, he no longer insisted on meeting him.

After Hyde left, Wuming was still standing at the door.

Soon, a puppet soldier held up a fruit plate and wandered over to Wuming.

"It seems you fed it to her." The puppet made a Servis voice.

"Are you so well-informed?" Wuming glanced at the puppet.

"I will know if my potion has been drunk by others." Servais said, "Businessman, you are very trustworthy."

"That means I operate with integrity." Wuming said, "Where are my skills?"

The puppet took out a scroll from its body:

"It's all here, the key manufacturing technology."

Wuming opened the scroll and looked at it: "Not bad."

"Then, happy cooperation." Servais said with joy in his voice.

"It's a pleasure to cooperate." Wuming said.

Servis left, and Wuming didn't go in to see Nefeli anymore. He returned to the courtyard, ready to study the puppet technology, make it bigger and stronger, and increase production and income.

But not long after returning to the courtyard, there was a knock on the door outside the courtyard.

Dude, dunk, dunk.

The knocking on the door was slow and soft, as if it was born with a chill, like a ghost coming to kill you.

"Selves?" Wuming opened the door in confusion.

What catches the eye is a big pointed hat, snow-white, broad and furry.

Under the hat is a short blue doll.

"Hey, hello." Lani said hello, her voice as cold as the night.

Lani's spirit face was smiling with squinting eyes, but Wuming could clearly see that there were a few cracks on the forehead of the doll's half of the face.

Wuming didn't even think about it and rolled aside.

The deformed black sword was grabbed by both hands, lifted up from the cloak and slashed out, and was dodged by the nameless general.

At the same time, Lani had already taken out a small black knife with her other hand, threw out the red blade of destiny, and cut towards Wuming.

At the same time, the last hand took out the staff, and countless ice cubes hit Wuming like hail.

"Young man, don't be too arrogant!" Wuming was shocked and angry, "How could you have a fight like this when we meet?"

Wuming responded with a huge ice blade of cold air.

Wuming immediately lay down, the ice blade flew past Wuming's scalp, and everything around him froze into powder wherever it passed.

"Okay, you forced me." Wuming used the sealing magic to seal all of Lani's magic.

Lani saw that the staff was useless and directly smashed the staff at Wuming.

"You girl are too crazy." Wuming was surprised, "Is there anyone taking care of you?"

Someone really came to take care of it. Rattan flew from the sky and shouted to save people under the sword.

Then Latarn fell in mid-air and fell into the courtyard, with his upper body stuck in the soil and a purple halo hanging around his waist.

Wuming looked at Latan, the corners of his eyes twitched a few times, and continued to dodge Lani's attack.

Without magic, at least Lani's attacks were easier to dodge, and he could circle around Latan.

"Wu Ming! I must kill you!" Lani roared angrily, constantly throwing the destined death at Wu Ming, and chopped off Wu Ming's head with the big knife.

Latarn finally pulled out his head from the soil and quickly stopped Lani: "Forget it Lani, just find it."

"Get out of the way!" Lani cut Latarn's big hand with her big knife.

Latan had no choice but to let go of his hand.

"Lattan, where is your backbone as General Starbreaker!" Now it was Wuming's turn to roar, "Show off your aura as if you were pricked into a hedgehog by the Rotten Knight!"

"It's going to be very troublesome to get cut by that knife." Rattan muttered.

"Trouble? Help, brother!" Wuming said.

"It's useless to call him. Your life belongs to me. No one can save you!" Lani yelled, "Come and die. Don't force me to use the power of this knife."

"Don't push me. If you push me, I will die for you." Wuming said.

"Exactly, you go and die quickly."

"Kill me and your mother will never be cured!"

This sentence finally made Lani pause:

"Can you cure my mother?"

"Some ideas." Wuming said.

"Then you die too." Lani said, "Who still believes your lies!"

Lani waved the black knife again.

This time Wuming didn't dodge anymore, he rushed directly towards Lani. He dodged the slash of the big knife, snatched the knife away, kicked it to the side, and then hugged Lani.

"Do you think you are handsome, so you can prevent me from stabbing you?" Lani said coldly, "Did you avoid my black knife?"

Wuming let go of Lani and looked underneath him.

On the lower abdomen, a black knife was inserted into it, and the red destiny of death overflowed from the black knife.

Wuming took a few steps back, as if all his strength had been drained.

"What kind of weapon is this?" Wuming's tone suddenly calmed down.

"Want it? I'll give it to you." Lani said, "I can bury it with you."

Wuming is still a little unbelievable:

"What a wonderful feeling, my life force is being extracted and transformed. Am I being tricked?"

Latarn couldn't bear it: "That is the power of destined death."

"Then I'll die?" After Wuming finished speaking, he fell to the ground with a crunch.

Lani saw Wuming lying on the ground, her body trembling and gasping for air. This body was not healthy to begin with. She had spent so much energy chasing Wuming that she could hardly stand still.
To be continued...