Just when Song Qingyuan kept trying and was very close to mastering her telekinesis, there was a knock on the door outside. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Song Qingyuan was very angry in her heart, now she was only one step away from mastering her telekinesis, she didn't open the door to the people outside, but suppressed the fluctuations in her heart, and let the person continue to knock on the door, but she touched the last layer of telekinesis.

Mental power is generated by thoughts, but it is not as empty as thoughts, but intuitively shows the purpose of ideas in a forceful way.

After trying constantly, Song Qingyuan felt an indescribable feeling in her mind, and then she found that she had mastered telekinesis.

The coffee cup in front of her automatically floated, Song Qingyuan didn't feel any force feedback, the coffee cup was suspended, she didn't feel anything herself, just in her thoughts, she could feel the bottom of the coffee cup.

She has successfully mastered telekinesis!

Song Qingyuan was in a good mood, tried to let the coffee cup fall, then stood up, walked to the door and opened it.

Outside the door was a little girl, who looked to be about ten years old, seeing the other party's aggrieved appearance, Song Qingyuan didn't care, and said, "Tang Yan, why did you come back?" ”

This girl is Tang Yan, Tang Yan looked at Song Qingyuan, and said aggrievedly, "Sister, I went to find Sister Mo just now, and I came back a little late." ”

Song Qingyuan touched Tang Yan's head and said, "Come in." ”

Tang Yan walked in, didn't dare to talk to Song Qingyuan more, walked into the bedroom, and prepared to take off her shoes and go to sleep.

After coming to the exclusive work area, Tang Yan's activities are not restricted, she can move freely here, recently she and Song Qingyuan's sister Song Qingmo are often together, mainly to study homework with Song Qingmo.

Song Qingyuan allowed this, but most of the time, she still liked Tang Yan to stay with her.

This sister she picked up, in Song Qingyuan's heart, is one of her pets.

Song Qingyuan stretched her waist, saw that Tang Yan was about to go to bed, walked over and picked her up, and walked towards the bathroom without saying a word.

Tang Yan had a helpless expression, hung her hands, and simply pretended to be dead.

Being the pet of Lord Black Lotus, Tang Yan is sometimes very happy, and sometimes she feels bored.

The next morning, Song Qingyuan woke up early, pushed Tang Yan, who was still sleeping in her arms, aside, and then sat up from the bed.

Silently thinking about what she was going to do today, she put on her clothes and left the room.

The maid downstairs had already prepared breakfast, and Song Qingyuan began to enjoy today's breakfast.

Meeting the other two A-rank professionals today is a job that must be done as the deputy leader of the Pro League, and it is also an opportunity to completely control the Pro League.

Song Qingyuan and the other two A-level professionals met separately in the living room, and the first thing she saw was Wang Yue, the A-level illusion master.

Wang Yue is definitely a strong existence among A-level professionals, and once the illusion is realistic, it is the best weapon to kill.

According to the information obtained in advance, Wang Yue's illusion must be seen in order to be displayed, her illusion is a spiritual illusion, once it falls into the grasp of her illusion, she can only be at her mercy, Song Qingyuan is a little afraid of Wang Yue, so she has to observe the other party first.

After sending someone to invite Wang Yue, Song Qingyuan covered the door and then used her stealth ability.

In Song Qingyuan's own eyes, she could still see herself, she looked at a mirror placed in the room, and then saw that there was no her in the mirror.

In fact, if she doesn't look at it, Song Qingyuan can also feel whether she is invisible, as if she will feel the loss of energy when she activates other skills.

If he keeps being invisible, with the current strength of his soul power, Song Qingyuan feels that one year is the limit at most.

Of course, this stealth ability is already extremely strong, and it is not at all weak to the name of the innate skills of S-level professionals.

Soon, Song Qingyuan saw the door open, and a girl walked in, it was Wang Yue.

Wang Yue looks very small, only thirteen or fourteen years old, like an innocent junior high school girl.

Song Qingyuan watched Wang Yue walk in, and then Wang Yue walked in her direction.

Then Wang Yue sat down next to Song Qingyuan, which allowed Song Qingyuan to see her body carefully without moving.

Song Qingyuan looked at Wang Yue, Wang Yue's hair was ponytail, tied with a rubber band headband, and her clothes were ordinary casual sportswear, which were very clean and seemed to be new.

Wang Yue didn't know that someone was watching her in secret, she sat on the sofa, took out her mobile phone, and played.

Song Qingyuan silently observed her, watching her look at the photos on her phone.

The photos appear to have been taken when she was still in school, and she was in tears as she watched them.

The death of a loved one always makes people feel painful, Song Qingyuan thought of her father, but she didn't know if that man was still alive.

In the photos that Wang Yue looked, there was a person who appeared particularly frequently, that was a girl, she and Wang Yue got together, smiled at each other, and was Wang Yue's best friend.

In the later transfer, Wang Yue, who became a professional, separated from her best friend.

I haven't seen her since, and I don't know if she died under the attack of zombies.

After joining the army, Wang Yue began to become stronger, with the help of special troops, she continued to kill zombies to gain soul power, and her ability became stronger and stronger.

Wang Yue looked up a little bored and looked at the wall of the reception room.

Song Qingyuan already almost knew Wang Yue's past and character, and she was already sure.

Walking out of the reception room, Song Qingyuan lifted her invisibility and walked in.

Wang Yue was also a little surprised when she saw Song Qingyuan, she didn't expect that this king of professionals was not much older than herself.

"Hello, I'm Wang Yue," Wang Yue said a little shyly.

"I'm Song Qingyuan" Song Qingyuan smiled slightly, then stretched out her hand, Wang Yue also hurriedly stretched out her hand, the hands of the two shook gently, and then separated.

For Wang Yue, this was the first time they had met, so she seemed a little nervous.

"Commissioner Song, I, I will definitely work hard." Wang Yue said solemnly.

"Don't be so nervous" Song Qingyuan waved her hand, then sat next to Wang Yue, leaned on the back of the sofa, and smiled very easily, "We will be colleagues in the future." ”

Wang Yue's mood was infected, and she relaxed a lot, "Commissioner Song, then you have to take more care of me in the future."

"Everyone is the same" Song Qingyuan's tone was a little low, "The end begins, the sky falls, and everyone loses something important. ”

"Yes, my friend too..."Wang Yue was reminded of the past by Song Qingyuan's words.

"However, we have to be strong" Song Qingyuan looked at Wang Yue, looking at her with encouraging eyes, and her tone was even more infectious.

Wang Yue didn't reply, although she was aroused with strong feelings in her heart, how could she forget those beautiful memories.

"Those memories..."

"Those memories..."

"Don't forget, just remember, only hard work can make tragedy not happen again, understand?"

"Is it true?"

"It's true."

"I see."

"So, listen to me in the future, you know?"

"Hmm"

Song Qingyuan watched Wang Yue leave, looking at the other party's back, she knew that Wang Yue had been conquered by the wish she made, and this girl would go to the soup for her for a long time in the future and become the sword in her hand, the sword of illusion.