Unlimited loot system

"Student Jiang Mingyang, please wait a moment, this round is about to end."

Lin Meiyue focused on two things, chatting with Jiang Mingyang and playing chess at the same time.

Duan Qing's head was full of black lines, she first glared at Jiang Mingyang, and then looked at the chess game where all the games were lost.

"Snapped!"

Duan Qing slapped the table fiercely, and roared angrily: "I'll get angry when I see this bastard, I'm not in the mood anymore."

After finishing speaking, Duan Qing jumped off the arhat bed in one step, poked Jiang Mingyang's head with her slender index finger, and yelled angrily with a cold face.

"Trash, beating an eunuch and almost killing yourself, what else can you do!
Do you know how much resources my mother spent and how much favor my mother owed to save you?
You know how much the old lady wasted in order to keep your cultivation, begging grandpa to sue grandma to be humble, she has never been so wronged in her life.

You know for you..."

Duan Qing's fingers were like machine guns, and they poked randomly on Jiang Mingyang's head, making Jiang Mingyang full of despair.

"Master, if you can't afford to lose, just say you can't afford to lose, it's none of my business, why take it out on me?

You are also my master, if someone else dared to do this, I would have slapped him long ago. "

Jiang Mingyang was slandering in his heart, but his face was full of flattery and smiles, so he almost slapped himself, flattering Duan Qing that he was right.

The master and apprentice sang a harmony, which messed up the chess game that was supposed to be lost.

But when Duan Qing sat back on the arhat bed, she found that the black and white chess pieces were about to fall apart.

But at the moment they fell, they stopped in mid-air strangely, and then slowly landed in their respective positions.

Duan Qing stared fiercely at Lin Meiyue with her eyes wide open, and asked, "Is your mental power subtle?"

The so-called subtlety means that the control force is extremely fine, and every component of force can be precisely controlled.

After mastering the fine-grained power, whether you want to use 0 gram of power or 1 gram of power, you can use it accurately.

It was clearly a frontal punch, but the attack direction could come from many directions, making it impossible to defend against.

Just like Duan Qing's palm just now, this one is just a simple slap on the table, but the force permeates every chess piece.

If Lin Meiyue didn't stop it, the chess pieces would bounce around in all directions, and it would be impossible to recover.

The material of these chess pieces is very ordinary, and they will definitely be smashed to pieces under the strength of the two big men.

Lin Meiyue wants to restore the chessboard, she must counteract the strength of each chess piece, and then control them to fall back to their original positions.

Because the force on each chess piece is different, and the direction is also completely different, Lin Meiyue must reach the realm of subtleties in order to achieve perfect control.

"Although it's difficult to get mental power into the slightest, it also depends on who it is for."

Lin Meiyue lightly brushed her long hair by her ears, although her tone was soft and intellectual, but the domineering and proud words in her words were much less panicked than Duan Qing's.

"You can't afford to lose, you can turn your face against outsiders, but don't want to play tricks on me."

Lin Meiyue gently caressed the chessboard with her jade hand, and an invisible spiritual force fluctuated, firmly fixing the chess pieces on the chessboard.

Duan Qing frowned in distress, and said coquettishly: "Mei Yue, you can't do this."

That sweet coquetry is fatally attractive to all male creatures, but it has no effect on Li Meiyue, but frightens Jiang Mingyang's liver and gallbladder.

Jiang Mingyang saw Duan Qing in this form for the first time, and hoped it would be the last time.

So terrifying.

Of course, this is not the scariest thing, the scariest thing is Lin Meiyue.

How terrifying would Lin Meiyue be if Duan Fairy could be forced into such a state?
Lin Meiyue smiled and said: "Anyway, the bet has been agreed, let's study the chess game carefully."

After finishing speaking, Lin Meiyue looked at Jiang Mingyang again, and said with a smile: "Xi Ling's girl has caused you a lot of trouble, please bear with me."

"Aunt Lin, what are you talking about, Lin Xiling and I are close buddies.

It's not troublesome at all, but I caused her a lot of trouble and was always taken care of by her. "

Jiang Mingyang is extremely well-behaved, whether it is tone or attitude, he is very well-adjusted.

A person who can treat Duan Goblin in a submissive manner will give Jiang Mingyang 100 guts, and he will not dare to blow up in front of her.

That attitude was several times more pious than a son-in-law meeting his mother-in-law, and Duan Qing's teeth itch with hatred.

"Is it just a buddy? No other ideas?"

Lin Meiyue meant something, her eyes became more gentle, but Jiang Mingyang's liver and gallbladder were torn apart.

"My lord, this is going to kill an honest man.

I can't think of anything, I don't even have time to hide, the only idea is how to stay away from her. "

Jiang Mingyang cursed in his heart, but his face was full of smiles, and said: "Aunt Lin, stop joking.

We are still young, and at this stage, we focus on our career, and we don't have the energy to think about other things for the time being. "

Jiang Mingyang's mouth was dry, and cold sweat kept coming out, which had already wet his back and flowed down the base of his tail.

Where are you going?

After waking up from a coma for three days, he didn't eat a mouthful of food or drink a mouthful of water. Asking such a scary question just after meeting him was driving him to death.

"So that's the case, then I'm relieved."

Lin Meiyue let out a long sigh of relief, a trace of relief flashed in her gentle eyes, as if letting go of a boulder in her heart.

"Why does I feel that something bad is about to happen!"

Jiang Mingyang was stunned immediately, he looked at Lin Meiyue in a daze, and then at Duan Qing in a daze, completely wondering what kind of medicine they were selling in the gourd?

Isn't it forced marriage?
Didn't they match him and Lin Xiling?

Could it be that he is being self-indulgent?

Especially the relief in Li Meiyue's eyes made Jiang Mingyang tremble with fear, as if something bad was about to happen.

While studying the chess game with a sad face, Duan Qing explained, "Even the most inhumane mother would not just watch her daughter become a widow."

"Widowhood?"

Jiang Mingyang stood there dumbfounded, completely unable to understand what Duan Qing was talking about.

"During your coma, I conducted a detailed analysis and research on your blood samples."

Lin Meiyue turned around and took out a dozen experimental reports, and explained to Jiang Mingyang: "Your blood contains some unknown element.

There is an almost instinctive desire for energy, and it will also induce changes in your body.

Your inhuman physical quality is caused by this unknown element, and it should have some connection with the demons.

I suspect that the core sample of the Xingtian Project has a direct and close relationship with you. "

"so what?"

Jiang Mingyang still looked confused, completely unable to understand what Li Meiyue wanted to express.

This is the case when talking to smart people. Smart people feel that the expression is clear enough, but normal people don't understand what he wants to say at all.

Duan Qing interrupted angrily: "So, your fate has already been doomed, Hei Ting will never let you go.

You are either being sliced ​​and studied by the black court now, or you are raised and then sliced ​​and studied by the black court.

In short, it is a dead end. "

"Hei, isn't Hei Ting destroyed?"

Jiang Mingyang's teeth were chattering, his legs were trembling, and he was so frightened that he almost flew out of his wits.

"The black court runs through the history of mankind. How could it be destroyed? The destruction is just the wishful propaganda of the church."

Lin Meiyue made up the knife gently, and Jiang Mingyang was so scared that he almost peed.

"Teacher, help me, you must have a remedy, right?"

Without the slightest hesitation, Jiang Mingyang knelt down at Duan Qing's feet, begging for help with snot and tears.

"Of course there is no absolute in everything, you still have another path to choose from..."