So much so that now, the temperament of the interlaced Mingwei is a little chaotic, making it impossible to easily distinguish and judge which type Duanmu Mingwei belongs to.

In a crowd, you may not really spot her at first sight, but if you do, then you will never easily let her disappear from your sight. She seems to be very low-key, and she doesn't intend to be the most dazzling gem in the crowd, but people dare not ignore it, which belongs to her unique sense of existence.

Mingwei brushed away her windswept hair, and her footsteps stopped in front of everyone.

"Hello, I'm Duanmu Mingwei. The corners of her mouth kept rising, and Mingwei was satisfied to see that the atmosphere of the scene was frozen because of her. Although she likes to keep a low profile a lot of the time, there are times and occasions when a high profile is a must.

At this moment, here, it is very applicable.

Those present, except for those ordinary survivors, the rest are all protagonists.

Before the evening festival began, these people, consciously or unconsciously, aware of it or not, met in advance.

If you use the anime picture to describe the scene at this moment, then, those ordinary survivors will be blurred with gray and black figures at this moment, and the rest is the dozens of men and women at the scene, the youngest, like Meow, looks only ten years old, like a young child, and the big one, who looks like he is only in his thirties, has only passed the age of standing.

They stand in groups of threes and twos, staggered, intimate, distant, smiling, or indifferent. Expressions, gestures, freeze frames in the picture.

Mingwei's smile widened. In the next moment, her left hand reached forward, and then, lightly, clenched her fist. The bracelet on her wrist seemed to come to life, and countless leaves flew out of her wrist, swirling and drifting into the air, forming a rain of leaves that swirled upwards in the direction of the wind.

That moment. It seems that everyone is fascinated by this gorgeous rain of leaves.

Each person's body has an invisible aura formed by energy. Because of personal ability and might, this aura is large or small, and at this time, it can be called a beautiful apocalyptic realm. But it's when these people subconsciously start to show each other's aura.

Everyone's body. It seems that there is a burning flame, competing with each other, influencing each other, fighting each other, tirelessly.

Ming Wei tied her hands, and in the rain of constantly rotating leaves, only a few people were barely awake, the names of these people. It was also expected by Mingwei. Yechen, Wu Hui. Xiao Wenyao, Hei Ri, and Lei Qing, as for the others, they will not be on the list of Mingwei's key precautions for the time being.

"Miss Duanmu, worthy of her name. Among the five people who faced calmly, everyone's reaction was also different, Yechen and Wu Hui were relatively relaxed, Xiao Wenyao and Heiri were a little reluctant and needed to concentrate, as for Lei Qing, he borrowed the ability of his mutant beast, but there was no reaction.

It was Yechen who said this, he didn't know where the coat he had hooked just now had gone, he looked at Duanmu Mingwei outside the crowd with interest, obviously, the uniqueness of this girl had aroused his interest. In his hand, there is a rare photo of Duanmu Mingwei. It is the most precious thing for those fans who fell in love with Duanmu Mingwei after she became famous. Duanmu Mingwei's whereabouts are mysterious, no one knows where she will appear, and her fame is very sudden, which has aroused a lot of curiosity and exploration. There are those who question her, those who envy her, those who sarcastically mock her, those who envy her, those who worship her, and those who care about her, compared to some fans who become obsessed and crazy because they like male gods or goddesses, Duanmu Mingwei's fan base is relatively low-key, and Mingwei's special concealment dooms them to be the same. And a limited number of candid photos of Duanmu Mingwei in several bases have become the private treasures of these fans. Only they know what Duanmu Mingwei's true face is.

In Yechen's memory, the Duanmu Mingwei in the photo who was walking slowly in the trading area of a certain base with a sideways face gradually overlapped with the constantly flying leaves in front of him, and Duanmu Mingwei, who was smiling at him from outside the crowd.

"Mr. Night, Mr. Wu, several, we'll see you in the afternoon. Mingwei determined the information she wanted, and stopped focusing on what was in front of her. These people are all strong, and it is only for a while that they have fallen in her way, and they will eventually find a way to get out of trouble, but it is just fast or slow or difficult. It's better to go first than to stay here and feel everyone's emotional state, waiting for them to come back and lash at themselves, glaring at each other or facing each other.

"Miss Duanmu go back and rest first, when the afternoon time comes, I will send someone to inform you." Yechen nodded.

So, Mingwei left here, walking so chicly, and after she left, the rain of leaves dancing in the wind finally quieted down quickly, and with the leaves spreading all over the ground, it looked particularly autumnal.

When all the leaves fell to the ground, those who were immersed in the confrontation of aura energy, stiffened in place in various postures, and turned into chic statues, finally came back to their senses, and found that they were inexplicable, for the invisible aura and energy to attack and resist each other with the people around them, so they consumed a lot of strength, if in normal times, it was just a plot and did a stupid thing, but today, but when the life and death platform is open, no one knows what they will face, and the lack of energy will inevitably have a certain impact on the action in the afternoon。 And this effect, in many cases, can be fatal.

Duanmu Mingwei took advantage of a gorgeous leaf rain to promise many benefits at the same time. At this moment, the people present had a very deep and realistic understanding of Duanmu Mingwei's ability. They can question the legends, but it's hard to question the facts.

They looked at this girl for various reasons, with all kinds of emotions and comments, but they found that those were just their own imagination and thoughts, the real Duanmu Mingwei should be mysterious as she was just now, and she wouldn't care about all the comments that happened behind her, but if she dared to provoke her in front of her, then Duanmu Mingwei would let the other party know that it was better not to be easily hostile to the other party before she was absolutely sure that she could completely play with the other party between the metacarpal bones. (To be continued......)