Chapter One Hundred and Eighty Fifth Cocoon

Fortunately, that person gave Feng Xingying an explanation for Qin Molin's sake: "Soul trial will temporarily strip your soul from your body, and you will not be able to bring in all your equipment and spirit beasts. I will keep this little thing for you. "

Obviously you like the feel of sesame seeds!

Feng Xingying could see the strange habit of the man at a glance.

Maybe it's because he practiced some strange exercises, and he made it like a dry stick, so he prefers to touch furry, soft, and meaty things.

This is psychologically called complementarity.

Well, well, in fact, even if there is no such mentality, Sesame's fur is indeed soft and smooth. Being a pet Feng Xingying will give it 90 points, and the 10 points will be deducted from eating too much and too little meat.

The man looked at Feng Xingying and then looked at him, and said angrily: "The door is in the old place, you go in by yourself."

"Okay." Qin Molin took Feng Xingying and walked forward for a short distance, until he came to a mysterious formation.

There are more than a dozen large silkworm cocoons in the formation, each of which is one person tall.

Feng Xingying knew that there was really a big living person in each cocoon, but they were surrounded by a layer of white silk, and they couldn't see their original appearance at all.

The withered wooden man appeared in front of Feng Xingying like a ghost again, and reminded mechanically: "Go, I am here to guard, no one can move your body. The only thing to be careful about is that the power of the soul should not be used too much. , or you won't be able to come back."

"I'm not going." Feng Xingying raised her eyebrows, her tone firm.

Qin Molin brought her here with good intentions, but she didn't ask for her opinion, and she didn't say what kind of trial she wanted to participate in.

Feng Xingying doesn't believe in any guardian at all, she only believes in herself, and puts her life in the hands of others? She is not used to it!

"Oh, interesting girl. Do you know that the Nangong clan has been able to rule the Dali Kingdom for a long time, and this set of soul trials is indispensable.

The Soul Trial, which is held every three years, is the main method used by the Nangong family to win over the major families of the Dali Kingdom. "Beside the wooden man, I don't know when there was a kind-hearted old eunuch who carefully explained to Feng Xingying.

Feng Xingying frowned, why hadn't she heard of such a trial?

The old eunuch continued with a smile: "Those who can get the quota for the soul trial are the super noble families and hidden families of the Dali Kingdom, and those families with superficial beauty but no background are not included.

Your Feng family has not yet reached the level of being invited, and only when Feng Tianyi was successful in his rescue, did he enter a soul trial. "

Her father, even entered the soul trial?

Feng Xingying was a little tempted, but she didn't trust them at all.

"Girl, go, I'm guarding outside. Who wants to touch you, unless you step on my Qin Molin's body." Qin Molin stretched out his hand and touched Feng Xingying's head. Exactly the same.

Who is your pet? !

Feng Xingying pouted involuntarily.

But the business was important, she still nodded, found a space in the formation, and stood up.

The white silk spreads wildly from the soles of Feng Xingying's feet, and the strands are constantly entangled.

Soon, Feng Xingying was wrapped into a snow-white silkworm cocoon. Apart from being vaguely able to judge his height, he couldn't see the appearance of the person in the silkworm cocoon at all.

Feng Xingying's consciousness also began to blur a little.

Suddenly, as if a white silk hit her head fiercely, her spirit shuddered, and she reappeared in another illusory world.