What Fu Qian just said was the truth. He really hasn't studied the personnel affairs of the academy much.

“Villon.”

But it seemed that he realized that Fu Qian did not need to lie in this regard. This person who came in the form of a mythology finally reported himself to his house after a little silence.

It's indeed an unfamiliar name.

"Spiritual Ash?"

"Spiritual Ash."

The names were revealed, and the other party generously admitted Fu Qian's follow-up questions.

"Demigod?"

"Demigod."

"Then you are a little awesome!"

Fu Qian pointed at Veron.

"Is the mythical form too silky?"

Mr. Logan once said that even he was the half-step divine envoy who could fight in mythical form anytime and anywhere.

But in terms of the relaxed and freehand painting level, he was still completely exaggerated by the person in front of him.

Brother Weilong gives people the feeling that it seems that two math classes in mythological form are fine.

Ha ha……

There was another low laughter from Veron.

"It turns out that he is a real demigod, and this is the first reaction."

"The mind is the basis of all existence."

After the praise, Veron explained in a plain tone, and it seemed that he was not in a hurry at all.

"If you can understand this, the negative effects of mythical form will be more affordable for you."

"Of course I know that for you apocalypse people, what you are more willing to study is how to cultivate a dragon with a drop of blood."

"more than."

Fu Qian recalled a research topic of a colleague who had accidentally seen.

"There are also people who are committed to how to turn the dragon into a girl."

“Extremely boring!”

Veron snorted coldly, showing contempt without surprise.

"If I want, it only takes a few minutes to make the dragon think he is a woman."

This guy is even more heavyweight!

The other party depicted such a perverted picture with such a righteous attitude, which made Fu Qian feel amazing.

"The same to you."

However, Veron obviously did not come to show the lower limit. The next moment he changed his tone and directly spoke a threatening sentence.

"The power of the mind is so terrifying!"

Fu Qian looked amazed.

"Then why did your tutor be beaten to death by me?"

...

Fu Qian's counterattack was undoubtedly extremely lethal. Although Villon under the mask did not say a word, he seemed to have some invisible excitement.

"Yi'an's genius is not something you guys can understand. You don't know what you have done!"

He is worthy of being the demigod of the Spirit Gray Courtyard. Just when Fu Qian thought the other party couldn't help but take action, he didn't expect that Veron used his extremely strong spiritual power to restrain his impulse.

"But I know, he was beaten to death by me."

Fu Qian didn't hesitate for even half a second.

Idealism never knows the power of seeking truth from facts.

...

"I'm here today because of Yi'an."

Fu Qian used a few words to successfully make the demigod Velon give up meaningless emotional expressions and be honest in his intentions.

"I know that it is a tacit understanding now, and Ling Hui is destined to take the blame, thereby minimizing the impact of the academy."

With the mythical form and the crying mask, Viron's tone was sharp and sharp in his tone.

"Even if you come back now, it is likely that you have already reached a tacit understanding, but it's a pity - I'm a serious person."

"I still had some doubts before coming, but the murderer was actually a demigod with hidden strength... This discovery left me with no reason to doubt it."

"I need to know the truth. I refuse to let Linghui suffer such an insult, and Yian..."

"I am very fortunate, for Professor Yian, insults may make him more excited."

Although the pressure on will is even greater, Fu Qian was still not in a hurry to open the mythical form, but instead made a serious analysis.

As for what that guy did, he thought it was a very likely.

"But how did you do this? Lanaya couldn't feel it downstairs?"

"Haha...this is the wonderful place."

As if he was asked proudly, Veron smiled lowly.

"In fact, this is why I came directly in the form of mythology. In my imagination, this conversation would only happen to your subconscious mind."

"This is the empty cause of the source."

The hand passed by in the air, and ripples seemed to stir up wherever it passed.

"With me as the center, fate is no longer inexhaustible, but has become a layered ball."

"At this moment, the connection between us and the concept of extraordinary ideas around us has been minimized. We will also respond to some cognitive interference appropriately. Lanaya, who is not yet divine, cannot find it."

Cause, the empty source?

There is nothing to say about the style of naming a group of people in this world.

Although Veron's posture was full again, Fu Qian couldn't bear to complain about his desire.

"Now, let's face our hearts and discuss it well."

Veron naturally didn't realize Fu Qian's thoughts. Seeing that he didn't say anything, the man raised his hand and patted him twice with a sneer.

The next moment, Fu Qian realized that the surrounding scenery was changing rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, it had changed from a sunny bedroom to an empty and pale room.

Even a bit familiar, Professor Yian's laboratory?

After a brief look, Fu Qian quickly realized what this place was.

"When I arrived that day, the scene I saw was unforgettable for my life."

Weilong's voice was low and his murderous aura was heavy.

"And I think revisiting the old place should help your memory be clearer."

"Honestly, you're lucky and run very fast."

No, you are very lucky.

Fu Qian said in his heart, but the unprecedented method in front of him also aroused his curiosity.

"Dream?"

"How could it be? I'm not so arrogant as to hypnotize a divine creature."

Veron snorted again.

"It's just that the boundary between the mind and reality has become blurred. It's not easy to do this, especially when facing a demigod, which is why I've talked to you for so long."

"This is not an intrusion to cognition, but a tuning of will. Now this level of synchronization is no longer something that can be separated from."

"Next, I hope you can be honest with what you have done."

“This is easy to say.”

Feeling the subtle changes in his heart, Fu Qian realized that it seemed that because of the reappearance of the scene, the will and emotions at that time actually surged.

In this case, it is still difficult to pretend perfectly if you really do something, and Fu Qian was amazed at the moment.

"Really speaking, Ling Hui should have some more direct means? For example, why is Ni Huayuan directly reproduced the death image, why is it so troublesome?"

"You are right, but Yi'an's condition was quite special when he died. That method was useless... OK, don't talk nonsense, Professor Fu, are you murdering someone because Yi'an discovered your secret and was worried about the leak?"

This story is actually quite round. Ling Hui has repeatedly broken this brain theory, right?

In his emotion, Fu Qian shook his head without any pressure.

"no."
Chapter completed!