"What?" Tang An was stunned, "Linghen? I... do I have it too?"

Suen nodded, "That's right! You have, too."

At this time, Miaomiao came over and said to Tang An very seriously: "I just said you have spiritual traces. I have said it a long time ago, you don't believe it!"

"But...I don't have it at all!"

"Senior brother, you should pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger!" Xiao Shiyi walked over and said resentfully.

Tang An turned his head to look at Su En and asked, "Lao Liu, are you really sure I have spiritual marks?"

"Unsure!" Su En shook his head and continued in a cold tone: "I just felt that you had changed the feeling of time just now. You completed the movements of a normal person for more than ten seconds in an instant. If I was not wrong, you were in the world you just felt as slow as time stops, right?"

"Yes, I just felt that the world has slowed down!" Tang An nodded and replied.

But Sue shook her head, "No... it's not that it's getting slower, but that your time with others has become faster!"

Tang An was very interested in the words of Ningguta Suen.

"Lao Liu, are you saying that my spiritual traces can change the time you feel?"

Ningguta Suen shook his head uncertainly, "I don't know, I just say what I feel."

"Oh!" Tang An answered regretfully. After saying that, he looked at Miaomiao with anticipation, because on the second day after they met, Miaomiao said similar things.

But at this time, Miaomiao said in a strange tone: "Listen to my brother Qin Feng, good people have spiritual traces! Bad people are evil spirits! So, you have spiritual traces! Because Brother An is a good person, it must be spiritual traces."

After hearing this, Tang An almost vomited blood. He originally wanted to ask her how he knew she had spiritual traces, but now, he doesn't want to pay attention to her anymore, at least he doesn't want to ask her this question...

At this moment, the sun sets, and they did not continue to discuss, but drove back first. Soon, the FL club will be busy.

On the way back, Tang An was always wondering whether he really had spiritual traces? But he didn't feel it! But he could use the spiritual trace skills, and he had used them several times without realizing it. Why would there be spiritual trace skills?

at the same time.

A few hundred kilometers away, Jiangnan City, Qianjiacheng District.

Theoretically, Qianjiacheng District is one of the five major regions in Jiangnan City, but it is a private territory. Apart from the members of the Qian family, only the staff inside can enter and exit. This area of ​​more than 300 square kilometers is a super-large family city-state.

There is a small hill in the city area, and there is a villa on the top of the mountain called Yunlu Villa.

If Qianjiacheng District is the Qianjia private territory of Jiangnan City, then Yunlu Villa is the private territory of Qianjiacheng District, and it is his residence.

But he was not alone, and his younger brother Qian Buji and his younger sister Qian Buwuwuwu.

At this time, he was in the second floor loft in the inner courtyard of the villa, which was a very classic loft.

On the terrace on the second floor, there is an ancient costume fence made of golden nanmu, and in front of it is a beautiful mountain. Of course, there is also a coffee table. At this moment, he looked at the video posted by Lao Liu on his laptop. It was a video of Tu Shanjin and Tang An's competition. He slowed down 128 times before he could barely see Tang An's movements. After watching it, he closed the computer, picked up a cup of West Lake Longjing and walked to the fence, and gently moistened his mouth into his throat, which was refreshing and sweet.

"The moment I saw his eyes, I saw him through it. What he was born with was just an ordinary body that could not be more ordinary. However, the life he experienced and the experience he had forged him into a sacred steel, tenacious and persistent, neither humble nor arrogant." Qian Buchou seemed to mutter to himself.

But this was not what he said to himself, but another person behind him, Qian Buyuan.

"Brother, can this kid really control Qin Miaoyu? If that would be great, once we get her, will we be invincible! Who dares to go against us? We Wen can fight with family power, Qian can rely on the family lifeline to suppress it, and use martial arts to have such a powerful controllable nuclear weapon. Isn't our Qian family back to the peak?" Qian Buji was very happy. Although you said this very much like an ambitious man, both in his tone and his tender face were more like a playboy.

This kid, with a long-eyed and tiger-like mind, was full of extraordinary spirit and was dressed in a fancy pink suit with chocolate lace cuffs, and the cufflinks were actually five small roses.

What a good guy, he looks like a playboy.

"Second brother, be more awake!"

Suddenly, a cute girl like a wind chime came, this is a little girl who doesn’t have to worry about money, and money is not worried about money.

Looking back, Qian Buhou looked at his little sister. Her exquisite white-collar uniform was very well-rounded. She looked like a fresh graduate who had just entered the world. She was a beautiful little girl with her eyebrows like a hook moon and a slim eyebrow. Her whole temperament seemed to be as adorable as a budding flower stamen, but she also had a stubbornness like a rose. She was obviously extremely weak, but she had a domineering spirit.

Oh~ In a word, there is a daughter in the Qian family who has just grown up!

My sister is the person who loves the most in her life because of money, so he walked over and gently pinched her face.

"It's unruly, it's just that my brain is full of fever. Fortunately, my sister reminds you all day long, but in this way, you are still not awake!" Qian Buhou turned around and pointed to the West Lake Longjing on the tea table, "Drink tea and wake up."

"Don't drink, I like to drink Coke!" Qian Buji didn't move, and then walked to Qian Buwuwuhou, "Brother, didn't we say on the day our father passed away? Let's revitalize the glory of the Qian family. In just seven years, our brother and sister have led the Qian family to develop such a big industry and power. If we can control Qin Miaoyu, a hot potato that the whole world is snatching, will we be invincible? After all, we have Tang An's cotton gloves, and we can take this hot potato!"

Qian Buhou sighed.

In fact, my younger brother is right. The Qian family was once lonely. When he was eighteen years old, after his father Qian Wuming passed away, he spent seven years to make the Qian family, who was almost squeezed out of the defense bureau, stand at the peak of power again. At the same time, he has no worries about money and has become the largest chaebol in the world! He has revitalized the family's glory.

However, he also understood what his younger brother said. The ancestors of the Qian family, the last generation of people with the "No" generation, also had a man named Qian Buwuwufu. At that time, humans were still in the imperial era, and that Qian Buwufufu was the emperor of the Tang Dynasty. He was the chief overlord of the world at that time and unified the world!

"Bulian, listen well. First of all, everything in the Qian family is created by me today. You have never done anything, and you will only cause trouble for me! My little sister has helped me manage the management affairs of the Strait Port, but you have never done anything. Secondly! Listen carefully and be more worried. Be more sober." Money is rarely serious, but in front of Money is rarely serious.
Chapter completed!