Traveling through the apocalypse to raise a beauty

Later, there will be a competition with Lingjie and his friends. It's not that Gu Yuan doesn't know Lingjie's strength, but Lingjie himself is not from Haicheng. Gu Yuan and his friends are actually just cooperating with Lingjie. Although Gu Yuan knows a lot of simple basics, he doesn't know the specific strength of the opponent. Wen Sheng and his friends have had private discussions with Lingjie and his friends.

But after Gu Yuan returned to the capital, he never met Ling Jie and Mu Yao again.

Qiu Bieyi did not play in the next game as the boy was not in good condition. In the next round, Zhenqing drew the Shen family. Since the children of the main family were only five years old, it was always the side branches that came to participate. The Shen family was the same as in previous years, and the children who came out always had golden abilities.

Zhenqing knew the child, whose name was Shen Qi. He had golden healing abilities and was also good in physical skills. The boy had always stayed in the family and was raised by eldest brother Shen Qingzhu as his heir.

Shen Qi is a gentle person who speaks softly but acts decisively and efficiently.

The match with the Shen family was in the evening. The first match in the morning was between the Prince Group and the Canming School, the second was between the Fenming School and the Zhou Family, and the third was between the Zichen School and the Ye Family.

In the second game, the Fanming school naturally won.

When it came to the third game, everyone sat together. Mu Yao took out a handful of melon seeds and handed them to everyone. They sat in a row and ate the fruits.

Zhenqing and the others sat in the audience, watching Lingjie's competition while listening to Wensheng and Muyao digging up Lingjie's dark history. They almost stripped him of his underwear.

Qiu Bieyi was leaning quietly against Zhen Qing with his eyes closed, when a spiritual entity secretly poked his back.

This mental force had extremely strong penetrating power, and gave people a gloomy and cold feeling. The young man didn't even want to look at it, because he knew who it belonged to.

In fact, there are differences in mental power. For example, Lingjie's mental power seems gentle but carries a sense of suffocation. Another example is Wen Sheng's mental power, which has strong penetrating power and carries a gloomy and cold feeling. As for Qiu Bieyi himself, because he also has the healing system, his mental power is gentle and warm from beginning to end, with a great sense of inclusion.

Psychic entities are possessed by spiritual attributes. This kind of entity has no fixed form. They change according to the owner's thoughts. As long as you want, they can become any appearance.

Qiu Bieyi raised his eyelids and looked at Wen Sheng, signaling him to fart quickly.

"I found that my strength did not increase after reaching level 4. Instead, my spiritual entities seemed to be more active, and I even couldn't control them. Is that the case with you?"

The boy looked at the small row of words created by his mental power floating in the air in front of him. The words were crooked, and there were even emoticons and hints of seduction and shyness at the end of the strokes. The boy's mind went blank for a moment.

After he woke up from fainting, he was in a drowsy and weak state and had no time to care about the light spots in his sea of ​​consciousness that were extremely active and wanted to run away.

He closed his eyes and tried to release some spiritual entities. After these entities came out, they rushed straight to Zhenqing. If he hadn't controlled them forcibly, they would have flown to Zhenqing's face and rubbed against him.

The young man stared carefully at the group of entities that transformed themselves into various flowers and swayed in front of Zhenqing, like peacocks with their tails spread out, posing and flirting. He could even tell that the group of entities were actually shy and blushing.

Qiu Bieyi: “.............” From a certain perspective, spiritual entities can reflect the truest existence of their owner.

Wen Sheng was almost going crazy trying to hold back his laughter. He could clearly see the changes on Qiu Bieyi's face, from impatience at first, to disbelief, to I can't be that coquettish, and finally to speechless and hopeless.

"It seems you are the same."

Wen Sheng silently changed the words in front of Qiu Bieyi.

Qiu Bieyi: “.............” He truly felt the meaning of sympathy in Wen Sheng’s spiritual entity.

"Did yours also go to Gu Yuan?"

The boy raised his eyes and looked over.

I saw that there was a dark entity on the head of Gu Yuan, who was sitting next to Zhen Qing, and it was lying quietly in the boy's hair.

Wen Sheng was talking to Mu Yao, but he was also distracted by Qiu Bieyi: "It turned into a black little fat chick lying there, and it can't be called back."

It seemed that Wen Sheng's words gave Qiu Bieyi's entity a good suggestion. The entities dangling in front of Zhenqing gave Wen Sheng a thumbs up, and then turned into a golden little chubby bird and lay on top of Zhenqing's head, shivering comfortably and combing its feathers.

The two spiritual entities, the little fat birds, looked at each other, and even flew up to rub against each other in a friendly manner, and then went back to their own homes and lay down comfortably to take a nap.

Qiu Bieyi: “.............”

Wen Sheng: “.............”

There are so many bad things that I don’t know what to say.

Qiu Bieyi tried for a long time and found that he really couldn't call it back, so he had to release a little spiritual entity to talk to Wen Sheng.

'Have you checked? Why does this happen?'

Wen Sheng: "The book doesn't mention this kind of situation. Ask the teacher after you enroll."

Qiu Bieyi lowered his head and thought for a while: "Why didn't the spiritual solution have this situation?"

Wen Sheng smiled and said, "Not necessarily. You can try waiting for him to come down."

As soon as we said this, Lingjie and the others finished.

The young man stood alone on the stage. Although he did not vomit blood, he did not look much better than Qiu Bieyi and Wen Sheng. He rejected all his teammates who subconsciously came to help him.

Everyone rushed to the stage.

"Are you okay?" Wen Sheng looked at the young man's pale face. It was a pity that he didn't vomit blood, otherwise he could have seen him take the Qingxin Pill once.

“No problem…” The young man looked in astonishment as a small part of his spiritual entity flew in front of Wei Yang.

Spiritual solution: “???”

Qiu Bieyi smiled and buried his face in Zhenqing's shoulder. Zhenqing thought he was being coquettish and raised his hand to touch the boy's head.

Wen Sheng stood behind Gu Yuan and tried to hold back his laughter.

"Why are you looking at me?" Wei Yang tilted his head.

"No, I just... just... cough cough cough cough." The boy put his hand to the corner of his mouth and tried to explain, then waved his other hand in panic.

Wei Yang didn’t understand what this person wanted to say, but seeing that the person was bent over due to coughing, and the people around him wanted to help but were too timid to step forward, he didn’t think much and just reached out to help the person.

A member of the Zichen School team was a little surprised. Just as he was about to say something, he was stopped by the only girl in the team.

Ling Jie was stunned by this. He raised his eyes and looked at Wei Yang, his ears turning red instantly.

Ling Jie had just coughed with some effort. From Wei Yang's angle, the boy seemed a few centimeters shorter than him.

The wolf-tail hair with a blue and white gradient fell on the shoulders, the face was pale and bloodless, looking fragile and weak, the eyes that had become watery due to coughing looked at him in surprise, with a hint of shyness in them, the corners of those beautiful eyes were red at this moment, and a thin layer of mist filled the eye sockets.

A thought suddenly popped up in the boy's mind: It would look better if he cried.