At 12 o'clock at night, the Bai Group had already cleared out the area.
The entire building was reserved for the students of the Yasong Assembly to conduct trials.
From the moment Yanjiu entered this building, he felt bored and panicked.
Just as he was thinking of a divination, he was interrupted by Bai Xingyuan coming out of the elevator.
Bai Xingyuan's eyes lit up when he saw Yanjiu, and he stretched out his newly made nails to pinch Yanjiu's face.
Yanjiu was pinched so hard that he couldn't speak clearly, but he still didn't forget to push out Qing'an beside him:
"Ms. Bai, this, this is my team leader. He has just turned 20 years old. He has baby fat and a baby face..."
Bai Xingyuan didn't have to be Yanjiu's trouble. In a blink of an eye, she went to rub Qing'an's hair because Qing'an looked better.
At this moment, Yanjiu started to look around.
First, he saw Shang Jing holding his chin with one hand at the railing on the seventh floor, looking down boredly.
Unexpectedly, their eyes met. Yan Jiu was about to say hello, but Shang Jing turned away.
Yanjiu: "..." Trouble.
Looking further down, we see Liu Jincheng and Bai Xingjian on the fifth floor. Liu Jincheng is transforming Bai Xingjian into a rose with a spring breeze on his face.
The conjured rose was inserted into Bai Xingjian's breast pocket without any bias.
This is simply an insult to the serious and serious Bai Xingjian.
After that is the third floor, which is full of ghosts and ghosts and should be the main venue for this trial.
But the second floor, huh? What's inside? Fierce ghost? It doesn't seem like much.
Gloomy, sticky, dead, chilling...
Yanjiu couldn't help but frown, and turned to ask Bai Xingyuan:
"Ms. Bai, are the trial ghosts placed on the second floor?"
As soon as Yanjiu finished speaking, the surrounding people laughed, and then his fellow students began to whisper:
"What's the second floor? There's obviously nothing on the second floor. It's true that Yanjiu's spiritual power is low."
"Yes, he can't even see the third floor which is so obvious."
"Whoever says otherwise is so weak. I really don't know who gave him the courage to attend the Yasong rally."
After everyone had finished talking, Luan Qiu said in a neutral voice:
"Okay, everyone stop talking."
As he said that, Luan Qiu glanced at Yanjiu lightly, the arrogance in his eyes was self-evident:
"The ghost is on the third floor, not the second floor."
Yanjiu smiled awkwardly, looking like he had learned a lesson: "Oh, it's just my blindness."
But at this time, Qing'an beside him grabbed the hem of Yanjiu's clothes. He also looked at the second floor with deep fear in his eyes.
As if thinking of something, Yanjiu patted Qing'an on the shoulder and asked in a low voice:
"What do you see?"
Qing'an's throat tightened: "I, I saw a general in armor, covered in blood and killing..."
Seeing this, Yanjiu comforted Qing'an: "It's okay, there are so many people here."
Qing'an was frightened and confused: "Yanjiu, do you believe what I said?"
Yanjiu smiled: "I believe it, because your name is Qing'an."
Taking advantage of the pure Qi to control Yin and Yang, Qing'an's name is taken from Jiuge Da Si Ming.
In the distant Chu culture, Da Siming was a god who was responsible for life and death.
Qing'an definitely can't control life and death, but there is no problem in connecting yin and yang.
Qing'an was born with a pair of eyes that are more clear than other warlocks and can see more things.
There are gods and ghosts in this world, and warlocks cannot see them all.
When encountering people with profound spiritual skills, ordinary warlocks cannot see through their nature.
Therefore, no one else could see anything on the second floor just now.
As for Yanjiu, Yanjiu saw more than others. That was because he focused on cultivating his mind and his perception was more sensitive.
However, Qing'an's eyes can still see the specific things. After all, there are specialties in the art.
Yanjiu is good at divination, talismans, and formations, while Shen Shian is good at fighting and killing.
Gu Qizhou's existence is like a divine needle in the sea, circulating among the major families, maintaining the relationship between Zhao Yao and Yan Yang...
As for Qing'an, Zhao Yao has really been lacking such a person in these years.
For this reason, Yanjiu has always regarded Qing'an as an inner disciple, not Luan Qiu.
The entire building was reserved for the students of the Yasong Assembly to conduct trials.
From the moment Yanjiu entered this building, he felt bored and panicked.
Just as he was thinking of a divination, he was interrupted by Bai Xingyuan coming out of the elevator.
Bai Xingyuan's eyes lit up when he saw Yanjiu, and he stretched out his newly made nails to pinch Yanjiu's face.
Yanjiu was pinched so hard that he couldn't speak clearly, but he still didn't forget to push out Qing'an beside him:
"Ms. Bai, this, this is my team leader. He has just turned 20 years old. He has baby fat and a baby face..."
Bai Xingyuan didn't have to be Yanjiu's trouble. In a blink of an eye, she went to rub Qing'an's hair because Qing'an looked better.
At this moment, Yanjiu started to look around.
First, he saw Shang Jing holding his chin with one hand at the railing on the seventh floor, looking down boredly.
Unexpectedly, their eyes met. Yan Jiu was about to say hello, but Shang Jing turned away.
Yanjiu: "..." Trouble.
Looking further down, we see Liu Jincheng and Bai Xingjian on the fifth floor. Liu Jincheng is transforming Bai Xingjian into a rose with a spring breeze on his face.
The conjured rose was inserted into Bai Xingjian's breast pocket without any bias.
This is simply an insult to the serious and serious Bai Xingjian.
After that is the third floor, which is full of ghosts and ghosts and should be the main venue for this trial.
But the second floor, huh? What's inside? Fierce ghost? It doesn't seem like much.
Gloomy, sticky, dead, chilling...
Yanjiu couldn't help but frown, and turned to ask Bai Xingyuan:
"Ms. Bai, are the trial ghosts placed on the second floor?"
As soon as Yanjiu finished speaking, the surrounding people laughed, and then his fellow students began to whisper:
"What's the second floor? There's obviously nothing on the second floor. It's true that Yanjiu's spiritual power is low."
"Yes, he can't even see the third floor which is so obvious."
"Whoever says otherwise is so weak. I really don't know who gave him the courage to attend the Yasong rally."
After everyone had finished talking, Luan Qiu said in a neutral voice:
"Okay, everyone stop talking."
As he said that, Luan Qiu glanced at Yanjiu lightly, the arrogance in his eyes was self-evident:
"The ghost is on the third floor, not the second floor."
Yanjiu smiled awkwardly, looking like he had learned a lesson: "Oh, it's just my blindness."
But at this time, Qing'an beside him grabbed the hem of Yanjiu's clothes. He also looked at the second floor with deep fear in his eyes.
As if thinking of something, Yanjiu patted Qing'an on the shoulder and asked in a low voice:
"What do you see?"
Qing'an's throat tightened: "I, I saw a general in armor, covered in blood and killing..."
Seeing this, Yanjiu comforted Qing'an: "It's okay, there are so many people here."
Qing'an was frightened and confused: "Yanjiu, do you believe what I said?"
Yanjiu smiled: "I believe it, because your name is Qing'an."
Taking advantage of the pure Qi to control Yin and Yang, Qing'an's name is taken from Jiuge Da Si Ming.
In the distant Chu culture, Da Siming was a god who was responsible for life and death.
Qing'an definitely can't control life and death, but there is no problem in connecting yin and yang.
Qing'an was born with a pair of eyes that are more clear than other warlocks and can see more things.
There are gods and ghosts in this world, and warlocks cannot see them all.
When encountering people with profound spiritual skills, ordinary warlocks cannot see through their nature.
Therefore, no one else could see anything on the second floor just now.
As for Yanjiu, Yanjiu saw more than others. That was because he focused on cultivating his mind and his perception was more sensitive.
However, Qing'an's eyes can still see the specific things. After all, there are specialties in the art.
Yanjiu is good at divination, talismans, and formations, while Shen Shian is good at fighting and killing.
Gu Qizhou's existence is like a divine needle in the sea, circulating among the major families, maintaining the relationship between Zhao Yao and Yan Yang...
As for Qing'an, Zhao Yao has really been lacking such a person in these years.
For this reason, Yanjiu has always regarded Qing'an as an inner disciple, not Luan Qiu.
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