47: C47 Bloodline Channeling

C47 Bloodline Channeling

"A-121, it should be here!"0

Feng Yixiu quickly found his dorm based on the information on his room card.

This Qingyun Academy was indeed worthy of being called a top high school. The dorm's environment was also first-rate, no matter if it was the sanitary condition or the hardware and equipment, they were all very perfect.

He was just about to push open the door and enter when he heard a burst of ear-piercing laughter coming from inside.

"What kind of bumpkin is this!?" This suitcase is like a gunny sack. "

"Yoho …" This guy couldn't be a country bumpkin, right? "He actually dares to bring his family photos with him!"

"Hahaha …" This brat was actually carrying a scented sachet! I don't know who gave it to him, but he's way too ugly! "

"..."

Feng Yixiu frowned and kicked the door open.

At this moment, there were two men wearing famous brands looking through their luggage. His clothes and daily necessities were all messed up, and one of the men was holding his only piece of clothing.

Hearing the loud sound, the two of them turned to look at the door. Both of them had a look of disdain on their faces, without a single shred of apology.

"Put it down!" Feng Yixiu trembled in anger as he tried his best to restrain his anger.

"You must be Feng Yixiu! Isn't it just a piece of trash from the Class D? "What are you being so awesome for!" One of the men immediately stood up and said coldly.

"I'll say it one last time, put down the photo in your hands!" Feng Yixiu's gaze slowly turned cold.

There were very few things he cared about in his life. The scented bag Shen Ruyu had given him and the family photo she had given him was one of them.

The two of them actually took advantage of his absence to check their luggage. Not only that, they were even cursing behind his back!

The man who stood up frowned. Not only did he not put down the photo, he directly threw the sachet on the ground and sneered: "Do you know who you're talking to? I am a genius of Class A, it would be best if a trash of Class D like you could figure out your own position.

Then he slowly lifted his feet, ready to step on the family photo with his dusty shoes.

At this moment, Feng Yixiu's mind was constantly replaying his blissful childhood. His parents' warm smiles unceasingly echoed in his mind.

His pupils also dilated, his heart rate suddenly increasing by more than a fold. He could clearly feel that the flow of his blood was also increasing.

Not only that, it was as if millions of ants were crazily gnawing on his blood vessels, causing him to almost faint from the intense pain.

But looking at the continuously falling feet, Feng Yixiu tried his best to maintain a clear mind. Finally, the immense pain reached a peak, like a dam releasing its flood, and an absolute power of thunder broke out from his body!

"Ding!" Detected that the host is at the limit of his condition, the Bloodline Communication Spirit is automatically activated. "

At this moment, the long-awaited electronic sound rang in Feng Yixiu's mind once again. He immediately felt that what flowed in his blood was no longer blood, but the power of thunder!

Feng Yixiu moved and his figure instantly disappeared. Only the slight sound of lightning at the place he stopped was seen. He teleported to the man's front.

The fist with the power of thunder was swung out with full force, causing a series of explosive sounds in the air. Before the opponent could react, he raised his fist to block, but Feng Yixiu's fist had already landed on his chest.

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