Naxia rudely occupied half of Liszt’s bed.
Liszt’s magic-free magic circle has been completed, and his room has become a very high-intensity magic-free space.
Compared with the security barrier, the magic free space has a higher priority and a wider effective threshold.
The safety barrier is the handwriting of the world BOSS, which is true, but the key point is that the safety barrier is really too big and big.
It is well known that the more widely distributed a unit area is, the lower the intensity of a substance of fixed mass.
With the strength of the world BOSS, of course, it is possible to achieve a super-large area of forbidden magic in the true sense.
However, Ye Luo, the current strongest adventurer, has only achieved the supreme status. In front of the world boss, he is still no different from the little ant.
From the perspective of the world BOSS, what exists in this world is either ants or paramecia.
In this case, no one wants to waste resources and build a laser defense skynet system for these “stinky fish and shrimps”.
Just a little bit of insecticide will suffice.
The debuff that Meng Lingqing threw to Liszt was just a little higher than the “safety barrier” of pesticides.
And Liszt’s magic free space is more effective than the safety barrier, enough to make the “forced calm” invalid.
Therefore, Liszt can be unscrupulous, restore the life of the dark lord, and continue to gallop.
However, Liszt still did nothing to Naxia.
With the beautiful woman by the side, it is impossible to say that she has no idea at all.
It was the former dark lord who had already picked up the gun and mounted the horse and spent the night with Naxia.
Thinking of the lovely and perfect Yu Shiya, Liszt still controlled himself, and there was no problem with his willpower.
“Demon Museum”
The power of the dark lord is the power of 360 degrees without dead ends, including magic, combat skills, panel attributes, and of course willpower.
It’s just that he doesn’t like to use willpower very much, it doesn’t mean he doesn’t have willpower.
In fact, as the Lord of Darkness, Liszt has the most contact with darkness.
The darkness in the universe, the darkness in human nature, if his willpower is not strong enough, I am afraid he will go crazy long ago.
Willpower is willpower, control is control, but the instinct is still there.
Since becoming the dark lord, Liszt’s half of the bed has never been empty.
So, Liszt, who was sleeping, put the salty pig’s hand on Naxia’s body involuntarily.
When he woke up the next day, his left hand was under Naxia’s neck, and his right was on her slender and powerful waist.
The two were facing each other, and the distance between them was no more than ten centimeters. He could clearly feel Naxia’s slightly scorching aura.
“Don’t pretend to be asleep, get up.” Liszt suppressed the heat in his heart and said to Naxia.
Naxia quickly opened her eyes, sighed, and said, “I was discovered by you.”
“A senior CIA agent can’t even detect such a touch. I don’t believe it,” Liszt said.
“In that case, why don’t you take your hand back?” Naxia asked.
Liszt squeezed it twice, and then he took the salty pig’s hand back with a sigh of relief.
“Why are you not interested in me?” Naxia asked directly.
“There is interest, but not now.” Liszt responded without being secretive.
“Sooner or later, I will conquer you and know all your secrets.” Naxia said in Liszt’s ear with winking eyes.
Forced calm*1!
Forced calm*2!
Forced calm*3!
Oh forgot, forced cool-down has expired.
But Liszt still used willpower to simulate the effect of forced calm, forcing himself to calm down.
“What are you… doing?” A voice came from Liszt’s side.
Liszt looked at the sound and saw the little golden man stuffing himself in the small gap between the closet and the ceiling, looking down at them.
“When did you come?” Naxia asked. It seemed that she really didn’t notice the arrival of the little golden man.
She just wore a cool suspender, and her near-perfect figure was ready to show, but she was not shy at all, but stretched her charming and lazy waist.
Probably this is the difference between Chinese and Western cultures.
“I’ve been here a long time ago.” The little golden man replied.
“I’m more interested in… how did you put yourself in?” Liszt measured with both hands, “That gap should be… 20 centimeters?”
With a width of 20 centimeters, it may be difficult to even stuff the head in, let alone the whole person.
The little golden man jumped out of the closet, and his body immediately swelled up and returned to his normal size.
It turned out that he just made himself smaller.
Liszt and Naxia had just woken up, and with some visual errors, they didn’t notice it for a while.
“You… can you get bigger or smaller?” Liszt asked in surprise.
“Yes.” The little golden man said, while Yao Ming and Guo Jingming were constantly changing, he asked, “Can’t you?”
“No.” Liszt asked, “How big can you be?”
“I don’t know, I haven’t tried it.” The little golden man replied.
The identity of the golden man is becoming more and more mysterious.
The priority of the magic free space is higher than the safety barrier.
In Liszt’s magic-free space, it is very unusual that the little golden man can still use such a change.
“Get up, get ready for work.” Liszt jumped up from the bed, went to the bathroom, and washed.
When she came out of the bathroom, Naxia had finished dressing up and dressed, and was waiting to go out.
“You… don’t need to wash?” Liszt asked.
“I’ve washed up a long time ago.” Naxia replied, “Did you smell the fragrance when you woke up?”
“So, after you finished washing, you lay on the bed again, and you wanted to take advantage of me?” Liszt scratched his head.
“It’s not necessarily who takes advantage of whom.” Naxia looked at Liszt with a slightly contemptuous look, “There are not many virgins in the world.”
With such a blatant mockery, if it wasn’t for the presence of the little golden man, Liszt would have already rectified Naxia on the spot.
The little golden man doesn’t seem to need a wash, and he really doesn’t need a wash.
He grew into a son who “doesn’t need to wash”.
Twenty minutes later, the three appeared in Liszt’s office at the public opinion center.
The public opinion center is also a wartime intelligence center. This should be the most concentrated and comprehensive place in all of China.
If you can’t find Xiao Jin’s past here, then I’m afraid there is no other place to do it.
“Come on, look at the camera, three, two, one, eggplant!” Liszt took out his mobile phone and took a frontal photo of the golden statuette.
Next, he uploaded the photo to the system for facial recognition.
Soon, the results appeared on the screen.
“Liu Ming, male, Han nationality, 23 years old, from Jiangnan, China.”
On the screen, Liu Ming has clear eyebrows, no golden hair and no golden eyes. He looks like an ordinary young man.
“…” Liszt looked at the screen and then at Liu Ming, but did not speak.
“What’s wrong?” Nasha asked.
“It’s a little hard for me to understand.” Liszt scratched the back of his head in distress.