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Ling Yang's eyes widened, and he looked at the crystal ball without blinking, his eyes full of confusion. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

I saw Luo Tu holding two knives, looking condensed and vigilant, sometimes using the ability of the "submariner" to completely hide his body, and sometimes suddenly appeared, brandished the knife, and slashed in the empty air, constantly changing his body and steps, and fighting heartily with his illusory opponent.

A well-dressed white-haired old man, reclining beside the piano, playing with a small and delicate harmonica, looked at Rottu with a smile, his eyes were similar to those of a monkey, and sometimes stretched out his slender ten fingers and played a few times on the keys of the piano, and Rottu jumped even more happily.

"This, this is ......" Ling Yang didn't know what was going on, and muttered puzzledly: "This guy Rotto, could it be that he has gone crazy?" ”

"Mo Yin! How could it be this old rabbit? ”

Feng Sisi didn't know when he came to his senses, his palm was still on the crystal ball, and he said weakly: "This old guy heard that he had infiltrated a university and became an inexplicable beast...... Why did you suddenly get into a fight with someone else? ”

Ling Yang said weakly: "You ask me, who do I ask......"

Feng Sisi heard Ling Yang shouting Luo Tu's name, and pointed to Luo Tu, who was still fighting, and said, "Do you know this person?" ”

Ling Yang nodded and said, "It's my friend, we just separated in the morning, and he seems to be looking for a guy named Mo Yin...... Is that him? ”

Feng Sisi thoughtfully: "That's right!" Among the abilities within the range of Changqiu, Mo Yin, the old rabbit, is definitely a powerful freak, and a well-known 'illusionist' in the circle. I see your friend's current state, I'm afraid he has been calculated by Mo Yin! ”

Ling Yang exclaimed, "Phantom Demon? You say he's an illusionist? ”

Ling Yang took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket, unfolded it and searched it carefully, before handing it to Fan Sisi, and said confidently: "You see, this is clearly marked: Mo Yin, male, age sixty-seven, is a mixed-race mind reader of the lower third order, fond of male style, sour and rotten by nature, and loves music...... Damn, no! ”

Ling Yang said coldly: "This old guy ...... Like men? ”

Feeling the temperature of Ling Yang's fingers, Feng Sisi jerked his hand back, and due to the sudden loss of the power of the ability, the crystal ball immediately returned to a gray state.

Ling Yang subconsciously rubbed back and distanced himself from Feng Sisi: "You don't have that kind of habit, right......?"

"Phew!"

Feng Sisi said angrily: "You are the rabbit, your whole family is a rabbit!" Lao Tzu is a man who can't be a man anymore, and he has never liked other women in his life, and he has never liked other women......"

"What? Do you like that vicious old lady who touches porcelain all over the world? Ling Yang's mouth was wide enough to stuff an egg: "The Ihana you are talking about, is it ......"

Feng Sisi's old face turned red, and he snorted angrily: "It has nothing to do with you, you kid had better not think crookedly...... I think you're still worried about that friend of yours, I guess it's a little later, your friend was caught by Mo Yin's old rabbit, but his ass bloomed......"

Ling Yang laughed: "It doesn't matter, haven't you seen the power of my friend, and it doesn't have to be whose ass blossoms...... By the way, isn't that Mo Yin you are talking about a lower-third-order mixed-race mind reader? How could he become such a powerful illusionist, could it be that there are so many supernatural people now that there are so many people on the street, and they can advance and mutate at will? That's too much! ”

Feng Sisi had just activated his ability, his body was relatively weak, and he felt a little cold on his body, so he dragged a quilt and wrapped it around his body: "That guy Mo Yin, when I first met him, he was really just a low-level mixed-race mind reader, and the power of his ability was very weak!" ”

Talking about Mo Yin's matter, Feng Sisi's face actually showed a look of envy: "The most rare thing in life is the word 'persistence'!" ”

Ling Yang pouted and said, "You just said that the rarest thing in life is to add a ham sausage to instant noodles......

Feng Sisi was so angry that Ling Yang blew his beard and glared: "You broke in recklessly just now, I know what you were doing, can you easily pass on the valuable experience I have summarized in my life to you?" ”

Ling Yang saw that Feng Sisi's tone was not good, so he quickly pretended to be humbly taught: "I have a habit of being cheap, it's really by nature. You have a lot of them, so don't be like me...... You go on! ”

Feng Sisi licked his lips and said, "That guy loves music and rhythm, and he has reached the point of obsession!" Those of us who have awakened their abilities, once we step into the circle of supernatural beings, we have all tasted the sweetness brought by spiritual powers, and which one of us is willing to abandon them? ”

"Mo Yin is different, this music madman, for the pursuit of music, once gave up all kinds of temptations. No matter which powerful organization solicits him, no matter how generous the reward and temptation are promised, Mo Yin has never been moved, when the two of us were young, there was an intersection, and it was at that time that I deeply knew that there was really such a kind of person who could give up everything for his ideals! ”

Ling Yang listened attentively, ripped off a chicken leg, and ate it with relish, but was snatched by Feng Sisi, opened his big mouth, and gnawed on the remaining bare bone stick in two or three strokes, and threw it to the ground: "I received an order from the old door master at that time, found Mo Yin, and invited him to join the door." At that time, the key gate was in full swing, and his strength was quite strong, but he didn't expect that there were many other forces, and they had already found Mo Yin, all of whom took a fancy to Mo Yin's ability, and tried their best to invite him to join the gang. Mo Yin was in a dilemma, and he was obsessed with the pursuit of music and rhythm, and he didn't want to step into the quagmire of supernatural rivers and lakes at all, and in front of me, he forcibly shattered his spiritual consciousness and became a complete ordinary person. ”

"What?" Ling Yang lost his voice and said: "How can he be willing to ......?"

"He's just willing to give up!" Although many years have passed, Feng Sisi's tone is still full of amazement and admiration: "When the old master heard the news, he was also remorseful, and he personally found Mo Yin, and the two talked all night, but Mo Yin never complained, smiling, as if relieved." The old master finally sighed and left, and told me to secretly maintain Mo Yin's safety and not let him be bullied by others. ”