Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

What Fu Qian just said was the truth. He really hadn't done much research on the human affairs of the academy.

"Veron."

And it seems that he realized that there was no need to lie in this regard before Fu Qian, who came in the form of a myth, and after a moment of silence, he finally announced his home status.

It's indeed a strange name.

"Ashes?"

"Ashes."

His name was revealed, and the other party openly acknowledged the follow-up questions before paying.

"Demi god?"

"Demi god."

"Then you are pretty awesome!"

He pointed at Weilong before paying.

"Is the mythical form too silky?"

Mr. Logan once said that even he was able to fight in mythical form anytime and anywhere because of his status as a half-step divine envoy.

But in terms of ease and ease, I was still blown away by the person in front of me.

Brother Weilong gives people the impression that there seems to be no problem in the two mathematics classes in the mythical form.

Haha ...

Veron laughed again.

"As expected, he is a genuine demigod. That was my first reaction."

"The mind is the basis of all existence."

After the praise, Veron explained in a calm tone, not looking anxious at all.

"If you can understand this, the negative effects brought about by the mythical form will be easier for you to bear."

"Of course I know that for you people in Tianqi, you are more willing to study how to cultivate a giant dragon with a drop of blood."

"more than."

Before paying, he recalled the research project of a colleague that he had accidentally seen.

"There are still people working on how to turn the dragon into a girl."

"Extremely boring!"

Weilong snorted coldly, showing full contempt as expected.

"If I wanted to, it would only take a few minutes to make the dragon think I was a woman."

This one is even more heavyweight!
The other party painted such a perverted picture with such a confident attitude, which made Fu Qian stunned.

"You too."

However, Veron obviously didn't come here to show off his skills. The next moment, the conversation changed and he uttered a threatening statement.

"The power of the mind is so terrifying!"

Fu Qian looked amazed.

"Then why was your mentor beaten to death by me?"

……

Fu Qian's counterattack was undoubtedly extremely lethal. Although Weilong remained silent under the mask, there seemed to be some invisible agitation.

"Ian's genius is not something you guys can understand. You have no idea what you have done!"

As expected of the demigod of the Columbarium, just when Fu Qian thought that the other party couldn't help but want to take action, Weilong did not expect to restrain his impulse with his extremely strong spiritual power.

"But I know, he was beaten to death by me."

I didn’t even hesitate for half a second before paying.

Idealism never knows the power of seeking truth from facts.

……

"I'm here today just because of Yi'an."

With just a few words, Fu Qian succeeded in making Demigod Velon give up meaningless expressions of emotions and be honest about his intentions. "I know that there is a tacit understanding of the situation now. The spirit is destined to take the blame, so as to minimize the impact on the academy."

The mythical form is paired with a crying mask, and under the stronger mental influence than before, Weilong's tone is calm but sharp.

"Even if you come back now, it is probably the result of a tacit agreement that has been reached, but it is a pity - I am a serious person."

"I had doubts before I came here, but the murderer turned out to be a demigod who hid his strength... This discovery gave me no reason to doubt anymore."

"I need to know the truth. I refuse to let the ashes be insulted like this. And Ian..."

"With all due respect, for Professor Ian, insult might make him more excited."

Although the pressure on his will was even greater, Fu Qian still did not rush to open the mythical form, but analyzed it seriously.

Based on what that guy did, he thought the probability was high.

"But how did you do this, Lanaya couldn't feel it downstairs?"

"Haha...this is the wonderful part."

As if being asked what he was proud of, Weilong smiled lowly.

"In fact, this is why I came directly in the form of a myth. In my imagination, this conversation would only happen in your subconscious."

"This is the emptiness of the cause."

The hand passed through the air, and ripples seemed to rise wherever it passed.

"With me as the center, destiny is no longer intricately linked, but becomes a ball wrapped in layers."

"At this moment, the connection between the two of us and the extraordinary concepts around us has been reduced to the minimum. If we give some cognitive interference appropriately, Lanaya, who has not yet become a god, will not find it normal."

Because, the source is empty?
There is nothing to say about the style of naming of people in this world.

Although Weilong's posture was full again, Fu Qian couldn't bear the desire to complain.

"Now, let's face our hearts and discuss it."

Weilong was naturally unaware of Fu Qian's inner thoughts. Seeing that he didn't speak, the man sneered and raised his hand to pat him twice.

The next moment, Fu Qian realized that the surrounding scene was changing rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it had changed from a sunny bedroom to an empty and pale room.

It even looks a bit familiar, Professor Yi'an's laboratory?
After looking around for a moment, Fu Qian quickly realized what kind of place this was.

“When I arrived that day, what I saw was a scene I will never forget.”

Weilong's voice was low and murderous.

"And I think revisiting the old place should help your memory become clearer."

"Honestly you're lucky to be fast."

No, you are lucky.

Fu Qian thought to himself, but the unprecedented method in front of him also aroused his curiosity.

"Dream?"

"How is that possible? I'm not so arrogant as to hypnotize a divine creature."

Weilong snorted again.

"It's just that the boundaries between the mind and reality have become blurred. It's not easy to do this, especially when facing a demigod. That's why I've been talking nonsense to you for so long."

"This is not an intrusion on cognition, but an attunement of will. And now this level of synchronization can no longer be broken off casually."

"Next, I want you to be honest about what you've done."

"That's easy to say."

Feeling the subtle changes in his heart, Fu Qian realized that it seemed that because of the reappearance of the scene, the will and emotions at that time actually came with him.

In such a situation, it was difficult to pretend to be perfect even if you really did something. Fu Qian was amazed for a moment.

"It stands to reason that the ashes should have some more direct methods, right? For example, Ni Huayuan directly reproduces the image of death. Why does it take so much trouble?"

"You are right, but Yi'an was in a special state when he died. That method is useless... Okay, stop talking nonsense, Professor Fu, did you kill and marry because Yi'an discovered your secret and was worried about it being leaked? disaster?"

This story is actually quite round. There is a lot of debate among the coffins about this brain, right?
In emotion, Fu Qian shook his head without any pressure.

"No."