Help, I've become a paper man

Xu Yueran's face turned cold, and she asked again: "Are you sure you want to break up with the Xu family for someone else's stardust?"

Yan Changyue blinked and did not answer immediately. She hesitated and asked after a few seconds: "Sorry, when can you represent the Xu family? Did I miss such important news?"

This sentence made Xu Yueran silent and Song Yi almost laugh out loud. Seeing this, Xu Jing's heart beat faster and she kept pushing him, signaling him to hold it in.

Song Yi didn't understand the meaning, and leaned over to ask Xu Jing, "Can you understand what they are talking about? What do Awakeners and Chosen Ones mean?"

Xu Jing couldn't help but sigh, and looked at Song Yi with a subtle look, as if looking at a mentally retarded child, but still explained: "The awakened are people with special abilities, and the chosen ones are people bound to stardust."

Song Yi suddenly understood and nodded to indicate that he understood. This was what he understood as the psychics and the contractors, but he still had some doubts that were not answered. Before he could ask again, the situation over there changed again.

After the two men fought briefly, as soon as their bodies separated, Xu Yueran slightly raised her hand, and wind appeared out of thin air around them. With Xu Yueran as the center, in an instant, trees fell down, sand and rocks flew, and the natural environment of this world was mobilized. Everything that was nearby was pulled up and attacked Yan Changyue.

Song Yi then remembered that Xu Yueran, who he thought was ordinary, slick and pretentious, was not an ordinary awakener, but a master who created a world of his own. They were still within his capabilities.

This is bad. Song Yi's nerves tensed up and he looked at Yan Changyue, but unlike what he expected, Yan Changyue did not flee in panic. Even in the storm, she just smiled and raised her right hand. The moment Song Yi raised his leg to try to support her, the world stopped, including Song Yi's right foot in the air.

"Do you like playing with your skills?" Yan Changyue asked.

The voice became increasingly gentle, but it made Song Yi's heart skip a beat and he had an ominous premonition. However, it was not for himself, but for Xu Yueran. He had witnessed Yan Changyue's ability more than once. She was truly "completely heartless"!

As Song Yi was thinking about it, he saw Yan Changyue turn her wrist, and the debris that had flown over before immediately changed direction and flew towards Xu Yueran. In the blink of an eye, they reached the other party's head, paused in the air for a second, and then poured down as Yan Changyue raised her finger.

It has to be said that this young master has some skills. He can control the wind to cause destruction, and naturally he can also let the wind carry him away.

Before the dirt covered his body, Xu Yueran first rode the wind, brushed the edges of the leaves, made a sharp turn at low altitude, flew from the other side, avoided obstacles, changed direction, and approached Yan Changyue again. He probably still thought of the strategy of "close combat and long-range attack".

The operation was quite smooth, and Song Yi's eyes were sore after seeing it. It was not only because of the wind, but also because of the future that could be seen with the naked eye. He saw Yan Changyue was already shaking her wrist.

As he expected, at this moment, Xu Yueran's direction was reversed and she was thrown back in the same direction, directly smashing into the pile of debris. The thing made by Xu Yueran and that had not hit anyone just now was also opened.

Song Yi raised his hand to press his twitching eyelids, and before he could continue complaining, he was sure that it had indeed jumped too early. He said that he had seen Yan Changyue use his abilities before, and he also knew the most basic hard control. But in this battle with Xu Yueran, Yan Changyue showed different skills, and his control ability was even better than before, making him unable to help but mourn for the other party despite their different positions.

Even when he was in pure enjoyment mode, he would drag Xu Jing back and watch the fight together. He sighed in his heart: "Look at you, why did you provoke him? You had to compete with him in supernatural powers. Just now he just treated you as a sandbag, but now it's turned into a yo-yo. Are you happy about it? Yan Changyue just turned her fingers, and you were thrown around."

Fortunately, he just thought about it with regret and did not make any sound. After all, Yan Changyue was still working and came here for him. He could still tell who was the big and small king and who was on his side.

But Xiao Wang is not simple either. Yan Changyue can control it, and so can Xu Yueran. After all, this place is built up of abilities. Rounding it off, Xu Yueran can also be a god who can call the wind and rain. This person only needs an idea, which can work faster than Yan Changyue's skills. At this moment, Xu Yueran also showed off his spatial displacement. He left the place in an instant, and his figure appeared behind Yan Changyue. The folding fan he waved unfolded in the air and went straight to Yan Changyue's neck.

Yan Changyue's right hand was still in the air, and it was obvious that he had no time to change his moves. As soon as his hanging left hand clenched, an invisible wall was forming. Xu Yueran's body disappeared again and appeared above Yan Changyue's head. The sharp blade chopped down and aimed at Yan Changyue's face.

The timing was just right, avoiding the dispatch period of Yan Changyue's ability. As soon as Song Yi's right foot landed on the ground, he turned around again and ran towards Yan Changyue. His temple was throbbing, and just as he thought of "my boss's stunning beauty", the blade had already cut through the flesh - but not the face, but Yan Changyue's fingers. At the moment when Xu Yueran was about to launch an effective attack, Yan Changyue's body was directly mobilized by the person involved. This person who can control others can also command himself at the critical moment. With the help of the fact that thinking is faster than action, he forces his body to complete the action and hold the knife that is stabbing at him.

At such a critical moment, Song Yi heard his own breathing again. Time favored him again, allowing him to clearly see everything in front of him, including the light that cut his skin and the slowly splashing red. He was not paused this time. He could also feel his body moving forward and his perspective moving with it, like a slow motion in a movie, passing by Xu Yueran's profile, to Yan Changyue's bloody fingers, and then getting closer, playing on the face he was staring at.

Then, across the frequency of time, he met those eyes, once again watching the silver swallowing up the blue, like ice covering the ocean.

Song Yi felt dizzy and fell forward, suddenly breaking out of his previous state. He steadied himself and looked at Yan Changyue. The two people fighting over there had separated, and Yan Changyue was still standing there, with spots of red on her clothes and cheeks. Xu Yueran retreated several meters, with the dagger just stuck in her abdomen. In Song Yi's surprised eyes, this man was holding a folding fan, trying to pull out his weapon.

It must be painful. Song Yi thought randomly and turned his sight back to Yan Changyue. He just saw the sponsor trying to show off by taking off his soiled suit jacket and throwing it aside. He thought for a moment whether he should rush over to catch it, and then he saw Yan Changyue raising his hand again. This time he was not using his ability, but simply wiping the blood off his face.

In the silence, Yan Changyue spoke again and said, "That's just right. I also like to play with my abilities."

His tone remained gentle, as if he was just continuing his previous speech, and continued to express his views in the peaceful afternoon.

The atmosphere at the moment was good, but Song Yi couldn't help it, and the sound of inhaling was a little loud, breaking the stillness of the scene and attracting everyone's attention. He had to wake up and realize that he was just inhaling, not spitting saliva or something like that...

"Sorry, sorry, can you continue?" Song Yi said, slowly raising his hands.