can i rua your spirit body

If someone who knew Qi Yan a little bit better, seeing such an expression, he would definitely avoid him resolutely and wisely.

However, Li Zhuang obviously didn't have such sharp eyesight, he still raised his hand in the air, didn't see Qi Yan's reaction for a while, and looked at him with some doubts: "What's wrong?"

Qi Yan swears that if this person speaks one more word, he will be asked to try "click" on the spot and his arm will be wrenched off.

But this time Li Zhuang didn't open his mouth, but the spiritual tutor next to him couldn't wait any longer, and urged him impatiently: "What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and touch! You don't need to be too intimate, just skin-to-skin contact."

Qi Yan lowered his eyes and glanced at the hand in front of him.

I have to admit that if it wasn't for the fact that the deity is too unreasonable, it would definitely be called exquisite and beautiful.

Seeing the tutor's words "you don't need to be too intimate", Qi Yan slowly let out a breath and endured it.

Slightly moving his wrist joint, he stretched out a finger, and lightly touched it with his fingertips on the back of his white and clean hand like a dragonfly.

Li Zhuang looked at him in disbelief: "You call this touching?"

The spiritual tutor was also on the side to uphold justice: "This is really inconceivable."

Qi Yan: "..."

The other recruits below were already watching the fun, so they couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Only Shi Yisi really knew Qi Yan too well, and seeing his friend's icy face, he knew that this person's patience was probably approaching its limit.

Shi Yisi shrank his neck, grabbed Yu Wu next to him with a heartbeat, and said in a panicked tone: "If you hit someone on the spot under such circumstances, will you be punished and dismissed?"

Yu Wu liked this kind of occasion very much, so he laughed when he heard this: "It's possible."

Shi Yisi: "!"

Fortunately, Qi Yan still didn't do what he was worried about blood spattering on the spot, probably he was finally mentally prepared, and finally stretched out his hand in the eyes of everyone, and covered the back of Li Zhuang's hand.

There was a subtle difference in the body temperature of the two people, which made the feeling of such a touch very clear. Almost at the moment of contact, the spiritual power surging in Li Zhuang's body seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, and gradually calmed down.

It was also the first time Li Zhuang felt such a feeling, and he was slightly taken aback.

The spiritual tutor was very satisfied with Qi Yan's cooperation. He patted Qi Yan on the shoulder with a smile, placed the force-measuring instrument he had just used in the center of the field, and pushed it in front of Li Zhuang: "Take it with all your strength. Give it a try?"

Li Zhuang had already done a test just now, and the explosive value caused was enough to reach the combined lethality of ten ordinary strong men. At this time, he was in contact with Qi Yan with one hand so that he could not move around, and secretly stored up his blood with the other hand. Force, hit out hard.

When the test results came out, the audience was shocked—only half of what it was just now!

The spiritual tutor looked around with a smile, took the current situation as an example, and analyzed unhurriedly: "So as you can see, although the spiritual power of the guide is not as exposed as that of the sentinel, it is a very good one. In this case, if the sentinel enters a berserk state because he cannot control his own abilities, the guide can use this method of contact to introduce his own mental power and control the sentinel's disordered emotions."

Qi Yan stood by and listened expressionlessly, only feeling that Li Zhuang's body temperature came through the contact point, and almost penetrated his palm vaguely.

He slightly twisted his fingers, and was about to take them back, when he heard the theoretical knowledge of the spiritual teacher stop abruptly, and changed the topic: "Of course, the control coefficient under normal circumstances must be more than one-half. We can try again with a little more in-depth results."

Qi Yan: "..." Is this horse riding over?

He looked up at the spiritual tutor, and was about to refuse, but the other party's action this time was very straightforward.

Probably because he didn't expect Qi Yan to cooperate with him to take any active actions, the spiritual tutor directly grabbed the hands of the two of them, and pressed them together forcefully without saying a word.

The sense of touch is magnified countless times in an instant.

The spiritual tutor did not forget to pat the backs of the two of their hands vigorously, and continued to guide: "This level of contact is the most basic, you can touch it for a while, Qi Yan, you can use your mental strength to try the next link." Try. Assume that you integrate yourself with Li Zhuang, feel his existence with your heart, tolerate him, accept him, and guide him... It is best to have him in you and you in him. Of course, this kind of general They are all realms that can only be achieved by guides who have completed matching, so don’t worry even if you can’t achieve it now, it’s the norm.”

"..." Qi Yan didn't expect such a situation at all, and only felt a headache being read.

It was hard to wait until the moment when the spiritual tutor let go, but this time he didn't have time to stop, and Li Zhuang quickly grabbed him back.

Gently stroking the position of the palm with his fingertips, Li Zhuang didn't notice Qi Yan's cracked expression at all, and felt it thoughtfully: "So the guide feels like this?"

With a "click", Qi Yan only felt that a certain string called reason in his mind was completely broken.

The moment it exploded on the spot, a harmless smile appeared on his face: "Do you like it? Or, how about feeling it more deeply?"

The demonstration of spiritual power that day ended perfectly.

Qi Yan's in-depth spiritual "pacification" this time did not leave any sympathy, and the result of sparing no effort was that Li Zhuang's last attempted attack only achieved one-twentieth of the normal strength.

Under the demonstration of Qi Yan, which can be called a guide textbook, when Li Zhuang came down from the stage again, his whole pace seemed a little erratic.

Qi Yan returned to his seat without looking sideways and sat down, without any intention of helping him, he directly asked Shi Yisi for a wet towel, lowered his eyes and wiped his hands seriously.

After a while, Li Zhuang moved back limply, and lay down on the table in a daze.

After a moment of slowing down, he tilted his head slightly, and saw Qi Yan meticulously brushing every inch of his finger.

Seeing that Qi Yan didn't even let go of his fingers, Li Zhuang finally opened his mouth: "Is it exaggerating?"

Because he was still lying on his stomach, his voice sounded muffled.

Qi Yan didn't turn his head back, and said in a calm tone, "I'm sorry, I was born with a cleanliness."

Li Zhuang opened his mouth, but he still didn't say anything, and fell asleep exhausted.

Today's spiritual guidance can be said to open Shi Yisi's eyes.

After the end, he walked out of the venue and returned to the dormitory, repeatedly confirming that Qi Yan had returned to his usual demeanor, Shi Yisi finally couldn't hold back his curiosity, and asked in a low voice: "Today's on-site demonstration is indeed a bit sudden, but in a way, We haven't had such a practical opportunity yet. Qi Yan, just let me know, so what kind of feeling does it feel when you touch the sentry?"

With this mention, the feeling when the mental power was intertwined on the stage at that time vaguely reappeared.

The look in Qi Yan's eyes flickered slightly, he paused, and asked back for no reason: "Have you ever touched shit?"

Shi Yisi: "Huh?"

"It's just that soft and greasy feeling. Except for the smell, it should feel exactly the same." Qi Yan's tone was light, and he looked back sincerely, and suggested, "If you are really curious, you can find it after you go back. An opportunity to experience it for yourself.”

Shi Yisi: "..." Fuck, you can really use a metaphor for riding a horse!

If he didn't know that he would definitely not be able to scold him, sometimes Shi Yisi really wanted to greet Qi Yan's eighteen generations of ancestors.

Thanks to this dear friend, I am afraid that this tasteful scene will never be able to be brought back. It directly cut off all his fantasies about partnering with Sentry in the future.

Shi Yisi took several breaths in a row before he tried not to think about that aspect.

Grinding his teeth, he was about to say something more, when he suddenly heard a burst of laughter from behind him: "No way, Li Zhuang, isn't this going to save some face?"

Shi Yisi's expression froze immediately.

Wouldn't it be so coincidental?

He secretly glanced at Qi Yan's face, looked back a little stiffly, and saw a group of people in sentinel uniforms following a few steps behind, by coincidence, among them were surrounded by shoulders, It was Li Zhuang who gave Qi Yan a real experience just now.

Although he slept soundly again, he still looked a little sluggish. After being teased by these people, he didn't have much expression on his face, and he didn't seem to feel unhappy when he didn't refute. I don't know what I'm thinking.

There shouldn't be a fight again... Shi Yisi repeatedly confirmed that Li Zhuang really had no intention of fighting, and was feeling a little relieved when he saw the other party suddenly push away the people who were on his shoulders, and walked over: "! "

Qi Yan still walked forward as if nothing had happened, without even stopping in his footsteps.It wasn't until someone reached out to stop him that he raised his eyelids: "What's the matter?"

This sentence somewhat meant knowingly asking, but Li Zhuang didn't want to pursue it.

He looked down at this face, rolled up his sleeves sincerely, and put his hand in front of Qi Yan again as he did on stage: "There were so many people on stage just now, it was unavoidable to be nervous. There will be some deviations in the feeling. While there is no one around now, why don't I touch it for you again?"

The lines between the lines are full of thoughtfulness.

The veins on Qi Yan's forehead twitched faintly.

It's so good, Li Zhuang added: "But to be honest, sometimes shit is actually very fragrant. Do you know that there was a food called snail noodles in ancient times?"

Qi Yan was obviously on the verge of going berserk, Shi Yisi couldn't bear to look directly and covered his eyes in advance, and then, after all, he couldn't help but quietly revealed a crack between his nails, and peeked.

In the next second, Qi Yan raised his leg neatly, kicked the blind guy to the ground, turned around and left without looking back.

"To be honest, I think your temper is getting better and better now." On the way back to the dormitory, Shi Yisi was extremely surprised that Qi Yan didn't beat him up.

In the past, people like Li Zhuang would probably be beaten until they couldn't get out of bed for a few days. How could they just get kicked and end up easily like just now?

Qi Yan didn't make the slightest comment on this. He sat at the desk and turned on the computer. He was about to log into the internal system to check the schedule of the spiritual body awakening project. During the import process, a friend request popped up on the intranet communicator.

Click to open it, and it is a new recruit account that has also been registered recently.

The ID is extremely eye-catching: [shit really smells].

You don't need to ask to know who it is, and combined with what just happened, there is no sense of disobedience.

Qi Yan rubbed his aching temple.

... Is this horse riding really an idiot? !