Arc 3. 3 : His singing voice

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Everyone's eyes slowly changed, watching Qingyun's gaze looking at a monster.

Finally, the last transmission line was also connected to the boy's brain, and the mental shock even opened to the highest level.

However, the juvenile still does not have any shocking performance. The eyes are bright and the eyes are bright and there is no trace of sluggishness.

All the prisoners behind Qing Yun stood up at this time, holding the railings and looking at them hanging there, and the boy behind the back of the line was full of transmission lines. His image at this time was both pitiful and ridiculous, but the captive EFF soldiers could not afford any laughter.

In their hearts, they are full of admiration and embarrassment.

Such a weak, young man who has not experienced any military training, and may even have no adulthood, has even supported the impact of a whole mental shock.

Behind Qingyun, Chris coveted his eyes full of praise.

Knowing that Qingyun is an omega, he is even more shocked. Even the current fourth army general, Cauchy, can't hold such a powerful mental shock.

What is the powerful energy contained in his weak body?

Even if he witnessed the power of Qingyun, Chris still had a heartache for him. Because he saw it clearly behind, the teenager seemed to be extremely afraid of pain. When the needle clip of the transmission line was worn and the brain was worn, it would always cause his neck to twitch slightly.

But that's it, the teenager is still silent.

"Federal will not be defeated!" Qing Yun looked up and repeated again, as if laughing at Aboron's words.

He will not be defeated by the mental shock, and the Federation will not be defeated by the flamingo. Qingyun's mission will never fail.

Aboron was completely gloomy and sullen. He stepped on the heavy steps and stepped closer to the hung. He reached out and grasped the blue chin on his white, and asked Qingyun: "Tell me, How high is your spirit level?"

"I'm sorry, I'm just an ordinary student at the Supreme Academy of Fine Arts, a spiritual student."

When it comes to the highest art school in the Federation, the juvenile eyes are burning and eye-catching and seem extremely proud.

Standing in front of him, Chris's inorganic silver scorpion flashed a little bit of laughter and almost caught him.

People who don't know must think that the highest art school in the Federal High School of Art is a high-level institution. However, in the Federation, this is just a school that the ridiculous omega will not attend.

After all, there is Cauchy this first river, a little ability omega has cut the head to the military school.

The young man must have his own artistic dreams, Chris thought.

"a+?" Abraham gnashed his teeth. Is this guy laughing at himself? Abraham himself is the ss-level mental power, and he knows that he can't hold up the transmission line of so many shockers.

Muir, his face changed, his voice became very different, "Art Academy? Oh, it means that your highest physical fitness is a c."

Hearing the words, the teenager really widened his eyes.

Abraham laughed and turned, and he threw the whip yesterday to Chris again.

Chris's hand holding the whip was a little unforgettable.

The next round of flogging came as soon as this, and Abraham did not let Chris pull the transmitter of the shocker. After all, the combination of ** and spiritual torture is more cruel and more exciting.

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