Devil Fruit: Invincible from the Tremor-Tremor Fruit

Long Ying'er, a woman with outstanding appearance, her beauty is unforgettable. She has long and straight black hair like a waterfall, like black satin in the night sky, shining with a hint of luster. This hair dances lightly in the wind, as if it has a mysterious oriental charm, which is intoxicating.

Her face is delicate and elegant, her eyebrows are like crescent moons, her eyes are like autumn water, and she is shining with intelligence and agility. Those eyes are deep and bright, as if they can see through people's hearts, revealing an indescribable charm. Her nose is high, adding a bit of three-dimensionality to her face, and her cherry mouth is as tender as petals, and the slightly upturned corners of her mouth reveal a faint smile, which makes people feel close.

Long Ying'er's skin is fair and delicate, as smooth as cream, revealing a healthy luster. Her figure is slim and well-proportioned, whether static or dynamic, she exudes an elegant and noble temperament. Her beauty is not only in her appearance, but also in the confidence and calmness that emanates from her.

Zhao Tiangui suddenly felt that Su Xiuyan was not attractive anymore. Long Ying'er, who had a cold voice, seemed to be more suitable for him. Thinking of this, he even deliberately tightened his stomach to make himself look more handsome.

Mu Bai's domineering aura of observation and hearing enveloped the whole scene, and all the small movements of everyone in the Samsara Club appeared in his eyes.

Expression, movement, eyes, these behaviors that reflect psychological activities can get a lot of feedback results with a little analysis.

The establishment of the Samsara Club itself is more meaningful than practical. It is just a shield for the school and the official top leaders to see. At least it proves that he is willing to participate in the action of cultivating talents with enough resources, which can reduce the suspicion of many others.

After all, although the artificial devil fruit made him a lot of money, it also really left a bad impression on the top leaders.

"You continue to chat, I'm going out first."

After saying that, Mu Bai got up and left.

Following behind him was Yin Hu, whose brainwashing was successful and whose memory was tampered with.

Mu Bai's figure was like the wind, stepping lightly and steadily onto the top floor of the building. His arrival seemed to bring a different atmosphere to the sky. Shen Que and Yin Hu followed closely behind him, their steps were equally firm, and their eyes revealed their absolute loyalty and trust in Mu Bai.

Mu Bai stood on the edge of the top floor, overlooking the city below. His eyes were deep and far-reaching, as if he could penetrate the layers of clouds and mist and see through every corner of the city. The breeze blew gently, blowing up the corners of his clothes, and his figure looked particularly tall and lonely in the afterglow of the sunset.

Shen Que and Yin Hu stood silently behind Mu Bai, their existence seemed like two solid mountains, providing the most solid support for Mu Bai. Shen Que's eyes were calm and sharp, and he was always ready to deal with any emergency. Yin Hu had a calm face, and his body was burly, as if he contained endless power.

The three of them stood on the top floor of the building, forming a harmonious and powerful picture.

"Shenque, these days I can always feel that there is a vague malice watching me. Don't you think it's interesting?"

Mu Bai's back was a little lonely.

But Shenque's face was illuminated by the setting sun, and it was more spirited.

"You, a monster, are already so strong. Now that you have hidden your strength, there are not many people who can really threaten you. You feel so strong. Could it be that the new god has discovered you?"

His eyes narrowed slightly. New gods, this is what Shenque is interested in. Unfortunately, he doesn't want to encounter these beings so soon. The gap in strength is too big. Once discovered, those who will kill gods in the future will die miserably.

This world will also be buried with them.

"It's hard to say, but I have a hunch that the world pattern will change significantly within three months."

Looking at the gradually setting sun, Mu Bai stretched out his hand, as if to grab the falling sun and return to the dome.