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On the contrary, Shang Ye, who was being coerced, was not afraid at all, and even slid his fingers on An Zhi's face, enjoying the silky touch.

"If you don't let me go, I'll kill you!" An Zhi was about to cry, and shouted sternly, even though her voice was still so soft, it sounded like she had no momentum at all, just like being coquettish.

"This is your ability, isn't it?" Shang Ye changed the subject very naturally, and An Zhi's thinking was instantly misled.

"What ability?"

"When a person's spiritual power reaches a certain level, they will awaken supernatural powers, but this situation is very rare in Omega, because their mental power is basically at BC level, and they have never reached S level. It must be above S-level mental power to appear."

"You mean this of mine is a supernatural power?" An Zhi's eyes were shining brightly, feeling uncomfortable being oppressed by Shang Ye, she pushed him away and sat up, carefully studying the dagger in his hand: "Then I am very sharp?"

"Yeah, that's quite powerful!" Shang Ye followed An Zhi's strength and rolled onto the table, with his hands behind his head, and looked at An Zhi's little furry head with some resentment. Now that he touched it, he was sure One thing, the An Zhi in front of her is not the same person as An Zhi in her previous life.

In this life, An Zhi was pure and kind, and never used her appearance as a weapon, but it was this inadvertent naivety that made her more attractive, and made people want to get close and care for her.

Shang Ye wiped his face in frustration, thinking that this life might fall into An Zhi's hands, but if he is not the real An Zhi, then who is he?

Shangye remembered the details of the night that marked him. Before marking him, he was reborn, but An Zhi under him closed his eyes tightly, and seemed to have stopped breathing, but before he could take a closer look, he saw An Zhi took a deep breath, and after opening her eyes, her eyes changed, shock, bewilderment, fear, grievance... just the joy after she succeeded in calculating.

Yes, at that time, An Zhi became completely different.

The picture seen in the surveillance flashed back again. After waking up, An Zhi was at a loss and made people feel distressed. Her body was obviously in pain, but when she fled, she took her own evidence and threw it into the trash can. She was so stupid. And cute.

It was also from that moment that Shangye could no longer treat him with the previous hostile attitude.

It seemed that his rebirth had brought about a series of changes, but this matter was of great importance, and he had to investigate slowly before finally confirming it.

Seeing An Zhi in front of him lowering his head to observe the dagger in his hand, Shangye's gaze unconsciously fell on the gland on An Zhi's neck, where a piece of skin the size of a coin bulged out, the color was red, it should be It was a gland that hadn't fully recovered. I was too rough with him that day when I was controlled by hatred.

If this An Zhi is not the same person as the An Zhi in the previous life, then it is indeed too wronged.

Thinking of this, Shang Ye gently covered the gland with his big hand, and slowly massaged the slightly harder area with his fingertips.

An Zhi hadn't recovered from the joy of possessing supernatural powers, and concentrated on studying the dagger in his hand. The warm and soft touch from the back of his neck made him feel very comfortable, so not only did he not back up, but instead It was rubbing against Shang Ye's palm, as if acting like a baby.

This unconscious action of An Zhi pleased Shangye, he watched his broad palm land on An Zhi's slender neck, that neck was beautiful and fragile, as if it would break if touched.

An Zhi didn't notice Shangye's psychological changes at all, and felt quite comfortable. He held the dagger in front of Shangye like a treasure: "Look at what material this is made of? Could it be some peerless god? soldier?"

Shang Ye hid the ridicule in his heart, took An Zhi's dagger and looked at it carefully.

The material is average, that is, ordinary black stainless steel, and the blade is not very sharp, otherwise it would not only leave him with a small wound. The handle of the knife is carved into patterns of crosses and roses. Not really, just an ordinary fruit knife.

"It's impossible for a peerless divine weapon..."

An Zhi's face full of anticipation collapsed, and Shangye coughed lightly, and changed his words: "But it's... unique?"

"Humph!"

An Zhi snatched back the dagger, saw the wound on Shangye's neck at this time, and immediately panicked: "You...are you okay?"

"It hurts, there's a lot of blood!" Shangye lowered his eyes weakly. Now that An Zhi is too repulsive to him, showing his weakness should be able to ease the relationship between the two.

An Zhi was really fooled, and she felt guilty: "I'm sorry, I was too flustered just now, and I didn't really want to kill you."

"I know, I don't blame you!" Shangye covered his neck and stood up, shaking weakly during the period, An Zhi hurriedly supported his waist.

"Where is the medicine box? Let me deal with it for you."

"Okay, thank you, you don't have to feel guilty, I was wrong just now, I didn't control myself, did I scare you?"

Shang Ye looked down at An Zhi's hair, the little guy's nose turned red after hearing his words.

"It's okay, I hurt you too, just please don't treat me like that again in the future, okay?"

An Zhi raised her head, and felt that Shang Ye was not as he imagined, a big devil who did all kinds of evil, and was quite gentle.

Shang Ye found out the medicine box at home and handed it to An Zhi: "I will try my best to control myself."

After listening to Shangye's words, An Zhi finally felt relieved, and took out an alcohol cotton pad to disinfect Shangye's neck.

"Does it hurt?" An Zhi raised her eyes guiltily, and saw Shangye's focused gaze fixed on her face, then hurriedly lowered her head to look at Shangye's wound.

"It doesn't hurt, your technique is very good and gentle."

Shang Ye couldn't keep his eyes off An Zhi's face. In his last life, he saw and hated this face for the rest of his life, but when he looked at it again today, he found that this face was fatally attractive to him. Good creamy jade is average, delicate, smooth, white, without any blemishes, far from his wheat-colored skin.

After hearing Shang Ye's praise, An Zhi pursed her lips in embarrassment and smiled.

This was the first time since he was reborn that he was so relaxed facing Shang Ye, and the atmosphere was a bit charming for a while, but at this moment, a piercing doorbell rang, and at the same time the AI ​​butler popped out of his brain: "Master, there is Guests are visiting."

Shang Ye stood up suspiciously, and walked to the monitor: "Strange, who would come here?"