Qizi

When Ling Xiao and Yingfeng passed a certain dormitory, suddenly there was a loud noise from inside. Ling Xiao immediately jumped a small step to the side vigilantly, and even subconsciously assumed a posture of preparing for battle, waiting for the enemy to break through the door and come out.

But after this sound, there was no more sound in the room. Ling Xiao wanted to go up to check, but was stopped by Yingfeng.

"what are you doing?"

"Look what's going on inside."

"leave it."

Ling Xiao could see a little disgust from his attitude, and then remembered to ask, "Whose room is this?"

"Zhuyue."

Ling Xiao didn't want to bother right away, they weren't the only ones who heard the strange noise, the students who lived nearby heard more than one, but because Zhuyue was not well-known, no one made such a big noise Came over to care, the classmate next door even patted the wall vigorously to signal him to be quiet.

Everything finally calmed down, and Zhuyue gradually regained her senses, the sweetness of someone's blood still remained on the tip of her tongue.

He vaguely remembered that Zhenhe was caught off guard by him, and the other party's first reaction was to escape, but how could he give him this chance.At the moment when he was about to get his blood, Zhenhe had no choice but to enter the coming-of-age ceremony, and even tried his best to give him several counterattacks.

He is really strong, but unfortunately no matter how strong he is, he is no better than the second generation of Burning Jin who can refine the Burning Jin [-] times. In the end, he was defeated by Zhu Yue, whose strength was far inferior to him.

Of course, their abilities are basically on par now.

Zhuyue felt that the effect of the medicine was losing little by little, and at the same time his mind became more and more clear-headed. He must race against time to do a good job in the aftermath.He struggled to pick up the soul stone and put it back to its original place, then took out the rope from the hidden compartment, and tied the pillowed crane on the ground several times tightly. If it was in the past, he must not have such great strength to tie people up. so strong.

Zhenhe's personal terminal was worn on his wrist, Zhuyue ripped it off roughly, picked up something at hand and smashed it to pieces, then took out a box of tranquilizers that had been prepared, took out one and gave him a shot go down.

After finishing all this, he staggered towards the table, and fell down at the last moment. He could only stretch out one hand and fumbled anxiously on the table.Several books introducing the Qizi Qizhu were scattered all over the floor, and some of them were spread out, revealing the important point with a red line drawn inside: the Qizi owner will obtain all the power and property of the Qizi.

In addition to being affected by sex hormones, as long as the parties have a strong will, the coming-of-age ceremony can also be actively triggered.

After the coming-of-age ceremony, the combination of the two parties can promote secondary development.

……

Zhuyue finally touched the second syringe. Before that, he knew nothing about the side effects of the second generation, let alone that he would die if he did not inject the purifier. Thanks to Zhenhe, he is really a qualified businessman.

His breathing was already very disordered, his blood was almost boiling, and there was only fog in his vision.After repeated attempts several times, he finally stuck the needle into his arm with difficulty, injected the whole tube of transparent liquid, then pulled out the needle and threw it indiscriminately, then fell to the ground and passed out completely.

-

When Ling Xiao woke up, he still had a sore back and back pain. Thinking about what happened the night before, he was not feeling well.

Even if he was the one who rubbed over first—it was the psychological shadow left by the dangerous period, and he felt that he would not be able to sleep well without leaning on him—but what happened next?Yingfeng, who has always been able to give a rational excuse for things like sex, actually took the initiative to break the balance yesterday. Before the desire of the Qizi, Qizi's body will never resist. I am ashamed to say that I was forced.

But no matter how he thought about it, he was still not reconciled, "The last time was to pass the safe period, and the last time was to vent energy, so what is it for this time?"

"Because I want to."

"Don't you even bother to make up a reason?!"

Yingfeng had already sat up. He wasn't too lazy to make up a reason. He had already given his own reason. The first time the union was not for a certain purpose, but just because he wanted to.

But he didn't want to explain it too much, "Get up," he said with his back turned, "Aren't you going to class today?"

Yingfeng's words reminded Ling Xiao that the vacation was over and he hadn't gone to class for a long time.

"Go!" After saying that, he jumped up, not even afraid of being injured and bleeding, how could he stay in bed because of a little soreness afterward.

Ling Xiao came to the long-lost classroom, and the classmates greeted him warmly when they saw him. As usual, Ting Lei wanted to hug him to express his missing, but he went to the back row of the classroom to take a look, and retreated embarrassingly. Fear in my heart: Isn't the establishment period of ownership over?What happened to that warning look? Could it be that he was permanently blacklisted?

During this period, many couples held coming-of-age ceremonies in the class one after another, and nearly one-third of the seats were vacant. Ling Xiao noticed that even Zhuyue's seat was empty.

"Even Zhuyue has become an adult?" Could it be someone biting him casually?

Ting Lei cast a disdainful glance at his empty seat, "He, he's been here for a while, and even the teacher doesn't bother to care about him."

When the instructor came, everyone returned to their seats and sat down. Seeing that Ling Xiao and Yingfeng resumed their attendance, and both of them were in good condition, the instructor was also very happy and left them alone after class.

"Have you decided what major to apply for?"

"Yes," Yingfeng replied, "We are going to report to the Department of Joint Operations."

"Combined Operations Department?" The instructor was quite surprised, "This department is very difficult, is Ling Xiao okay?"

Ling Xiao suddenly felt overwhelmed.

"No, no, that's not what I meant," the instructor quickly explained, "I'm very confident in your actual combat ability, but this department requires a written test. Is your cultural class okay?"

"Huh?" Ling Xiao was dumbfounded. The military academy still needs to take cultural courses?

"Before I thought that Yingfeng was the only one preparing for the exam, so I didn't say anything," the instructor recalled the results of the two people over the years. In the past, this belonged to their personal privacy, but now, the privacy between the two has become more and more serious. come less and less.

Ling Xiao has always regarded himself as Yingfeng's evenly matched opponent, which is only limited to the physical field. When he saw Yingfeng's culture class scores, he was almost hit on the head.

"Your biology, astronomy and geography are not bad. Mathematics... barely, but what about the history? Yingfeng's history is full every year. Even if you can't achieve excellent, at least you have to pass?"

Ling Xiao looked at his own, and then at his. During this period of time, he had already realized that Ying Feng was a top student, but the perfect score every year is too scary, right?

"History is a compulsory subject for Yutian. If you really decide to apply for the Department of Joint Operations, you will have to make a surprise attack from now on."

The instructor checked the calendar on the terminal, "It's less than a month before Yu Tianxia's first entrance exam, you have to be released from probation, receive mental training, and have a tutoring history, I'm sure you can do it ?"

Of course Ling Xiao couldn't give up just because of mere history, he puffed up his chest, "No problem!"

"Then let me briefly introduce how to train mental power. In elementary colleges, we mainly do physical training, but in higher colleges, mental power becomes very important. I will show you the simplest training method."

He kneaded a paper ball and put it in the palm of his hand. After concentrating on gathering energy, the paper ball actually floated, hovering in the air above the palm of his hand, and Ling Xiao cried out in surprise.

"This ability is very important to us. All future skills will be catalyzed by it. It was originally learned after entering an advanced college, but it won't hurt you to practice it in advance."

"How can it be done?"

"Concentrate on thinking, gather your qi into the palm of your hand, and materialize it."

Ling Xiao had already got a ball of paper in his hands to practice, the instructor cut the back of his head, "This is secondary, the focus is on history, Yingfeng is in charge of supervision, if you don't understand anything, you should ask him for advice .”

Ling Xiao and Yingfeng walked from the classroom to the library, and returned to the dormitory with a pile of books in their hands. Ling Xiao was not idle along the way, trying to move the little paper ball until Yingfeng confiscated it.

"First read the content I drew for you before continuing to practice this," Yingfeng stipulated.

Ling Xiao thought that he had promised Yingfeng, no matter how much he hated history, he could only bite the bullet, but he couldn't help complaining a few words.

"It's so boring to read like this."

"How can I not be bored?"

"It would be great if I could go back and see for myself," he thought on a whim.

"Dream," Yingfeng assigned him a task, "If you read for an hour, you can do mental training for half an hour."

"One hour," Ling Xiao bargained.

"Four 10 minutes."

"45."

Yingfeng glared at him, Ling Xiao surrendered, "Okay, forty is forty."

Ling Xiao immersed himself in the boring history textbooks, while Ying Feng secretly held a ball of paper in his hand.

Mental power?

He tried to focus on the palm of his hand as the instructor said, but he didn't feel anything unusual, and the ball of paper didn't move at all.

The effect was not right, so Yingfeng immediately changed the method, imagining the paper ball as Ling Xiao, and using the ability to control Qizi to drive it, the paper ball in his hand immediately flew into the air and spun rapidly.

really.

Yingfeng took a copy and held the paper ball. Whether he was manipulating the Qizi or the paper ball, he used the same ability. It turned out that this was the so-called spiritual power.Fu Yao smashed the stone pillar with one punch, and the principal flew up to the rooftop in one breath. They used the same thing before, and it must be the same principle.For Yingfeng who already had experience, it was not difficult to use mental power, but he didn't know if Ling Xiao, who was a Qizi, could master it quickly.

"It's time!" Ling Xiao almost jumped up, and then devoted himself to the cause of making paper balls fly every second.Ying Feng observed silently. Four or ten minutes were about to pass, and the ball of paper was still motionless. Just when Ying Feng thought that it would be impossible for him to use his mental power for the first time, Ling Xiao suddenly exclaimed.

"Look!"

Yingfeng was startled, and sure enough, with Ling Xiao's efforts, the ball of paper had slightly left his hand and was half floating in the air.Although it is only a small distance, it is already amazing for a first-timer to achieve such a result.

If Ling Xiao has made the same progress in history, it will save a lot of trouble.

Instead of praising him, Yingfeng told him mercilessly that the time was up, and picked up a history book.

"Now test what you just read. It is said that the Tianxiu people had two ancestors. What are their names?"

"Ah, I know, there is one who looks like Xinglou, his name is..."

Yingfeng turned the next page expressionlessly, "The name of the last emperor in Tianxiu's history?"

"Uh……"

"What is the division of the first year of the new calendar?"

"This is..."

Ying Feng snapped the book, "Before the first year, it was a monarchy, and after the first year, it was a republic. Why don't you know such a simple question?"

What a fool!

Ling Xiao was unhappy, "Even if you don't know, you don't have to call me an idiot."

"What is it not to be an idiot? Even a first-year naive can answer this kind of basic question."

There was an eerie silence in the room for a few seconds.

"Wait," Yingfeng suddenly realized something, "I didn't say you were an idiot just now."

Ling Xiao also came to his senses, "But I seem to have heard..."

Yingfeng searched in his memory, and immediately grabbed a book from the bookshelf, and turned to a certain page in it. Ling Xiao also leaned over to read: ——Spiritual communication: the relationship between Qizhu and Qizi and the relationship between the two sides When the mental power of the person reaches a certain value, telepathic communication can occur.Spiritual communication has a distance limit, which is usually directly proportional to mental power, and using this ability will also consume mental power.

The focus of Ling Xiao's attention is always going astray, "What does it mean that the relationship reaches a certain value, and who has reached a certain value with you?"

Yingfeng closed his eyes, and slowly concentrated, the feeling just now gradually arose.

— Ling Xiao!

Ling Xiao jumped up, "I heard it!"

It was almost like calling in his mind.

--is that clear?

"very clear!"

——Then...

"Then what? There's nothing behind!"

Yingfeng opened his eyes again, "I don't know, it should be that my mental power has been exhausted."

"That's all?" Ling Xiao thought he could chat for at least 5 minutes.

"I just mastered it too, how much do you think I can have?"

Ling Xiao had a sudden thought, "In this case, I don't need to read the book, why don't you just tell me the answer during the exam?"

Yingfeng's eyes twitched, "You're cheating, do you know that?"

"Of course not! Have you forgotten the recruitment brochure of the Department of Joint Operations? This department first values ​​the ability of the master and the son, as well as the tacit understanding between the two parties. Isn't it the best proof to be able to communicate with each other?"

Ying Feng retorted blankly, "Who said just now that the relationship has not reached a certain value?"

Ling Xiao twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, and didn't express his opinion before, what is this kind of way of settling accounts after autumn.

On the other hand, Yingfeng fell into contemplation. Although Ling Xiao's analysis was whimsical, it was not unreasonable. As Yutian's only major that required both parties to take an entrance examination, it was impossible to only adopt the traditional examination method.

Yingfeng didn't believe that the military academy didn't know about the existence of telepathic communication, and they might use some method they didn't know about to monitor it, but this was not written into the exam instructions, which was really suspicious.

However, what surprised him even more was that he thought that Ling Xiao hadn't considered the Department of Joint Operations at all when he visited the Internet. He didn't expect him to remember the admission prospectus in such detail. Could it be that he had been tempted by this major early in the morning?

"Let's do this," Yingfeng made up his mind after thinking for a while, "I can help you, but you have to work hard yourself. The paper is [-] points, as long as you do [-] points, I can do it." Tell you another thirty points to help you pass."

Ling Xiao was excited, "Then if I get [-] points right, you can help me get [-] points?"

"Yes," Yingfeng promised him, "that's what it means."

Ling Xiao was full of fighting spirit immediately, "No problem, I will memorize the history well, but you also have to practice your mental strength well, don't go silent after saying a few words in the examination room."

"The exchange was successful."

Ling Xiao stretched out his fist high towards him. It took Yingfeng two seconds to understand the meaning of his action, and he stretched out his own too. Ling Xiao smashed down hard, and the two fists collided in the air.