My Strength Depends on Your Imagination

Yu Jinglong ran out of Yujing University.

　　 While running, Yu Jinglong and his guard platoon both wanted to have two more legs.

　　 At this moment, the faces of Yu Jinglong and his guard platoon are all colored.

　　 That woman... No, that woman is terrible!

　　Even though Yu Jinglong ran a long way, he still remembered the pain that the woman made to pick his face with her nails.

　　 "This Yujing University, I never want to come again." Yu Jinglong's platoon leader of the guard platoon almost uttered these words in tears.

　　 This is a young man who has just graduated from military academy. At this moment, his fairly tender cheeks have blood marks from six nails.

　　 Yu Jinglong was also a little silent. He didn't expect that an ordinary appointment staff at Yujing University was actually a grandmaster, and he was a grandmaster who fought like shrews.

　　 When Yu Jinglong and his party were about to return to the Ministry of War, a smiling old man at the gate of Yujing University looked at several people and smiled: "Look at you like this, I just provoke the wife Meng Jimei."

　　 Meng Jimei?

　　 When he heard the name, Yu Jinglong was slightly taken aback. He felt that the name was a bit familiar.

　　 The old man laughed and said: "Don't think about it, just a few years ago, the students were chased from Yujing University all the way to Yujing Airport with a knife, so that the students were so scared that they wanted to buy a station ticket and escaped back to Professor Meng Jimei.

　　 Back then, because the impact of that incident was too bad, the principal removed Professor Meng’s titles and asked them to manage the secret law training room together.

　　 How did you bother her? But, fortunately, looking at you like this, it shouldn't be a big deal, otherwise, Professor Cen should have done it too. If Professor Cen did it, you might not be able to get out! "

　　Yu Jinglong and his guard platoon soldiers looked at each other, they were all embarrassed.

　　 And when Yu Jinglong knew the identity of the woman, he felt less frustrated, Professor Meng Jimei, that was the ruthless person who had torn the face of the Prime Minister of Fusang Island!

　　 Being torn by such a ruthless person, it doesn't seem to be particularly embarrassing.

　　 After all, that Meng Jimei in China can be regarded as a sparrow pecking a cow's ass-a bird's food is awesome.

　　 Just when Yu Jinglong was thinking this way, several people next to them took pictures of them with their cameras.

　　 It seems that those people are reporters.

　　Although I can comfort myself not to be ashamed, it is different when I was photographed by the reporter. Yu Jinglong immediately signaled the guards not to be photographed, and everyone covered their faces together.

　　 Fortunately, their car is here.

　　 A group of people hurriedly covered their faces and got out of the car.

　　 The old man watching the excitement at the school gate smiled and posted the photos that he had taken a long time ago to a group.

　　 Soon, everyone in this group started a news rush.

　　 The old man also immediately knew the cause and effect.

　　 "So this is Yu Jinglong! He is looking for a student named Qin Yuan? Why does this Qin Yuan sound so familiar?"

　　 The old man took out a notebook from his pocket and turned it over, and the group name displayed on his unlocked mobile phone was the Chaoyang crowd.

　　In the afternoon, two policemen from the seventh group of serious crimes came to the gate of Yujing University.

　　 Because in the case of Yuan family and his son and Murong Yuanying, Zhu Tie discovered that they both seemed to have conflicts with a Yujing University student named Qin Yuan. Of course, based on this alone, Qin Yuan would not be listed as a suspect.

　　 Therefore, Zhu Tie first sent two people over to conduct a simple questioning with Qin Yuan to test the truth and fiction.

　　 Just when the two were about to enter Yujing University, the smiling old man in front of the door asked, "You are also here to find someone?"

　　 The two people keenly caught the word "Ye", and their professional habits made them subconsciously say: "Are there anyone else coming to Yujing University to find someone today?"

　　 "Yes, one of them is quite well-known, Yu Jinglong, do you know? He seems to be a lieutenant now. They came to find a student named Qin Yuan." The old man looked cheerful.

　　 The two looked at each other, from the Ministry of War? Did you come to see Qin Yuan too? What are they looking for Qin Yuan for?

　　 "I guess, you two came to see Qin Yuan too?" The old man smiled.

　　 The two looked at each other, and Xin said that they were asking questions on a routine basis. Although they were not classified as confidential, how did the old man know?

The old man "tsk tsk" twice and took out the photo. It was Yu Jinglong and his party with bloodstained faces: "Look, when Yu Jinglong and the others looked for Qin Yuan, they probably had a bad attitude. You look at their faces, you guys. The two can remember that when they entered Yujing University, they had a better attitude."

　　 Is it so dangerous in Okkyo University? When the two looked at the photo, they were immediately frightened.

　　 Then, the two gave each other a little courage, and they entered Yujing University together.

　　 After a short while, the two of them came out and thanked the uncle at the door again and again: "Thank you, uncle, for reminding us that although we did not see Qin Yuan, because we had a very good attitude, we came out safely."

Uncle 　　 smiled slightly, half proud and half shy and said: "Your uncle is your uncle after all."

　　 "But, sir, you have to come with us. Your message is too good, we have to see if you are 50."

　　 Then, the innocent-looking uncle was taken to the police car by the two and taken to the Yujing Metropolitan Police Department.

at this time.

　　 Yukyo University, in a secret training room.

　　 Qin Yuan uses secret methods to train bones with internal breath, and his vitality is constantly growing.

　　 Qin Yuan found that his cultivation speed in the secret training room this time was much faster than when he came on vacation.

　　 It seems that the growth of his talent has made his cultivation speed much faster.

　　 At this speed of Qin Yuan, if it were placed on anyone else, I was afraid that he would yell out happily. However, Qin Yuan was not very satisfied with this speed.

　　The main reason is that Qin Yuan still doesn't know how to use Takimiya's soul slough, so he can't remember it.

　　 "A true martial arts genius, isn't it that one day is born~www.wuxiaspot.com~ two days a master, the third day is invincible?"

　　 Qin Yuan just thought about it for a while, and then continued to practice.

　　 The appointment time for Qin Yuan is from Sunday to Tuesday, and from Thursday to Saturday. One day is empty on Wednesday. On Sunday, I will go to the Yujing Auditorium for the final rehearsal of the opening speech.

　　 After all, next Thursday will be National Day.

　　 In addition, the Mid-Autumn Festival is the day before the National Day. In this parallel world with no rest, except for the responsible border soldiers and inspection teams, everyone else will have a 12-day holiday.

　　 Three days of practice quickly passed.

　　 On Wednesday morning, Qin Yuan came to Room 0 of the Martial Arts Building, planning to learn Yan Mozhi's powerful and terrifying knife again.

　　 And Yan Mozhi was obviously waiting for Qin Yuan, and when Qin Yuan came in, he immediately smiled and said: "I heard that Qin Yuan, you went to the secret training room to practice, how did you practice?"

　　 "It's OK." Qin Yuan gave a vague answer.

　　 Yan Mozhi did not ask, but with a trace of mystery on his face, saying: "Today, I will prepare something for you for the teacher, so that you can see it!"

good stuff? See it?

　　 It was the first time that Qin Yuan saw Yan Mozhi like this, and he couldn't help but look curiously.

　　 Qin Yuan was stunned when he saw the thing.

　　 That thing turned out to be a demon soul.

　　 It just so happened that Qin Yuan had been struggling to ask who should ask how to use the devil soul, so that it would not arouse suspicion... As a result, Yan Mozhi took the initiative to show Qin Yuan a soul.

　　 This, Qin Yuan just wanted to sleep, did Yan Mozhi hand him a pillow?