Chapter 47： Bloodline Psychic

"Building 121, Building A, it should be here!"

According to the information on the room card, Feng Yixiu quickly found his dormitory location.

This Qingyun College is worthy of being a key high school, and the environment of the dormitory is first-class. Both the sanitary conditions and the hardware equipment are very perfect.

When he just wanted to push the door directly in, he heard a harsh laugh inside.

"Which villager is this! This suitcase looks like a sack."

"Yeah...would this guy be a mom treasure! How dare you still carry your family portrait with you!"

"Hahaha... This kid even brought a sachet! I don't know who sent it, this is too ugly!"

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Feng Yixiu frowned, kicking open the door of the dormitory.

At the moment, two men wearing famous brands were looking through their luggage. His clothes and daily necessities were turned upside down by them. One of the men was holding his only family portrait.

The two heard a loud noise, and at the same time looked at the door, both of them had a look of contempt, no apology at all.

"You put it down for me!" Feng Yixiu's whole body trembled, trying to be as quiet as possible.

"You are Feng Yixiu! Isn't it just Dingban's garbage? What cattle are you cattle!" One of the men stood up straight and said coldly.

"I will say it one last time and let me put down the photo in your hands!" Feng Yixiu's eyes slowly became cold.

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There are really few things he cares about in his life, and the sachet that Shen Ruyu gave to himself and his family portrait are one of them.

The two of them even looked at their luggage while they were no longer there, and they were still so abused in the background!

The standing man frowned, not only did he not plan to put down the photo, but instead threw the sachet directly on the ground and sneered: "Do you know who you are talking to? I'm a genius in Class A, you are a small Class trash is best to figure out where you are, I am the boss of this dormitory!"

With that said, he slowly raised his feet, ready to step on the family portrait with his dusty shoes.

At the moment, Feng Yixiu's mind constantly replayed his happy childhood, and the warm smiles of his father and mother kept echoing in his mind.

His pupils also dilated suddenly, and his heart rate suddenly doubled more than once. He clearly felt his blood flow rate also speed up.

Not only that, but there were millions of ants biting in his veins, and the severe pain almost fainted.

But looking at the falling feet, Feng Yixiu tried to maintain a sober consciousness, and finally the huge pain finally reached a peak, just like the flood discharge of the dam, a strong thunder force broke out!

"Ding! It detects that the host is in the limit state and automatically activates the blood channel."

At this moment, Feng Yixiu's mind once again sounded a long-lost electronic prompt, and suddenly felt that his blood was no longer just blood, but the power of thunder!

The wind also repaired, and his figure disappeared in place instantly, only to see where there was a small electric light explosion just where he stayed, and he seemed to teleport to the man.

The fist with the power of thunder was thrown out with full force, and there was a series of loud noises in the air. When the opposite side did not respond at all, I just wanted to raise my fist to block it, and Feng Yixiu's fist was already printed on his chest. .

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