Chapter 1359 Let Me Listen to a Song

With the sharp needle glowing, Yuan Jing raised her hand again.

This time the attack was still fierce. Yuan Jing looked at the young man opposite who was dripping with cold sweat and frowned slightly.

So... desperate?

Isn't it just a bet?

With such a flash of skill, several rays of needle light were forced in, and Yuan Jing took action one after another, directly crushing the silver needles transformed from mental power.

When the last silver needle was crushed, Lian Feng was soaked and his face turned pale.

Her thin lips were pursed tightly, and waves of acupuncture pain came to her brain.

It seemed like something was buzzing.

Yuan Jing lowered her hand and looked at him with a frown.

"You are too mentally exhausted. If you don't do it well, there will be sequelae."

Saying that, he walked over.

Lian Feng suddenly raised his eyes, bloodshot eyes already seeping out of his dark eyes. He said coldly, "Don't come over, our bet is not over yet!"

Yuan Jing paused slightly and chuckled, "I admit that your talent is not bad. But it is impossible to defeat me in such a short time."

"Not always."

Lian Feng narrowed his eyes and suddenly deepened his eyes.

"Pfft."

The sound of a silver needle entering the body.

The sound was so soft that it was almost impossible to hear it.

Yuan Jing frowned slightly and looked down.

Only a small hole in the uniform was visible.

It's small and invisible.

He just thought about it for a moment and realized it.

This needle was attached to the thin thread of his defense and slowly moved over.

Lian Feng's third attack was not an attack at all.

But to fight for the time that the silver needle can move.

If you move too fast, you will be discovered by him.

Too slow and unable to catch up.

He was multitasking, and his mental energy was naturally overdrawn.

Lian Feng finally exhausted his strength and staggered, almost falling to the ground.

Yuan Jing swooped over and held Lian Feng's arm.

His expression was complicated.

Lian Feng's face was pale, and the sequelae of mental exhaustion made him almost bite his teeth. His voice was slightly weak, "I won the bet."

"Yes, you win."

Yuan Jing pursed her lips and looked at the face of the young man in her arms. She paused and said, "You are the third person in the entire Star Territory who has defeated me."

Lian Feng smiled slightly, with a hint of pride in his brows, "My conditions are."

"...Please help Yan Tao regain his memory."

Yuan Jing: "...Sorry, I can't do it."

The Marshal's memory is sealed in Xiao Qi's system.

Unless Lord Yun Kuo speaks in person.

Otherwise, no one can break the password of the top system and steal the data.

Lian Feng raised his eyebrows and glanced at Yuan Jing, "Is it really impossible?"

Yuan Jing nodded and gave him a helpless look, "It concerns the marshal, and I can't do anything about it."

"Forget it."

Lian Feng withdrew the arm he was holding with a swish, his face expressionless, "I didn't say anything."

Yuan Jing? ? ! !

Lian Feng grinned and pressed his temples with a depressed expression, "It's a waste of my time, really."

As he said that, he glanced at Yuan Jing casually, with a condescending attitude, "Then sing a song for me, something nice."

Yuan Jing gritted his teeth: "What did you ask me to do?"

The other party's dismissive attitude annoyed the former adjutant.

"Sing."

Lian Feng held his forehead and sighed, and said in a very frustrated tone, "Oh, I wasted all my efforts and now I have a headache and earache. Sing a song to make me happy."