I just want to touch, what bad thoughts can I have?

The moment Wei Zhi'an fell on his back, no matter whether it was in the live broadcast screen or outside the live broadcast screen, they all fell into an indescribable silence.

When Wei Zhi'an attacked Yu Xiu and showed Er Duan Ku's true intentions, almost all the spectators thought that this was tantamount to announcing the end of the battle in advance.

That is two true meanings. Only by fully grasping one true meaning can one comprehend a deeper level of true meaning!
But no one expected that after arousing Ku Zhi's true intentions, it was not Fang Qingran who entered the countdown to defeat, but Wei Zhi'an himself.

It is true that the end of this battle was announced in advance, but the result of the end was not the same as imagined.

pat.

Somewhere on the edge of Island No. [-], Pei Ziye, who had been there beforehand, was stunned, and the ruby ​​cane came out of his hand and fell to the ground.

The gemstones inlaid on the ground are in close contact with the ground, echoing a series of sweet and crisp rolling sounds.

At this moment, Pei Ziye didn't care about these side details at all.

Before the battle started, the head of his club called him to come over and prepare to clean up the battlefield after the end, but he really didn't expect that the one who had to clean up in the end was not someone else, but his own president?

Should we boast that President Wei really has the foresight?
He shook his head violently.

If President Wei knew this kind of thinking, he would definitely jump up and beat him to death immediately, right?

His eyes were fixed on the boy in the bathrobe in the battlefield area. He suddenly seemed to think of something, and couldn't help rolling his throat.

That freshman named Fang Qingran, after a fierce battle with Yu Xiu and President Wei, how much strength is left?
Now that he's gone, is there any chance he can take advantage of to avenge President Wei's shame?
The idea continued to grow in his mind, and he felt more and more that this seemed to be a good opportunity.

It's true that Fang Qingran is very strong, but his combat power has also fallen to the bottom right now, while Pei Ziye is at his peak!
Bending down to pick up the ruby ​​cane, the cat raised his back, and when he tried to approach it cautiously, his whole body shivered, his hair stood on his head.

Lifting his head stiffly, he saw the young man glance in his direction, intentionally or unintentionally.

'I was found out? '

There was panic on his face.

It shouldn't be possible, he is still far away from the battlefield!
He was so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe. He cast a vague gaze, wanting to observe secretly.

At this moment, the eyes of both sides seemed to be intertwined.

What kind of eyes they were, he couldn't express them in words, he only felt that the moment the eyes intersected, he seemed to be stripped of everything, and the only thing he could feel was his own smallness and powerlessness.

Pei Ziye's hands and feet were icy cold, and the passionate fire in his heart seemed to be extinguished by a splash of ice water. He didn't even dare to look at him again, his face was full of fear, and he rolled and crawled away.

At this moment, he didn't even care about Wei Zhi'an, he just wanted to escape as far as possible.

The strong man in the undying state even gave me a look so frightened that he panicked and completely lost his sense of control. If he said it, no one would believe it.

'Huh?There seems to be some movement on Island No. [-]? '

Fang Qingran pondered in his heart.

Not long after, he withdrew his scrutinizing gaze.

It's not that he doesn't care, it's just that there is an unexpected situation inside his body that makes him more concerned.

Most of the time, his silent blood power is integrated with the power of qi and blood, nourishing his body, and for some reason, he has become extraordinarily active now!
After carefully recalling and analyzing the scenes before and after the activation of the power of blood in his mind, his eyes slowly fell to Wei Zhi'an, who had passed out and drifted with the tide.

He remembered that when he was chasing and fighting this guy just now, Old Wei seemed to have resorted to some means, which caused the sense of threat in his martial arts intuition to spike for a second or two.

It was after that one or two seconds that the blood power in the body suddenly became restless!
In the short period of time when the sense of threat soared, he was even ready to carry out the ultimate method of 'weapon liberation' at any time!

He can be sure that once Wei Zhi'an's hidden power is released, he will definitely not be able to win the battle just by relying on the triple ignited state.

But he didn't think that Old Wei would be stiff for those two seconds, and then he would be paralyzed, and he couldn't even maintain the level of combat power when he aroused Ku Zhi's true intention.

Wei Zhi'an's brief absence coupled with a drop in combat strength immediately tipped the balance of victory to his side on the spot.

It was by grasping this once-in-a-thousand-year opportunity that he could defeat the opponent neatly and neatly in the next few moves.

If Wei Zhi'an hadn't experienced these changes, even if he grabbed the upper hand by playing unexpectedly, and wanted to slowly expand this advantage until he established a chance of victory, he might still have to fight!
If he accidentally makes a mistake during this period, it is even more likely that the advantage he has established will be wiped out directly, and the two sides will fall into a stalemate where no one can do anything to the other for a while.

Of course, all of the above are if.

Yu Xiu, Wei Zhi'an and his three fought in a melee, the one standing at the end, the winner of the victory, is him, Fang Qingran!

After a long while, the power of the boiling blood stabilized again, and Fang Qingran let out a long sigh of relief.

He stared deeply at Wei Zhian.

When the other party tried to activate the hidden means, he not only used the perception generated by martial arts practice, but also used the "spiritual mind" perspective of the seven revolutions of the true soul to observe.

He can be sure that that power, nine out of ten, has nothing to do with the martial arts system practiced by humans.

It does not involve the slightest spiritual flower, spiritual flame.

The restlessness that could cause the power of his blood may indicate that it has something to do with the power of the blood, but he did not dare to jump to conclusions.

At present, he has not been able to perceive any close 'similarity' between the two.

If he had similar aspects in his body, he would definitely be able to find a comparison, but unfortunately, the result was 'none'.

Secretly remembering the anomaly of the blood power that he experienced today, he patted his cheeks, and his nerves, which were always tense during the fierce battle, relaxed a little.

Patting his cheeks, his hands suddenly froze, and tentatively touched the corner of his mouth.

He suddenly found that, at some point, the corners of his lips turned up, pulling the muscles around his mouth, and there was a slight smile on his face.

"Am I laughing?"

He raised his eyebrows in surprise.

After a while, he nodded solemnly.

He should be laughing.

There is no better time for him to smile than at this moment.

After fighting for so long, he finally beat up the second person in the notebook, so why not just smile!

There is a hearty feeling of reaching a milestone.

As he walked forward, he cheerfully wanted to hum a little song to cheer him up.

What are you humming?

While thinking about it, the foot he raised suddenly fell again.

Fang Qingran raised his face, and in his eyes, there was a trace of bewilderment that he didn't know what happened, and he was at a loss.

In the depths of his mind, memories of his mother when he was young flooded in like a tide, and then receded at an even faster speed like an ebb. Very light back!

"mom?"

He tried to call out, and the distant figure in his mind seemed to come alive. Her footsteps paused slightly, as if she wanted to look back, and it seemed that with strong willpower, she forcibly stopped the half face that was about to approach. .

The screen freezes.

What's happening here?
Fang Qingran couldn't understand it.

What he didn't expect was that the change in memory didn't end with the frame freezing.

The scene where the father in the prison reveals to him that his mother is the evil god is also twisted!

He slowly could only recall that his father's lips were moving during the video call, but he couldn't see what was said at all.

My mother is an evil god... my mother is an evil... my mother is...?
The bewilderment in his eyes became more and more intense. At this moment, there had been no movement for a long time since his trip to the ancient Lingxu Realm. ] A column, shimmering with a glimmer of light.

"My mother is an evil god!"

The words blurted out involuntarily, and Fang Qingran suddenly woke up from a nightmare like a hypoxic person breathing in oxygen again.

He panted heavily, a gust of cool wind blew, and he shivered subconsciously.

He realized belatedly that his back was already drenched in cold sweat.

……

Tianshu City, secret academy.

In a dimly lit room, the projected screen has been repeatedly playing a certain scene of the ten-hero battle.

The cold light from the screen shone on two women standing in front of the screen, one tall and one short. The little girl with orange hair and twin ponytails who was less than 1.5 meters tall suddenly pressed the pause button.

She stretched out her little hand and pointed at the fixed frame on the screen. Wei Zhian opened his eyes, the light in his eyes was brewing, and the expression on his face was about to turn into horror at the moment, the excitement on his cute little face was almost uncontrollable:

"Sister Yu, look at Wei Zhian's expression and state changes, it can definitely be used as iron proof!"

Yu Sushang ignored her best friend Lu Ling's clamor, and whispered to herself:
"I'm a little confused, wondering where did Wei Zhi'an get his divinity, and then successfully merged with himself?
It's not that I look down on him, he alone probably wouldn't be able to do this. "

She didn't believe that even in Tianshu City for so many years, the research content of the whole city without much effort could be figured out by Wei Zhi'an alone.

Seeing this, Lu Ling pouted her mouth in dissatisfaction, grabbed Yu Sushang's white coat and shook it vigorously:

"These don't matter at all right now!
Look, Wei Zhi'an, who has transformed from a mortal to a demigod, a divine creature, saw Fang Qingran's little brother, just like a mouse seeing a cat, as if he had seen a ghost. Isn't this enough to arouse your curiosity? ? "

"Fang Qingran's body reveals the blood of a god. Isn't this something you investigated when you came into contact with the other party in Ningcheng?"

Yu Sushang glanced at her best friend.

As the head of the secret academy established in the Tianshu region, she naturally knows the inside story of this top secret.

"But it's not the same, it's not the same, how can the blood of the gods with a very low purity be able to exert such a strong suppressive force on Wei Zhi'an, who has become a divine creature?"

Lu Ling used the remote control to continue playing the screen.

At the beginning, she thought in her heart that Fang Qingran's father hugged the righteous god's thigh, so why would he hook up with the evil god? This was just a wicked joke.

In fact, let alone the evil gods, she never thought that Fang Qingran's father could have anything to do with the righteous gods.

Regardless of righteous gods or evil gods, they are all gods, how could they be involved with mortals?

In her mind, the most probable one is that Fang Qingran's father has a shy relationship with a certain god's descendants who don't know how many generations.

Of course, there is no contempt here.

Creatures with divinity and bloodlines of gods are god-species, and they all have the opportunity to become gods. No matter how thin the bloodlines are and how little divinity is, there is an insurmountable personality gap with mortal species that do not have any possibility of becoming gods.

"The nobleness and purity of the divine blood in Fang Qingran's body is very likely to be higher than our previous judgment. His mother..."

When Lu Ling said this, her voice suddenly stopped.

"Have you found it?"

Yu Sushang asked her as if she had expected it.

"Well, I mentioned Fang Qingran's mother in Ningcheng before, and I was fine, but now, as long as this word, or a similar meaning, pops up in my mind, my brain will be filled with all kinds of unimaginable nonsense."

Lu Ling bit her lip and shook her head vigorously, as if she wanted to get rid of these inexplicable thoughts in this way.

How could Fang Qingran be born by his father!

His father is just an ordinary human being!
"What do you think is the difference between you now and when you were in Ningcheng? Changes worth noting?"

Yu Sushang continued to ask, as if guiding her through this dialogue.

"Forehead……"

Lu Ling pondered for a moment, approached Yu Sushang's side, gestured left and right above her head with her hand, then lowered her head, seeing her toes without any hindrance.

She poked her two index fingers on her chest a few times in embarrassment:

"I feel height and bust..."

"Don't talk about your psychological function."

Yu Sushang's words were like a sharp knife, piercing through Lu Ling's strong defense.

The little girl with twin ponytails was crying with a mournful face:

"That's probably when I was in Ningcheng, I was at the limit of the flame torch, and now I have broken through the limitless realm."

"Yeah, breaking through the Immortal Realm means that our contact and integration with the virtual world has taken a step further. Similarly, this also means that the virtual world is likely to have a stronger influence on us than before."

Yu Sushang sighed lightly.

"Sister Yu, what do you mean, when I mention Fang Qingran's mother, my thinking will be particularly confused. Is this the influence of the virtual world?"

Lu Ling's eyes widened and she covered her mouth:

"No, it's impossible, right?"

She couldn't help looking at Yu Sushang with a very complicated look:
"No wonder you reacted so calmly, Sister Yu. Could it be that you have long been aware of Fang Qingran's mother..."

"Shh."

Yu Sushang stretched out a finger and pressed it to his lips.

"I do not know."

She responded lightly.

"Even among the many gods, the personality of Fang Qingran's mother may be at an extremely high level!"

Lu Ling's eyes became brighter and brighter:
"If this is the case, then Fang Qingran's chance to ascend to the throne of God in the future..."

"Possibly a regrettable zero."

In the dim hall, a third person's voice suddenly sounded:

"His current situation is very dangerous.

News came from the deep sea prison. It was rumored that Fang Qingran's father, Fang Yan, the leader of the hope organization, escaped from prison not long ago! "