My Strength Depends on Your Imagination

In the end, Qin Yuan decided to let Masaru Takimiya come.

It was not that Qin Yuan was brave, but that Qin Yuan made up his mind and prepared to stab him back.

Knowing that the soul of the dead demon can greatly increase the strength of the warrior, when he heard that Takimiya was at his weakest time, Qin Yuan was ready to react accordingly and give him a try.

According to Takimiya Masato, Qin Yuan crushed the black scales, and he would come soon.

But when Qin Yuan crushed the black scales to pieces, the communication between the two parties was also disconnected.

Qin Yuan was a little dumbfounded at the time, he didn't know when and how this Takimiya Masato would come.

At the same time, Qin Yuan was also a little puzzled, shouldn't it be quite difficult for an extraterritorial celestial demon to enter Yujing?

"What method does Takimiya Katsuto use to enter Yukyo?"

When Qin Yuan came out of the Zhiqiuxili community in doubt and gloom, he saw someone he had completely unexpected.

Ye Shaobei.

At this moment, the fat man had an expression of "I know everything" on his face.

Qin Yuan with a ghost in his heart was a little nervous when Ye Shaobei saw it.

Then, Ye Shaobei had a "so" expression on his face, and said disdainfully: "It turns out, Qin Yuan, you will practice secretly in a secret base! I'll just say, Qin Yuan, you don't see how to practice all day, and how to make progress. So fast? I didn't expect that you were the kind of person who secretly cultivated behind others."

Qin Yuan, who had been a little guilty, was speechless for a while. It turned out that Ye Shaobei was so guessing, which really shocked him.

Seeing that Ye Shaobei despised himself for "secretly practicing" every day.

Qin Yuan didn't make any extra moves, grabbing Ye Shaobei's hand, Qin Yuan placed his hand on his arm bone.

Ye Shaobei wanted to struggle at first, but suddenly his whole body was shaken, with an incredible look on his face.

"Qin Yuan, aren't you standing here? How come your inner breath is in the state of cultivation?" Ye Shaobei's face was full of incredible.

Qin Yuan said indifferently: "This is my talent and the reason why I can leave you far behind."

Ye Shaobei involuntarily stepped back two steps, and he was completely shocked.

Thinking of controlling the internal breath every day to cultivate is as painful as going to a grave, and then see that Qin Yuan can cultivate on his own all the time.

I'm jealous!

Ye Shaobei wanted to cry.

[In Ye Shaobei’s imagination, your talents are only those of gods; the transformation of imagination is successful, martial arts talent +88]

Qin Yuan's eyes were surprised.

His current martial arts talent has almost reached the pinnacle of ordinary people's positive imagination. Nowadays, when others imagine positively, it is often +1 at most. But Ye Shaobei's partner actually added 88 to himself?

For a while, Qin Yuan only felt that his own body's self-cultivation had become faster.

Ye Shaobei was a little faint at this time, and he finally understood what his father often said: "Shop around is better, and people are more deadly than people."

This person is incomparable with people!

Ye Shaobei cast his head down and looked at Qin Yuan dejectedly.

The two of them walked back to Yujing University together and turned the corner of the street. The wanton roar of the engine and the unrestrained laughter attracted the attention of the two.

Qin Yuan turned his head and saw a red Ferrari 488, dragging an auxiliary traffic policeman, running wildly on the street.

The young man driving the sports car laughed with the snake-faced woman on the co-pilot.

"I told you, we are just looking for a place to play chess. You have to ask me to play that stuff, does that stuff have anything to do with me playing chess?

Still drunk driving? If you don’t drink or drink a car, you should cut off the truth, can I not understand?

Hahaha, looking at your inner expression, are you going to throw up? You can't stand the cut-off speed? Hey, don't call the traffic police anymore, just change your name to Jiao Jing! "

As he spoke, the young man was still stomping on the accelerator.

Law enforcement officers, are you despised in this way?

Qin Yuan frowned when he saw it.

With slight movements, Qin Yuan was about to stop the Ferrari.

Ye Shaobei gently held Qin Yuan's arm and pulled him.

Qin Yuan paused and turned his head in confusion.

Ye Shaobei whispered: "I know that person, Yuan Maocheng from Balitai University in Tianjin. His father controls the largest international trade business in Jinmen Port, and his relationship with the world is intertwined. Even if Qin Yuan, you are good now, it's true. Compared with others, it is still far behind."

"What are you talking about? Does it have anything to do with this matter now?" Qin Yuan said displeasedly.

Ye Shaobei sighed and said straightforwardly: "I mean, it's not necessary to offend them for the sake of an auxiliary policeman."

Seeing that the car was coming soon, Qin Yuan didn't have time to talk, so he took Ye Shaobei's hand away.

In Ye Shaobei's somewhat dumbfounded eyes, Qin Yuan suddenly jumped out.

Although the driving young man was on his head with alcohol, there was still a trace of soberness in his head. When he saw someone rushing out, he was shocked and slammed on the brake.

The long sound of harsh tires rubbing against the ground exploded.

Boom!

Qin Yuan's hands pressed the hood of this Ferrari 488, and successfully stopped it, which had already slowed down.

Qin Yuan was also a little surprised. He didn't expect this person to know to step on the brakes. Originally, he was prepared to forcefully stop the car.

"Where did the hapless dog come out? Haven't you heard that a good dog doesn't stand in the way?" Yuan Maocheng cursed and pushed the car door. "Man, this car was just mentioned yesterday. , Can you afford it?"

Only then did Qin Yuan know that the reason this person stepped on the brakes was not because he was afraid of hitting someone, but because he was afraid of crashing the car.

At this time, the car door opened, and the auxiliary policeman, whose clothes were clamped by the car door, rolled to the side of the road weakly. He appeared to be injured, but his life was safe.

Yuan Maocheng, who got out of the car, saw the two handprints pressed by Qin Yuan on the hood, and he felt distressed for a while: "My car! Is it drafted!"

Just when Yuan Maocheng was viciously preparing to attack Qin Yuan, Qin Yuan quickly raised his hand and slapped Yuan Maocheng directly.

Yuan Maocheng was stunned by this slap in the face.

Qin Yuan said indifferently, "Cub, look directly at me!"

Yuan Maocheng subconsciously looked at Qin Yuan~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Qin Yuan raised his hand, and another big eared photon greeted him.

"Cub, look straight at me!"

Qin Yuan said again

"Just look at you directly!" Yuan Maocheng learned to be clever this time. Instead of looking directly at Qin Yuan to get a slap in the face, he turned around and ran into the car.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step, he felt a strong force on his butt.

Qin Yuan kicked his **** directly.

The piercing pain went straight to his brain, and Yuan Maocheng felt as if his tail bone had been kicked to pieces.

Lying on the ground in pain, Yuan Maocheng, who was at a loss, heard the five words that made him excited.

"Cub, look straight at me!"