The strength of A-level players cannot be underestimated, especially two A-level players who don't know what their powers are.
But there is no doubt that it is not a wise decision to take action against another A-level player before the direction of the copy is clear.
But that madman Yunjit gave too much.
Sang Yan stared at the man opposite him, mentally calculating his next move.
He doesn't know that person's powers now, and he doesn't dare to act rashly.
Mu Chen, who was standing opposite him, was even more confused than him. This was the first time he encountered a player who attacked immediately.
Relying on his body memory of being killed many times by Shadow Solo, he released the fog shield in an instant, defusing most of the wind blades.
"What are you going to do?" he shouted coldly.
So nimble... Sang Yan flipped his hands, and a tornado rose from the ground, whistling towards Mu Chen.
"No..." Yunjit, who was watching the battle, suddenly took two steps forward, and a few red blood streaks appeared faintly in his pure white eyes.
"The breath has changed... it's the soul of destruction... the delicious breath has disappeared..." The white-eyed player stretched out his hands somewhat crazily and kept groping in the air. Following his movements, little white lights fell from the air. Like snowflakes floating in the sky, they flew towards Mu Chen with the strong wind.
What a strange power. Mu Chen could clearly feel the aura of a soul in those white lights.
There is a soul, but not much, more like a soul chopped into thousands of little pieces.
It's a bit delicious... The black mist surging around Mu Chen easily swallowed up the white spots.
"Help me..."
"You actually betrayed me!"
"What are you going to do? What are you going to do?"
……
Each white dot contained a sentence of fear or anger, and Mu Chen could clearly hear them and feel them.
These emotional shouts gave him a headache. Fortunately, when the black mist completely merged with the white spots, they turned into a sweet and sour taste.
It's a bit delicious, and I want to eat more... Mu Chen subconsciously licked his lips, and the black mist followed his will and rushed towards Yunjit along the white spots.
"How is that possible?" Yunjit watched in disbelief as his soul chain was completely swallowed up by the black mist. Veins suddenly popped out on his forehead, and bloodshot eyes appeared densely in his pure white pupils, almost covering the entire eyeball. .
It was a backlash, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"Yunjit!" Sang Yan took a breath, and the strange black mist blended into his wind and climbed along his tornado.
"Let's go!" Yunjit grabbed Sang Yan's forearm and pulled him hard. "Take me away, cough...take me away..."
Sang Yan was shocked. He didn't have time to think too much, and he directly used the blood from his fingertips to summon a strong wind to take the two off the road.
baffling.
What a delicious soul, what a destructive soul...
Wait... the soul of destruction... Mu Chen suddenly thought of something. He took a few steps and squatted down in front of a pool of blood that Yunjit coughed up.
A wisp of black mist slipped into blood along his fingertips.
Gudu Gudu…
The originally calm blood suddenly boiled, and wisps of white smoke erupted from them. The screams of a dozen men and women were indistinctly mixed in the white smoke.
After a long time, the blood returned to calm, and the screams became weaker as the white smoke dispersed.
Yunjit's superpower was most likely related to devouring other people's souls, and Mu Chen secretly cursed him as a beast.
The main character of the film is destruction and devouring, and now it resides in his body, so it will naturally affect his soul.
And the delicious soul... Mu Chen could guess with his feet that it was Yunchuan's aura. The golden boss who shone all day long and gave him blessings easily made his whole body covered with light. breath.
That's why Yunjit mistakenly thought that his soul was delicious. Once he released his superpower, the darkness covered up the light, and the breath of the soul naturally changed to the taste of destruction.
Mu Chen clicked his tongue and stood up in frustration.
He felt extremely unhappy at the thought of an ugly, perverted player privately coveting Yunchuan's soul.
So now he really wanted to go back and see if Yun Chuan was still lying in bed smelling of alcohol.
But fortunately, he still remembered the business.
He still had to print out orders, but after Sang Yan and Yunjit's quarrel, his originally ample time became slightly tighter.
At the print shop at the school gate, Mu Chen walked towards the fancy print shop.
Ding…
As he moved, the branch that had been broken by Sang Yan's supernatural power fell from the bush.
Mu Chen suddenly reacted. He stopped abruptly and stopped in front of the green belt. Looking at the clearly defined shrubs and sycamores and the completely different weeds on the opposite side, Mu Chen remembered many times. The question that appears on the test paper.
I would like to ask: What may be the reason for the difference in the landscape of the green isolation belt in the picture?
The answer is: different administrative jurisdictions.
No wonder he always felt like something was wrong.
The teacher’s long lecture on holiday safety, which he repeated over and over again, actually had only one point.
You are not allowed to leave the city. To leave the city, you must apply three days in advance and be accompanied by a teacher.
If he is caught leaving the market without permission, he will be punished with three days in solitary confinement.
Administrative jurisdiction includes regional jurisdiction, and the completely different scenes on both sides of the road are probably located in two places with different administrative jurisdictions.
Then when he crosses this green belt, there is a certain probability that he will be deemed to have left the market without permission.
A layer of cold sweat broke out on Mu Chen's forehead.
It's not like he didn't ask other students yesterday where the print shop was. His classmates enthusiastically told him that he was at the school gate, but once he asked in depth or asked them to help guide him, those enthusiastic classmates suddenly had more things to do and became extremely busy...< br>
"Uncle." Mu Chen returned to the school gate. Through the window of the security room, he saw the security guard tilting his head, smoking and tinkering with his mobile phone.
"Is something wrong?" The security guard heard the voice and opened the window impatiently.
A strong smell of alcohol came out.
"Do you know where the print shop is in the school city?" Mu Chen suppressed his nausea and deliberately emphasized the word "city".
"Don't you have eyes? Isn't it just at the school gate? Leave me alone." The security guard cursed and lowered his head.
...Mu Chen had already anticipated this situation. He turned sideways and secretly threw a bag of things into the security booth through the half-open window.
"What..." The security guard's foot was hit. He was about to curse when he found an exquisite gold-inlaid bottle mouth exposed in the wrapping cloth.
The security guard swallowed, lowered his body and quickly pulled off the rag. A bottle of exquisite wine lay quietly on his feet.
The complicated and exquisite bottle inlaid with gold and the deep red wine flowing in the bottle make people feel the fragrance of the wine through the bottle.
"Uncle, I have a favor to ask of you." Mu Chen held down the security guard's hand as he tried to unscrew the bottle, and gave him a meaningful smile.
"You ask, you ask." The security guard's mouth watered with greed.
"I have a small problem with my file. I need to print something. Could you please give me a way?" Mu Chen whispered in the security guard's ear. "It's necessary." The security guard changed his impatience. He squatted down and pulled out a locked box from the security room and carefully put the wine into the box.
After the security guard hid the box, he opened the door to the security room.
"As a security guard, I shouldn't have left the security room. Why am I so enthusiastic?" He pretended to be aloof and rubbed his hands, then waved to Mu Chen unsteadily.
"Come with me. You have found the right person. Those stingy administrators in the school will never help you print things."
The security guard led him forward close to the school wall.
A few minutes later, the two arrived at the east gate, which had already been closed.
The security guard laughed twice and knocked on a broken wooden door that was so rotten that it was falling apart.
"Is something wrong?" A chicken coop came out of the door, a female voice full of resentment and a hint of hoarseness.
"Take the students to print." The security guard gave way.
"Three hundred." The woman swung the door roughly.
"How can students have money?" The security guard chuckled twice, "Charge it to my account."
"Go in." The woman looked at the security guard suspiciously, then walked sideways out of the small room.
"There are files on the computer. Find them yourself." She waved to Mu Chen.
"Thank you." Mu Chen nodded and walked into the hut.
This hut is a dilapidated hut made of wood and thatch, with a bed, a table and a huge printer inside.
The oldest computer was placed on the crippled table with a dim blue light.
On the surface of the screen are brown compressed packages and white file frames.
Mu Chen immediately saw the white document in the center with the public opinion form for joining the class written on it.
This form needs to be printed ten times.
But... Mu Chen glanced at the boss cautiously. The boss and the security guard were leaning at the door talking about something.
Very good, it is currently a visual blind spot.
Mu Chen licked his lips, secretly took out his phone and clicked on the green bubble on the screen.
——
Ding dong ding dong ding dong…
Yun Chuan poked his head out from under the quilt and grabbed the jingling cell phone. His golden eyes were as bright as fire.
The hangover and sudden awakening made the boss angry for the first time in a long time.
It must be Monet, Yunchuan turned on his phone angrily.
What comes into view is a series of brown compressed packages, and the sender's name is...
It's Mu Chen...Yunchuan blinked to make sure he saw it right.
When did this guy add his WeChat account...
——
"Have you finished printing?" The boss rubbed his hair and yelled angrily at the transfer student inside.
"I'm not very good at using a printer, I just started printing." Mu Chen calmly logged out of his WeChat account and refreshed the QR code.
As soon as he finished speaking, the printer rumbled to life, and a dozen blank forms were printed out.
Mu Chen picked up the steaming paper and slowly approached the door.
"Why are there new students again? The ones who didn't understand last time are here again..." Approaching the door, the voices of the boss and the security guard gradually became clearer.
"The school has to recruit people, those little devils... Hey, why are you walking silently?" The security guard saw Mu Chen walking over from the corner of his eye, and he quickly stopped talking.
"I've finished printing, thank you." Mu Chen thanked the two of them.
"Hey, it's a trivial matter." The security guard raised his hand, "You guys go on an outing today. Hurry up and meet up. Don't take your time." He licked his lips and couldn't wait for Mu Chen to leave quickly and go back to enjoy the bottle of wine. .
These transfer students are rich, the security guard chuckled, grinning with yellow teeth.
When Mu Chen returned to campus, he turned on his phone.
[Yunchuan:?]
It seemed that all the files were transferred successfully. It was no wonder that he had been busy repairing his phone for most of the day and stole Yunchuan's phone early in the morning to secretly add WeChat messages.
Mu Chen raised his eyebrows and replied to Yunchuan with an emoticon in a good mood.
[Mu: Gratitude (holding fists)]
[Yunchuan:……]
The other side responded instantly.
Buzz... Just as Mu Chen was about to reply to Yunchuan, the screen of his phone went dark, and a series of digital phone numbers came in.
Come, I will find time.
Mu Chen opened the answer button as he walked.
A somewhat vicissitudes of voice came from inside.
"Yeah."
"Okay."
"Currently under investigation."
"Don't worry."
After Mu Chen gave the other party a brief reply, he turned off his phone and put it back in his pocket.
——
"Why aren't you getting up yet? Are you waiting for me?" Mu Chen took the time to return to the dormitory and neatly put the copies of documents into the bag while teasing Yunchuan, who was wrapped in a quilt.
"I'll send it directly over in a moment, I'm not in a hurry." Yunchuan yawned, and the smell of alcohol on his body had completely dissipated.
"You, it seems, have gained a lot?" The silver-haired beauty half-leaned on the bed and raised the brown screen.
"They were so considerate. They knew the folder couldn't be transferred to WeChat and made it into a compressed package. How did you convince them?"
"Yunchuan."
"?" Why was his name suddenly called? Yun Chuan narrowed his eyes.
"It's just a bribe." Mu Chen's answer seemed extremely relaxed.
"What kind of bribe." Yun Chuan suddenly became alert, and a bad premonition suddenly came to his heart.
"It's nothing, I didn't bring anything good, so I gave the security guard the wine you gave me in the morning, and then he took me to print very actively..."
Before Mu Chen finished speaking, he felt a chill on his shoulders.
"Give you a chance to reorganize your language." Yun Chuan teleported directly to the ground. He grabbed Mu Chen's shoulders with both hands. His long silver hair automatically wrapped around the man's neck without any wind.
"Mu Chen, you'd better think it over before speaking." Yun Chuan smiled sinisterly.
"Don't force me to slap you when you are happiest..."
(End of chapter)
The author said: I am here to update...
My three-dimensional vest fell off, and the loss was particularly tragic, so I haven’t updated in the past few days and I didn’t dare to write a request for leave. I burst into tears
I even wanted to run away these days, but then I thought why bother, I already knew it anyway, so I ran back again! ! !
The broken jar has been smashed, and I am squeezing my words (kicking off the dilapidated vest)
However, due to discussions with my family about the title of the book, the title of the book next week will be changed to "Opening God's Perspective in the World of Infinite Flow". Please forgive me (>﹏<)
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