The super son-in-law of the female president

Only Chen Ajiao silently showed a glimmer of approval.

There is quite an impressive taste in it.

Jiang Xinyue was the first to bear the brunt, and she was very puzzled and said: "Huh? What do you mean? But we have clearly walked this road before. Look at this grass, when I left the village, I interrupted a small section. look!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the half of the grass beside him.

The grass is still the same grass, and it is indeed broken in half.

Qin Fan walked to Jiang Xinyue's side with a smile, and then gently brushed the grass with his hands.

A miraculous scene happened, Qin Fan's hand pierced directly through the grass body.

And the half of the grass that was slightly fluttering in the wind didn't seem to be affected at all, and didn't even send out the slightest strangeness.

Jiang Xinyue opened her mouth wide with disbelief on her face.

He walked up to Qin Fan without hesitation, and brushed the grass with his hands.

The same ending, after skimming, seems to be unaffected.

"Is this fake? An illusion?"

Zuo Feng also stepped forward, but he didn't brush the grass with his hand, instead he drew his sword and directly cut out the sword energy.

The horizontal sword energy dissipated quickly in an arc and horizontal direction.

In the bushes, some small grasses, shrubs and branches were safe, while some were cut off by the sword energy.

Unreal, half true, half false, elusive, unbelievable.

To be honest, at this moment, even Qin Fan's face showed a slight strangeness.

He just made a bold guess based on his feeling, but he didn't expect the sixth sense to be so accurate.

At the scene, the only person who kept a calm expression was Chen Ajiao who was sitting silently on the road stone.

At this moment, Chen Ajiao had a serious expression on her face, as if her brain was running fast, trying to think about something.

"The so-called ghost hitting the wall is actually an illusion, making us think that we are caught in a cycle of circling in circles."

"If we leave now, we will naturally fall into the most basic logical trap of ghost hitting the wall, which is to go around in circles."

"That's why I would like to take a moment to share a little story with you."

Qin Fan was quite confused when he heard Chen Ajiao's calm explanation.

"You know about this situation, so why didn't you say it at the beginning?"

Chen Ajiao's brows were tightly furrowed, and suddenly her eyes brightened, as if she remembered something, her whole body seemed to be opened up like a hut.

"It's him! That old man!"

Qin Fan scratched the back of his head in surprise: "What? What old man?"

Jiang Xinyue was also puzzled: "Could it be that the old man in the story you told turned into a ghost and came here?"

Zuo Feng subconsciously pressed Jiang Xinyue's head, tugged at her ponytail, and said speechlessly: "With your IQ, don't mess around!"

"A story is a story, and if an old man walks out of the story, why don't you become an old man!"

Chen Ajiao took a deep breath and looked at the group of teammates.

A few seconds later, a sigh.

Some things are innate. Although Chen Ajiao has a huge gap with them in terms of force, she is absolutely crushed in terms of intelligence!
After all, a guy who doesn't even fall into her eyes at famous schools like Tsinghua University and Harvard University naturally possesses an unrivaled IQ.

"I'm talking about the old man I met at the entrance of the village this morning."

"Or it's not an old man, but an aging young man!"

As soon as Chen Ajiao blurted out these words, everyone was instantly stunned.

Jiang Xinyue was the first to ask, "Huh? That old man? I don't think that old man is a bad guy?"

"Besides, it looks like he doesn't have any combat power at all. He should be an ordinary old man."

Hearing Jiang Xinyue's words, not only Qin Fan was speechless, but even Zuo Feng slapped his forehead with his big hand.

The level of speechlessness reached its peak all at once.

Qin Fan couldn't help guiding Zuo Feng with his elbow: "Hey, take care of your family, since she fell in love with you, her IQ has tended to zero, and there is still a downward trend!"

When Zuo Feng heard what Qin Fan said, his face darkened, and he subconsciously looked at Chen Ajiao who was standing beside him.

Then he corrected Qin Fan: "Don't talk nonsense, Xinyue is just a little sister, sister, but it has nothing to do with me."

Although Zuo Feng's voice was not loud, it was even a little depressed.

But these words were passed into Jiang Xinyue's ears.

Hearing Zuo Feng's denial, Jiang Xinyue stomped her feet angrily on her little face, and was about to speak, but after thinking about it, she pointed at Qin Fan and cursed: "I want you to talk too much, what nonsense, he just admires Zuo Feng!" It’s just a big brother, he’s only 19 years old, he’s not old enough to fall in love!”

After saying this, Jiang Xinyue instantly realized that she had said something wrong, and covered her mouth with her hands.

Chen Ajiao smoothed things over: "Okay, okay, this is not a good time to chat, let's all check ourselves, and we haven't used anything strange first."

"According to my judgment, there are only two things that can make this illusion appear in the eyes of all four of us."

"Either cast spells on the four of us at the same time, or cast spells in the surrounding environment."

Before the words fell completely, Zuo Feng had already discovered his clues.

From the corner of his clothes, he found a very thin and short silver needle, estimated to be only half a centimeter in length, extremely hidden, if you don't look carefully, you really can't detect it.

When Chen Ajiao saw what Zuo Feng was holding, she instantly felt relieved.

She opened the thing that she had held in her hand for a long time, and they took a closer look, and sure enough, it was exactly the same as the thing in Zuo Feng's hand.

Jiang Xinyue searched for a long time, and finally found it in her big ponytail under Zuo Feng's sharp gaze.

Only Qin Fan was left.

Qin Fan was wearing a multi-colored battle armor, and there was almost no place outside where he could hide a needle.

Although this five-color battle armor is a fake, it also wraps Qin Fan tightly, except for a small part of his face exposed on the head, the rest of the clothes are the same as the golden saint warrior.

"Did you find it?"

The three of them watched Qin Fan curiously.

Very curious, if this small silver needle is the tool used by the old man to cast spells.

Qin Fan must also have one.

At this time, Qin Fan looked left and right but couldn't find it, and he was very flustered.

If only, although this tiny silver needle is only half a centimeter long.

But hiding Qin Fan's body is a ticking time bomb. Every time the thing is poked, the sourness and pain will definitely shock people's hearts.

Qin Fan checked for a long time, but couldn't find anything.

At this time, Chen Ajiao's eyes suddenly lit up, and she asked Qin Fan to lift his foot.

"Under your feet?"