This Omega is Immune to All Abilities

Yi Jiamu had never paid attention to this kind of thing before. After listening to Sangbei's endless popular science, he only understood a little bit. www.sto123.cc Then, I was madly ambitious by my roommate: "You don’t know, Mumu, God blame cp is really too good! What kind of fairy love aa love is! Especially the president like this The abstinence attack is paired with the evil spirits such as Gu Xuegu, oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Near Near All Nearest To His Way!”

Yi Jiamu looked at the "bathroom paly", "Understanding", "Century Boys" in the posts in the next section, and after a moment of silence, he nodded in recognition: "It seems that... it really feels."

Sangbei, as a fan of censure of cp, was obviously not satisfied with his cold expression. He was afraid of waking up the lord Gu Yesheng. He called up a treasured address and sent it to Yi Jiamu’s terminal. Dao: "I'm watching this recently, the landlord Shenxian, it's not a loss to enter the pit! Otherwise, do you also look at it?"

Yi Jiamu glanced at the title.

"Gan is a prisoner" is still an ancient article.

Under Sangbei's extremely anticipating vision, he nodded: "Well, let me see."

Anyway, the following class is really boring, and he happens to be curious about what humanities are all about, so he should pass the time.

Sang Bei saw Yi Jiamu really looked at it quietly, and suddenly produced a kind of strong joy that Amway was recognized (strong qiang). His eyes glanced over quietly and glanced at the half of his head next to him (sleeping Shui) when he felt (exposed), and shook his fist in excitement.

Really night god! He finally saw alive!

During the class, the whole classroom was silent, and the professor's vicissitudes of voice fell into his ears, like an old organ gently pulled, which had a hypnotic effect on such a warm afternoon.

"Ganwei Prisoner" is an ancient masterpiece that combines sadistic love, (strong qiang) to win, love but not to love, and want to kill (sha).

For the first time, Yi Jiamu looked at the same humanities, and unconsciously, she was also fascinated by the ups and downs of the plot, and finally found out that it was a serial.

His eyes stayed on the words "to be continued" for a while, and he silently joined the favorites.

Yi Jiamu turned around and wanted to ask Sang Bei if he had any other recommendations, only to find that he had actually retired from the fan forum and began to read the news seriously: "What happened?"

Sang Bei leaned over and lowered his voice: "The news just came out, there was a mechanical accident over the Samsung Department!"

Yi Jiamu looked in the direction he pointed, and saw the words "Eight Dead and Thirteen Injured" on the top heading, and there was a special note next to it. Among the eight (dead si) dead, There are three heterogeneous teachers with a-level certificate or above.

Obviously, this is already a very serious accident.

"This is the third time this month?" Sang Bei was very angry. "You said what happened to the coalition government. Haven't you already said that you need to conduct a more rigorous evaluation of all mechanical research and development? Now this happens one after another. It’s clear that those mechanics have a very serious hidden danger in the process of developing new products! I have a classmate in the third Samsung department. I heard that the mecha was crazy like this at the time of the accident. Here are a few photos. If you look at the photos, it is a qualified product, and the result is that the program is chaotic!"

Yi Jiamu's eyes glanced over a few photos, twisting his eyebrows doubtfully: "Is this taken on the spot?"

"Yeah, someone photographed it when the mech ran away." Sang Bei asked, "Why, is there any problem?"

Yi Jiamu thought for a while: "I don't know, I just think the mecha in this picture seems a bit strange."

"It's all gone, can't it be weird!" Sang Bei yelled and took the terminal back. "As I said, the coalition government is still too forgiving to the mechanics. Those people know it all day by day. Shouting what'technology is the first power of interstellar development', the result is that the baskets of the things that are launched are larger than one. If they are really as powerful as they brag, don't let the Association of Metaphysics teachers arrange for them to wipe them. (Fart pi) shares!"

Yi Jiamu knew that Sangbei had always been a power blow, and was not at all optimistic about his obvious remarks.

However, because of the imperceptible influence of the family, in his conception, although the abilities have occupied a long time in the world, this does not mean that the rapid development of technology can be ignored. There are indeed many things in this world that cannot be fully realized by power alone.

Yi Jiamu remembered that when his father and his brother talked, they said that the current coalition government is actually lacking in balance. Only when the abilities and machines are in harmony can the world achieve the most complete form.

He may not have understood it before, but at this time from Sang Bei's attitude, it seems to have suddenly come to understand-the contradiction between the power and the mechanic seems to be much more intense than he thought .

So, to realize the lofty ideals of these two closest people, it really takes far more effort.

Thinking in this way, Yi Jiamu took out the communicator and quietly sent a "fuel" to the two.

I received a reply almost at the same time.

[Yi Hang: Baby, is there a shortage of living expenses? 】

[Yi Jiaqin:? Being bullied? 】

Yi Jiamu thought about it, and finally found it too cumbersome to explain, (gangan) simply added another one: [Sent wrongly. 】

[Yi Jiaqin: Yes, please remember to contact me if you have anything. 】

[Yi Hang: Mumu, you have changed. 】

[Yi Hang: You don’t love papa anymore! 】

[Yi Hang: Mumu, you have no heart! 】

"..." Seeing the news coming out one after another, Yi Jiamu was silent for a moment, withdrawing the communicator from his backpack without expression.

With the bell ringing after class, Gu Yesheng, who was next to him (sleeping Shui), finally woke up.

He (sleeping Shui) yawned in confusion, and after seeing the people next to him, there was a layer of daze in his eyes: "Child, why are you?"

Yi Jiamu: "...you asked this question before class."

"Is it?" Gu Yesheng rubbed the hair on his head and remembered it slowly. "Oh yes, it seems like this is right."

Sang Bei probed the brain next to him: "Good seniors."

Gu Yesheng glanced at the hand he was trying to reach out and raised his eyelashes with a smile: "Are you sure you want to shake my hand?"

Sang Bei remembered the opponent's ability, and instinctively shrunk his neck, and said: "I am taking the liberty, I am taking the liberty."

Gu Yesheng grinned, just wanting to make a few jokes, and as soon as he lifted his eyes, he glanced at Yi Jiamu's familiar terminal page, and then he moved past curiously: "Children, do you like to visit boring places like campus forums?"

At the moment of approaching, Yi Jiamu could feel the breath breathing gently from the neck, and inexplicably came up with several pictures of the under 18 years of age that were just described in the same culture.

Suddenly (溧ai) ambiguous.

He felt a slight heat on his face, and his eyes flickered infrequently, and he turned off the screen directly with a "snap": "Just take a look."

Gu Yesheng: "?"

The child's attitude seemed a little petty, but he didn't ask too much, and he casually glanced at the time: "Have a meal together?"

Yi Jiamu: "No, I'm not hungry yet."

"But I am hungry." Gu Yesheng has a quirk, that is, he likes to be accompanied when eating.

When he didn't know Xu Yi and Lu Zexiu before, he often pulled a student on the road casually, sitting tremblingly with him to eat with him. Now, he is obviously more willing to stay with Yi Jiamu than those strangers.

He has been (sleeping Shui) feeling that he hasn't even eaten lunch yet, and he is really hungry.

Looking at Yi Jiamu's expression of "I have something to do with me", Gu Yesheng thought about it, and began to make a price for the children's preferences: "Five cups (milk Nai) tea."

Yi Jiamu: "Eight Cups."

Gu Yesheng: "Six cups."

Yi Jiamu (lu) smiled: "Deal."

For the first time, Gu Yesheng felt that his position was inferior to (Milk Nai) tea. The expression (skin) in his eyes fell a little bit, but when he faced such a deft face, he suddenly felt that his temper was lost. Most of the time, in the end, he couldn't help laughing.

Such a kid is also a good kid, maybe a bad guy will give a cup of (milk Nai) tea, so he obediently followed.

Sang Bei looked at Gu Yesheng's trembling smile, almost suffocated by the beauty of this flourishing world.

Ahhhhhh, what a beautiful alpha this is!

Yi Jiamu packed up his things and prepared to accompany Gu Sheng to dinner with great dedication.

At this moment, a cold voice called him: "Yi Jiamu, Sangbei, this is the information for the homework today."

Neither of them listened to the class, and they were stunned when they heard that they had homework.

Wei Lanbing was wearing spotless white gloves, holding a stack of documents in his hands. After distributing it to the students in the front row, he came over, passed Gu Yesheng, and handed the information to them. Please send to my star mail address uniformly."

Yi Jiamu, Sangbei: "..."

Gu Yesheng had long been hungry enough to choke: "It's alright, collect things, go to dinner."

When he stood up, Wei Lanbing withdrew his hand, and without any warning, his fingertips wiped silently on the back of the hand.

Gu Yesheng didn't pay attention to such tiny details, and pulled Yi Jiamu away without leaving.

Although Sangbei still wanted to continue to take care of Ye Sheng's face, it was not good to follow him cheeky (qiang qiang). He was sighing and looked up to see Wei Lanbing's face (color). "Squad leader? Are you okay?"

It was just a moment of effort. Wei Lanbing's calm face suddenly had a thin layer of sweat beads, and even with the whole face, he almost completely lost blood (color), and his eyes were empty. Scary.

After hearing Sang Bei's words, he seemed to recover, and his fingers shook indistinctly twice, and quickly supported the table, before he let himself tremble more powerfully: "I'm fine."

Wei Lanbing is a passive ability. Every time his hand touches another person, he can spy on the other party's memory. Choosing to wear gloves every day is to avoid unnecessary trouble, but even so, when the sensitivity of the ability is at the peak, it is still possible to capture some inadvertent fragments even through the gloves.

Since the awakening of this ability, Wei Lanbing has seen too many memories of face (color), with passionate red, delicate and soft powder, elegant and calm blue... logically speaking, at this moment He has long been accustomed to receiving such inadvertent information, but he has never had the gait just like that.

It was just such a momentary contact with a dragonfly, and the overwhelming blood (color) almost completely filled his mind. What came next was the endless darkness that almost wiped out everything.

Such negative energy is so strong (qiang) that even if it is just a receiver, it will almost be swallowed up.

The trembling fear was still spreading uncontrollably. Wei Lanbing looked at the door where there was no silhouette, and slowly squeezed the corner of his mouth without blood (color).

This man is very dangerous.