"Can you see clearly? He is not using a power, but a talisman?"

In the center of the entire base, in the government affairs hall converted from a dilapidated office building, all the high-level officials in the base were present, and a meeting was being held in secret.

They were divided into different camps. Mo Tian's father was the leader of the base, and his son, a space ability user, was behind him, and his position was very secure.

But people must have a sense of planning for a rainy day.

Especially this time, the ability displayed by Peng Qingyan may be more aggressive.

Unlike Mo Tian's supernatural space, that space has no attack power at all, and can at most provide a little food.

Now that the entire base is protected, Mo Tian can have the space. Once other attacking abilities appear and want to snatch the space, it will be troublesome at that time.

"Yes, all of them are yellow talismans. I've seen him use them several times. The patterns on the talisman paper are different each time. They can be used for both attack and defense."

The speaker paused for a moment, and continued to express his guess: "We might as well make a bold guess. He may not be a supernatural being, but an immortal cultivator."

What he said was astonishing, and the expressions of the other people who came to the meeting were different. After the words were finished, they all fell into deep thought.

If this conjecture is true, the situation is quite different.

The value of a supernatural person is limited. A cultivator who can cultivate immortality and is very likely to pass on his skills to others so that everyone can benefit will bring enormous value.

What's more, his attack method - talisman paper, this specific talisman paper can only be used by himself, or can everyone use it?

Can a talisman paper be developed for everyone to use?

If it can, the situation of the weaker side of the doomsday mankind will be rewritten!

The more he thought about it, the more his blood boiled, and Mo Tian's father directly made a decision: "I will talk to him personally!"

Peng Qingyan showed his hands, and soon spread throughout the base.

He has been using the yellow talisman, this matter cannot be hidden from other people's eyes, everyone naturally guessed the point.

Ye Chuyang has no time to pay attention to these things, and now he is in a difficult situation.

"……uncle?"

Xiaohua grabbed his trouser legs a little uneasy, and kept rubbing her hands together.

Ye Chuyang clearly saw that his trousers were wrinkled.

But Xiao Hua didn't let go, he couldn't dodge even if he wanted to.

"Well, I'm listening."

"Then uncle, can I go and see my mother?"

Xiaohua blinked her eyes, her long eyelashes flickered, she was very cute.

She tilted her head and kept blinking, trying to soften Ye Chuyang's heart through this action.

She has always dealt with teachers like this when she was in school, and no teacher can resist it.

"can."

Ye Chuyang repeated his answer again: "But if you want to see your mother, uncle will not accompany you."

"No, no, why didn't uncle take me there?"

The child lived with Ye Chuyang for a long time, and became more and more unscrupulous.

Ye Chuyang didn't know how to answer this question. Could it be that he just said, your mother didn't want you a long time ago, she didn't miss you at all, and she didn't even ask you a single question when she met me?

If you say it, you will cry!

Ye Chuyang really had a headache. Xiaohua was still a child, and she was forced to grow up before, no matter how hard or tired she was, she never cried, but after she was in his hands, she became more and more capable of crying.

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