[Future] Abilities World

In the Han Mansion, the Han family's fortress-like jungle castle, three trials are being staged.

Han Yufei listened for a long time, his posture changed from standing at attention to sitting up, then he bent down, stroked his forehead, summed up his brother-in-law and father's speech, and shook his head helplessly: "You said, I was hypnotized by Qingqing, that's why I fell in love with him .And he is dangerous, let me stay away from him?"

Han Yufei rolled his eyes in his heart: You are really old, don't be so naive, okay, is his feeling for Qingqing so simple?Also hypnotized!

"Stinky boy, what kind of virtue are you! If you can't sit still, I'll let you kneel on the peg board!" Dad Han was so angry at Han Yufei's body language, he slapped the table and shouted.

Han Yufei ignored his father, and glanced at the people around Han Yue. The uncle with gold-rimmed glasses and the appearance of a gentle beast, Han Yufei stretched out his hand and made a questioning gesture: "Then, this is the one you invited to check me up." people?"

Seeing Han Yufei being so calm, the three adults looked at each other.

Han Yue frowned slightly: "Where's your IQ? With so many doubts, you don't even have doubts?"

Han Yufei shook his fingers embarrassingly: "No, I'm just seeking truth from facts. Doubts represent a possibility, but don't blame anyone until the evidence is not sufficient. Since you have brought someone here, let's check it first and let the results prove right wrong."

Han Yufei is obviously not afraid of boiling water, and he pretends to let the facts speak for themselves, so you can wait to feel ashamed for your baseless guesses.

The three of them were not polite to Han Yufei. Li Huan, who had been prepared for a long time, took out his professional detection tools, and a dozen metal iron plates were pasted on Han Yufei's forehead one by one. The long crystal line was connected to the light in Li Huan's hand. brain.

After the optical brain "di" and "di" were connected, a series of complex multiple curves on the display kept changing, making some special sounds from time to time, and Li Huan frowned.

Both Han Yue and Dad Han couldn't understand the instrument display, and as time passed, Li Huan's complexion suddenly improved.

Han Yue: "How is it?"

Li Huan shook his head: "It's true that you made a fuss. Your little nephew's mental power is completely normal, and there is no sign of being affected by the control."

Han Yufei cheered and jumped up, all the metal pieces were thrown off by him, and he said proudly: "I asked you to make wild guesses, now you know you are wrong. Fortunately, it is the police chief, it is too negligent to listen to one side and trust one another. "This sentence immediately offended two people.

Father Han glared at Han Yufei, frowned and said, "Could it be that it's been a long time and I can't check it out?"

Li Huan said disdainfully: "How long can such a few days be called? Even if more than a month has passed, as long as that person is really controlled by the influence of a different kind of spiritual power, I can find traces."

Han Yue thought for a while, took out his optical brain, and retrieved the inspection video of the day Song Qingchen came to class.

Han Yue: "Look at this, this kind of thing has always been strictly forbidden to spread, but the Linghui is gone, and the Education Bureau can't control it for a while."

The holographic projection is broadcast, perfectly projecting the scene of the day at a full angle of 360 degrees.

Li Huan was puzzled at first, and couldn't help but indulge in it. If Han Yufei hadn't stopped him, his eyes would have been buried in Song Qingchen's face.

Han Yufei was originally disdainful of Han Yue's 'dying struggle', but when he saw Song Qingchen appearing in the projection, he couldn't help but want to glance up.

During the projection, Song Qingchen looked back with a queenly smile, Han Yufei was addicted to it and couldn't help but smile back, Li Huan suddenly slapped his thigh and shouted loudly, "There is a problem!"

"There is no doubt about it. There must be something wrong with Song Qingchen. Your mental state was indeed affected at the time. This influence made it easier for you to believe Song Qingchen's words, and your attitude was inclined to Song Qingchen. Simply put, it was like an instant improvement. But this kind of influence is not strong, just like Han Yue, who quickly got rid of you, and other students in your class. As for Han Yufei, he is different from you, he seems to be in a short period of time He was given two abilities by Song Qingchen. This kind of superimposed force made his brain take the goodwill brought by that influence seriously, and it will continue to deepen in the future when he gets along with Song Qingchen. Now, His state is no longer entirely caused by influence hints, but...first love~" Li Huan couldn't help but become interested in Song Qingchen, this silent influence was too heaven-defying.

Han Yufei had been staring coldly at him, despising Li Huan calmly and noblely, but when Li Huan said the last sentence, he suddenly melted into ice and snow, and his eggplant face that was so red and purple instantly appeared: "You, you, you said What? Yes, did you say that? What, what first love, it's too obscene."

Seeing Han Yufei's shy face, the three adults almost lost.Such a long paragraph revealed so many doubts, Han Yufei actually noticed the last two words?

The most important thing is, the word "first love", you're an eggplant!

"Ouch." Li Huan, who said something wrong, was knocked hard by Han Yue angrily. Seeing Han Yue and his five-year-old brother glaring at him, Li Huan did not dare to speak nonsense, and continued: "Cough, anyway , Song Qingchen is very careful, his ability is very special, and has not left any traces in your consciousness, and without traces means that there is no way to crack it, and I can do nothing about it, you can just treat Han Yufei as having a relationship. "Li Huan spread his hands.

Han Yufei's eggplant face was about to be steamed: "What, what kind of love... don't talk nonsense."

If Han Yue hadn't grabbed hold of him, he would have stomped and ran away shyly.

Seeing Han Yufei's virtuous behavior, Father Han was completely blown away. He immediately turned on the case and stared at him: "This ability to affect the mind is a violation of the law and discipline! I will arrest him immediately!"

Dad Han pointed at Han Yufei angrily: "Han Yufei, don't think about those messy things anymore, stay away from criminals like Song Qingchen! Otherwise, I will break your dog legs!"

Li Huan disagrees: "You can't find evidence. This video can't prove anything. At most, some people will say that Song Qingchen has a cute smile and looks cute, so he changed the attitude of those who are against him. And, even if It proves that Song Qingchen has indeed done something, this level of influence, coupled with the consequences of his influence, can only be detained for a few days for reform, and there is no serious crime."

"That's right, Dad, as the chief of the police station, you must lead by example, and don't forget your subordinates who were on the annual shame list." Thinking of Song Qingchen's experience in the police station, Han Yufei was also dissatisfied, "Qingqing is such a weak person." , why do you keep staring at him? Tortures and inspections, but in the end nothing can be done, and you simply frame up the rumors, is it interesting? If it weren't for Qingqing this time, how many of the more than 100 people in the Linghui would have escaped? It can be seen that maybe even I was folded in it, you are not happy that your son and nephew were rescued, and you kept staring at his savior, did I pick it up?"

Papa Han roared angrily, and was about to beat Han Yufei up, Han Yufei jumped up and ran when he saw something was wrong, and the two of them chased and escaped.

Han Yue took a look at Li Huan, and Li Huan shrugged helplessly: "I don't know where this monster came from, but you met it. If I have time, I really want to ask for advice.

Your little nephew is indeed still affected. Song Qingchen's repeated hypnosis made Han Yufei unknowingly ignore the abnormalities and suspicious points when he was hypnotized, so he didn't pay attention to the problems that we can all see. Even if we said it, he would subconsciously ignore it.

The strangest thing is that Song Qingchen's ability is still affecting Han Yufei, but there is no trace of the alien spiritual power.It can only be said that what Song Qingchen uses to influence others is precisely the spiritual power of others. Well, maybe Song Qingchen can fake her own spiritual power?It's incredible. " Li Huan said so much that he couldn't help shaking his head.

Han Yue: "Those are not important, can you convince Han Yufei that he was hypnotized by Song Qingchen, and let him consciously stay away from Song Qingchen."

Li Huan scratched his head: "It's difficult, your little nephew is so stubborn, why would he listen to my advice?"

Han Yue sneered: "I'm not asking you to persuade me. Since he refuses to believe it, I'll hypnotize him again. There is no room for him not to believe it."

Li Huan paused and looked at Han Yue: "Dude, you are cheating on me. You also know that the Supernatural Association is very strict with people like us..."

Han Yue: "This is our own request. Even if something goes wrong, no one can blame you."

Li Huan pondered for a moment, then suddenly teased and said, "Ah, buddy, you are really like a queen mother who beats mandarin ducks."

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The old man of the Song family is more than 100 years old this year, he is in middle age, and he is quite energetic, especially the honored guest who came to Penglai College today, his face has not many wrinkles, and he can't help laughing like an old chrysanthemum.

In the living room, An Shuyu and Zhao Yuanmu were sitting at the main seats. Mr. Song kept flattering them, and from time to time he praised and promoted the youngest and second youngest of the Song family who were sitting in the lower seats.

The two young masters of the Song family bowed their heads in silence. They originally went to school on Saturn and Jupiter, and they came back recently to attend the funeral of the fourth sister, but they did not expect to be dragged here.Both of them had noticed the impatience of the two distinguished guests on the main seat, but their grandfather was so excited that he forgot to look at their faces for a moment.

The servant sent by Mrs. Song to look for Song Michen came in in a panic. Mrs. Song was furious when he didn't see his beloved grandson, "Wu Er! I asked you to find someone, but I couldn't find anyone." What are you doing back here!?"

The servant looked confused and was about to speak when the person in the hall announced that Song Qingchen had arrived.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly changed, Old Master Song's expression froze slightly. Although he spoke well, it was still difficult for him to smile at this green hat grandson who brought infinite shame to the Song family.

The two young masters of the Song family also had a bad face. The two grew up in the love of their parents, and their families were separated suddenly. They really couldn't face Song Qingchen, the younger brother who could be said to be the culprit.

The only ones who were really happy about Song Qingchen's arrival were the two honored guests on the main seat.

No matter what everyone felt in their hearts, Song Qingchen had already arrived at the hall.

The moment Song Qingchen came in, he seemed to be surrounded by sunlight. He smiled at the people in the hall, and they seemed to hear the sound of flowers blooming in a moment.

Seeing Song Qingchen, An Shuyu was very excited, but Zhao Yuanmu's face suddenly changed, and he got up abruptly, a surge of spiritual force immediately oppressed Song Qingchen.

Song Qingchen's face remained unchanged, and he condensed the centralized and controlling mental power into a barrier. Although Zhao Yuanmu's mental power was as mighty as a river, he was instantly shunted under Song Qingchen's erected barrier, and Song Qingchen couldn't bear it at all.

Zhao Yuanmu raised his eyebrows, and the mental power released instantly multiplied several times!

Stormy waves!

The spacious living room was filled with the sound of howling winds, and all kinds of luxurious and luxurious furnishings seemed to be spinning around the living room in a drum washing machine.

Song Qingchen was caught off guard and was pushed back three steps.

Under Zhao Yuanmu's huge spiritual power flow, this living room instantly became a small wooden barrel floating in the ocean, which would be crushed by the raging storm at any time, and it was in danger.There were cracks in the walls, cracked stones fell from the tall pillars from time to time, and there was an overwhelmed crunching and squeezing sound from the floor, which was like fine white jade.

Just as Song Qingchen grabbed the doorknob to stabilize her figure, the entire door was instantly torn apart by the strong wind and smashed towards Song Qingchen!

boom--!

A shadow enveloped Song Qingchen, and the three-meter iron-gold gate smashed down.

Everyone in the living room was so oppressed that they couldn't breathe. Everyone in the Song family had a bad complexion, especially the old man of the Song family, whose face was black and blue. If An Shuyu hadn't intervened in time, most of them would have already followed the table lamp and the carpet. Fly together, spin and roll in the air.

If it weren't for being speechless, the old man of the Song family would have yelled at Song Qingchen. He thought Song Qingchen was promising, but now it seems that he has caused trouble!Damn.

Song Qingchen was crushed under the iron and gold gate, Zhao Yuanmu was in a state of moodiness, and the master and servant of the Song family were silent.

An Shuyu didn't expect that Zhao Yuanmu would play hard. He thought that his uncle wanted to try Song Qingchen, so he couldn't believe it: "Uncle, what are you doing!?"

Zhao Yuanmu frowned and was about to speak when suddenly there was another loud noise, pressing on Song Qingchen's door and rolling all the way towards Zhao Yuanmu.

Song Qingchen stood up, and the blue light of the mental power barrier around him flickered slightly, obviously solidified.

Song Qingchen squeezed her bruised and dislocated arm with a gloomy look, and pushed it back. She just broke through level 8, and she is not familiar with all kinds of abilities, otherwise Song Qingchen would not have been injured.

Song Qingchen glanced indifferently at the people opposite, Zhao Yuanmu with a cold face, An Shuyu who was happy, the old man of the Song family with a bitter face, the eldest son of the Song family with an expressionless face, and the second son of the Song family with a stiff smile.

Song Qingchen ignored the others, and only looked at Zhao Yuanmu. This old guy didn't know what his origin was, but the mental power he released was more than ten times that of Song Qingchen, and he played tricks with ease, which was really not good. deal with.

Song Qingchen sneered.

Being difficult to deal with doesn't mean you can't deal with it, as long as you are careless, Song Qingchen can still kill him!

Zhao Yuanmu's mental power was surging, and he easily pushed open the ferocious door, and flew out obliquely all the way. Except for bumping into a few wall pillars, no one was hurt. Of course, these wall pillars It was inevitable that the old man of the Song family frowned.

Seeing that Song Qingchen was fine, Zhao Yuanmu snorted, his expression still grim, as if Song Qingchen owed him millions of credit points, and said in a rough voice, "Boy, what's your relationship with Ye Niansi?"

Spiritual illusion, transforming reality into reality, congealing objects with thoughts, revealing them!

A four-foot-long sword appeared in Song Qingchen's hands. His body was made of ice bones, and Qiushui was concentrating on it. There was a calm coolness in his hand.

This is Song Qingchen's first attempt at a level 8 simulant, but he has experience in manipulating a level 8 simulant warrior, and the condensation went very smoothly. The sword condensed by Song Qingchen seems to be a part of his body.This made Song Qingchen able to understand the feelings of Mu Fei and others who had been snatched by him as a Mimic Warrior. It was as absurd as if one's own arm was pressed on someone else's body, and it was so absurd to slap himself in turn.

Song Qingchen held the sword in his hand, and suddenly he was full of pride. Suddenly, the name "Ye Niansi" came to his ears, and his hand paused, and the sword almost fell to the ground.

Song Qingchen didn't react when he heard it at first, but after thinking about it carefully, the corners of Song Qingchen's mouth twitched. To others, this name is not strange, but if you ask him, it is very strange!

Ye Niansi...

Song Qingchen didn't remember what happened in his previous life as Ye Si's life with the tough woman who could give birth to his posthumous child thousands of years later.

Sure enough, think too much ==b

Song Qingchen said indifferently: "It doesn't matter. I don't know each other."

Zhao Yuanmu didn't believe it: "Impossible! You look so similar to him, if he wasn't only 14 years old, I would have thought you were his son!"

An Shuyu suddenly realized that his uncle has always been rational, but he became abnormal when he encountered something related to Ye Niansi from the Ye family. It is said that he suffered a great loss from Ye Niansi. An Shuyu said helplessly: " Uncle, please stop making trouble, Song Qingchen is also 14 years old, even if they have something to do with each other, what do you think? It is wrong to vent your anger, you should apologize to Song Qingchen for your actions just now, you are his uncle's generation Yes, you can't be disrespectful to the old."

Zhao Yuanmu's face turned blue when he was told by the junior, but he quickly recovered his mentality, and said with a smile: "Shuyu, you are overthinking, I was just trying to test his ability, and the ability to test the students of the school is also a big part of being a master. Responsibility, don't worry I won't become his senior uncle's generation. It's better for you brothers and sisters to love each other."

Now it was An Shuyu's turn to look bad.

Song Qingchen was silent, ignored these inexplicable people, put away his sword and walked out the door.

Zhao Yuanmu was arguing with An Shuyu, and didn't notice Song Qingchen for a while, but the Song family's attention was always on Song Qingchen. Seeing Song Qingchen leave, the old man of the Song family said with a livid face: " Song Qingchen, why are you so impolite! The guest is still talking to you, where are you going?"

After walking out the door, Song Qingchen stopped.

The old lady Song calmed down, and was about to give some more lectures when she suddenly saw Song Qingchen's long sword strike the ground, and there was a crackling sound in the Kerala. Everyone in the living room looked around in amazement. There were countless long swords on the roof that were exactly the same as those in Song Qingchen's hand , instantly appeared at each bracket of the building, and many long swords twisted.

Squeak-!

With a tooth-piercing sound of falling, the building that had been destroyed by Zhao Yuanmu for a long time collapsed!

"Song Qingchen!"

The collapsed building raised several meters of dust, and Song Qingchen was gone.

Everyone in the living room escaped from the collapsed building in disgrace, and Song Qingchen had long since disappeared. The face of the old man of the Song family could no longer be described in words. I haven't seen each other for a few months, and the most useless third brother in their family seems to be a different person. Even his ability has become so incredible. If Zhao Yuanmu and An Shuyu didn't protect each other, they wouldn't even be able to escape Song Qingchen. one strike.

This change made both young people a little bit disappointed.

The blue light covering everyone disappeared, Zhao Yuanmu let go of the protection for everyone, and was immediately choked with two mouthfuls of dust: "Ahem, why is this kid so bad-tempered."

An Shuyu was a little angry: "It's not because of you, uncle."

Zhao Yuanmu shook his head: "Then he was too ruthless, isn't this his home?"

An Shuyu also felt that Song Qingchen had gone a little too far, but after taking a look at the Song family members who looked very bad around him, he immediately explained to Mrs. Song defensively: "Sorry, this happened because of my uncle, and we will compensate you." The loss of your house. Song Qingchen must have seen my uncle here, and knew that doing so would not hurt you. Please don't blame him, children of this age are a little short-tempered. If it is convenient, can you arrange for us to meet again as soon as possible? Today's meeting was messed up by my uncle, I want to have a good talk with him about enrolling next time."

Because of An Shuyu's attitude, old man Song's complexion improved a lot, but An Shuyu's last request made old man Song embarrassed again.

An Shuyu saw that Mrs. Song seemed reluctant, her face remained unchanged, but her tone became low, and she said with a smile, "Mr. Song, is it convenient?"

Mrs. Song choked on An Shuyu's change, sighed and said, "It's not inconvenient. It's just that the child and we have a little misunderstanding."

Zhao Yuanmu's dark blue eyes flickered slightly, and he said, "Wait, Song Qingchen hasn't gone far, she's still at the Song family."

An Shuyu and Mrs. Song had a meal at the same time, An Shuyu's face was livid: "Master, how can you wantonly use your mental power in someone else's house, just now, it's too rude."

The old man Song forced a smile with a blue face: "No, don't worry too much about it, it's nothing, and there's nothing to see or hide in the house, heck, let's find Qingchen first and then talk about it."

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"Third young master, please come inside, the master is waiting for you."

Song Qingchen walked through the flower-crossing corridor, followed the servant who led the way to Song Yan's bedroom.

Before entering the door, Song Qingchen heard a heart-piercing cough, with a life-consuming hoarseness.

Song Qingchen is a little strange. In this future society, as long as you have money, it is easy to replace human organs. What disease can make Song Yan suffer from this.

"You're here. To be honest, I really don't want to see you. Cough cough." Song Yan, who was ill in bed, had a young and handsome face that was almost out of shape. As soon as he saw Song Qingchen, his tone was full of embarrassment. There was an irrepressible anger.

Song Qingchen could understand it, and didn't care. He pulled a bench and sat down, not far or near to Patriarch Song: "Both each other, tell me, why did you ask me to come?"

"Your mother's name is Ye Shuchen. I only found out recently that she is the daughter of the Ye family, that Ye family! Cough cough." Song Yan became agitated, unable to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Ye family...

This word flickered in Song Qingchen's mind, and was instantly thrown to the back of his mind. At that time, he was not the only one surnamed Ye, and there was nothing to care about. His relatives had long since died.

Song Qingchen looked at the excited Song Yan, and said calmly: "The Ye family, so what?"

Song Yan's trembling hands fell back on the quilt: "Yes, so what, when I met your mother, she was just a stowaway without identity, and despite my father's opposition, I married her. Whether she is the Ye family People with no status, so what. So what? Haha."

Song Qingchen listened quietly, Song Yan's voice was hoarse, "I thought I gave her a home, gave her a stable life, and gave her everything she didn't have! But this is in her eyes. It's all a joke. She is the eldest lady of the Ye family, she doesn't care for everything I give, she has been teasing me all the time! Even... cough, cough, cough!" Song Yan coughed endlessly this time, holding his hand The hands of the mouth kept overflowing with blood, the blood was rich and crimson.