[Tutor] The Heart of Dwelling Myself

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All the scenes in front of me seem to be mixing in a big dye vat, full of strange colors.Qian Qiu was almost stunned by such a dizzy scene, his stomach churned, but nothing came out.She was almost dazzled, and the scenes precipitated through the retina were false and real, and she couldn't tell the truth from the false, even her own body seemed to be divided into several halves.

Qian Qiu raised his weak eyes, his head was sore and swollen, his limbs were sore and weak, and he couldn't generate any strength.

"you're awake?"

In the blink of an eye, someone gently pushed her shoulders, but as if those body tissues did not belong to her, Qian Qiu didn't feel any impetus.The pushing and shoving movements were also as insensitive as if they had been numb.

Qian Qiu raised his eyelids with great effort, but it was still in a haze.She shook her head, hoping that her thoughts could be clearer and clearer at this moment.But she couldn't remember what happened before.

"Boss, this child has grown up very well as expected. That ability...has been successfully inherited."

She could feel the sound of brushing and recording something, and the slight sound of the pen tip skimming over the paper.Someone stuck a needle in her arm, and with a "squeak", the slightly cool liquid began to enter the body circulation from the veins.Nothing special feeling, no pain or itching, seems to be numb enough.

"Well. I don't think that kid Rossi would have imagined that the child he tried so hard to protect would end up being my tool." Qian Qiu could only see a vague figure, proud and full of malice. Nian's voice pierced into his ears and mingled with his brain, so soft and uncomfortable that he was dying.

At this moment, Qianqiu was lying limp on the sofa, his limbs were all shackled, his dull brown eyes lost their warmth, but on the contrary, there was a trace of dullness.She didn't think about anything, and she couldn't think about anything, just like a perfect doll, porcelain white and flawless, but empty.

The figure of Bai Huanghuang, a researcher coming and going in the research institute, walked back and forth in front of her eyes, but she couldn't see clearly.Rather than saying that she couldn't see clearly, it was better to say that everything in her mind was in chaos, which made her lose the ability to think.

"If everything is ok, the transformation can begin immediately."

During the silence, it seemed that someone nodded, and then Qianqiu's arm was raised, and the alcohol cotton ball wiped the skin, leaving a trace of coolness, and then another needle was inserted into the arm.This time there was finally a faint stinging pain, like being bitten by an ant, both painful and itchy.

Qian Qiu trembled slightly with his fingers, then hung them down weakly.

Can't remember, can't remember anything.What happened before, why she is here, who are these people, what is the Rosie in her mouth... and the short-term memory only starts from the moment of waking up, she almost thinks that she was born to stay in this room In the room, in fact, such thoughts gradually overwhelmed other subtle fluctuations in his mind.

Starting from the pinhole left behind, a little bit of scorching heat spreads out like a spark of a prairie fire.Slowly expand, as if someone gently scratched the arm, and then slowly the shoulders, neck, chest, waist and abdomen... all over the body.The slight itching also began to become painful, at first it was a small bite, then it became heavier, and finally turned into a pain like a wild animal bite.

Qianqiu opened his mouth, and a pained moan escaped from his lips.But the sluggishness of her vocal cords prevented her from making more sounds.Unable to clenched her hands, unable to cry out in pain, she felt her dizziness getting worse, and the inexpressible pain was as violent as a storm passing by.

Countless fragments flew through her mind, from childhood, even the first sight of her parents when she was born and opened her eyes was so clear.The childhood of laughing and laughing, the childhood of stumbling, the teenager who was bullied and scrambled, Yun Kaichuji smiled at all the youths.

Click click, click click——

The sound of the projector is also so clear.In the last second, it slowly freezes on the face of the young man with black broken hair, and then slowly cracks away.

Then the feature-length film started to play backwards, and all the scenes remained the same, but the people around him became a strange middle-aged man.He smiled, but revealed a chill.Slowly, Qianqiu suddenly felt that this man became more intimate.The life that was broadcast just now began to gradually become blurred... I can't remember it.

……Yes.

Qianqiu looked at this middle-aged man with shallow dimples on his face in the realm of his mind, the other's eyes were gloomy and quiet, with a faint light lingering in those gray eyes.

this person……

The curvature of the mouth became stiff, and the wet eyes began to settle.

"...It seems that it has already worked." The formulaic voice of the report sounded in Qianqiu's ear.

"very good."

"Start hypnotizing."

The turbulent impression began to ebb, and Qianqiu finally felt that his eyes were clearer.She blinked, and a soft smile appeared on her lips again.This strange and cold place is no longer scary, but a little familiar.

She looked at the pocket watch hanging down in front of her eyes, her eyes couldn't help but follow its shaking arc, and gradually - she became a little sleepy.

The soft tone in the ear and the wind gently blowing over the ear are like a catalyst, guiding the deep hypnosis, digging out all the secrets.

"Leader, with all due respect...why do you have to reform this child? Wouldn't it be more convenient if you could use it directly for yourself?"

Watching the hypnotist babbling to the quiet woman, the researcher standing next to the middle-aged man lowered his eyes.If you can understand the reason, it is obviously much safer to change your personality abruptly than risking being remembered.He didn't know who this woman was from. From the very beginning, the order was to prepare the medicine sent to destroy nerves—enough to reshape personality.

And now they finally saw the recipient of this potion.

A civilian woman.

However, it is such a commoner who possesses coveted power.

"Who is your most important person?"

There was a trace of confusion on the woman's face, she muttered her lips, and a faint warm golden color appeared on her face, "It's Ling... I found my lost brother..." Then a trace of blush flew on her cheeks, The soft facial features suddenly became vivid, "And...Mr. Skylark."

But... who is Skylark?She subconsciously said the name, but she couldn't find any information about him in her mind.She remembered this man, who was born with a clean and elegant appearance, but was terribly low-key, had a weird temper and was not easy to speak, and was always self-righteous... He was also very ruthless when he beat others.

Her most precious brother Ling was beaten by him!

That kind of people!How is she the most important person!

The hypnotized woman suddenly frowned, as if she had forgotten the most important thing.

"No, your most important person... is Charles, the leader of the Greeter family." The gentle guidance sounded again, and with the caress of the pocket watch chain, he expressed the temptation.

Charles...?

A look of enlightenment suddenly appeared on the face of the woman with long chestnut hair.

By the way, the middle-aged man who appeared in the video is her most important person.

"You will always serve Mr. Charles..."

"... on your life."

A hint of success finally flashed across Charles' unhappy eyes, and he leaned on the cane in his hand, seemingly very satisfied with the result.

With that joyful mood, he slowly opened his mouth, "If surrendering was that easy, her parents would not have committed suicide. They would rather die than serve us all... You really don't know the times The inferior people." And it so happened that in the eyes of this weak and weak woman, he also saw the stubbornness - even though she had a gentle and kind appearance, she still had a strong and lonely heart.

If you never bow your head, it will become the same result as it was many years ago.

It is precisely because of panic about the inner world that he exposed his abilities.All the coincidences together became inevitable, and it was through this inevitability that Charles recognized the abilities of the young couple in the Rossi family.

I originally wanted to use this power for myself, but I didn't expect that the other party would not betray the allies Peng Gelie, let alone confront the dead family members. After settling down with his daughter, he fled to Japan—and failed in the end. yield.It was too easy for the powerful Greet family to find the children whose traces had been erased, but he had to wait.When the pair of siblings grew up slowly, he guarded them with full of malice.

Staying in the Avengers Prison just became an opportunity to wait. This powerful anti-reconnaissance force shocked him, and it also gave birth to the worst of human nature-only dead things will not lie in this intriguing Shura field, but they is the notary of these objects.Obtaining them is equivalent to obtaining the key to rewrite the world in the world.

Presumably, Cage Island Qianqiu would not be surrendered to someone who has the hatred of destroying his family.And he also needs a personality of absolute obedience.

Of course, it took a lot of effort to bring them out of Pengo Lie's strict protection.After all, that frightening Yun Shou is an untouchable Ni Lin.Fortunately, Yunshou's weird temper made the youngest son of the Cage Island family unbearable and finally ran away from home, so he was able to seize this opportunity.

Oh, by the way... It is not easy to transform the postman Moldo.

"I will swear to follow my leader...Charles." The soft tone was still scattered like light feathers, but gradually withered and dispersed.

Charles seemed to think of the resolute and stubborn eyes of the Cage Island couple before they died, which made him sickly.But their children finally surrendered docilely at their feet, such a guilty pleasure flowed through the bottom of their hearts, and turned into a widening arc on the lips.

"It's fine here. Let's go, let's go and see that little boy from the Cage Island family."

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