quickly transmigration bl : cute devil

Arc 3. 3 : His singing voice

"Hey!" Qingyun snorted, the black pupils shrank, and he lowered his head, and the whole person seemed to become awkward.

Sure enough.

An inescapable sense of fate is shrouded in the hands of all the federal soldiers, who have relaxed their bodies.

There is even a huge sense of relaxation that comes to their minds. No one can escape this means, isn't it?

Although the teenager passed the corporal punishment with a weak **, he could not stand the mental shock.

Abraham snorted and rested relaxed on the chair.

Chris walked step by step to the front of Qing Yun, and the footsteps were mixed with insignificance.

You should take it.

No, wait a minute. Chris heard that there seemed to be a voice in his heart.

"Dr. Lamir, where are you." Chris's icy silver scorpion fixedly stared at the clear-eyed cloud, and as soon as the boy replied, he would attack.

"The doctor is..."

The stunned teenager suddenly looked up, and the flying hair ribbon was awkward. The scorpion of the starry night sky suddenly recovered. "Where is he telling you where?"

The teenager even flew a foot on the man's broad shoulders. Although he did not shake Chris's body shape, he himself was bounced back and turned around uncontrollably.

what's the situation?

He is not affected?

Everyone was surprised, even Chris's pupils shrank for a moment.

The ridiculous smile on the cloud surface became deeper. He thought that this spiritual shock device was something remarkable. It turned out that this power could not touch his soul.

"Hey!" Abraham crushed the glass, and he suppressed the anger and asked, "What happened? Is the instrument broken?"

Only a transmission line of a mental shock can shock a b-spiritual soldier into a fool. He also passed the torture of yesterday. He suspected that the young boy was weak but his mental level was not low, which made people use the mental shock.

Didn't think it was useless?

On the side of the prisoner who had already been so desperate, he was also taken aback at this time. He looked at the little boy who was hanging, and his eyes were unbelievable.

Qingyun proudly raised his chin, his eyes seem to burn with a fierce flame: "The Federation will not lose!"

Abraham walked angrily and yanked a star thief in his back to connect with the mental shock. In less than a second, the star thief was dull and questioned.

Hey, throwing the star thief in his hand, Abraham stared at Qingyun, and ordered Shen to call him: "Give him a transmission line."

The little sense of relaxation that Chris had just raised was pressed down. The teenager could hold a transmission line. What about the two, three?

He did not take back the spiritual tentacles floating around the juvenile, and picked up a transmission line to connect with the boy again.

The expression of the young boy has not changed, and even looked at Abraham's disdainful snoring.

Two, three, four...

Ten, twenty...

The transmission line scattered next to the mental shock is slowly decreasing. In contrast, the young man's back is simply like a hedgehog.