Krissen smiled, slowly walked around behind her, looked at her tied-up hair, his eyes darkened, he raised his hand, pulled off the hair tie, gently took out a strand, and held it in his hand, squeezing it gently.
"I really don't understand why you kidnapped me here." Mu Qingyun lowered her eyes, glancing at the driver's seat out of the corner of her eye.
“Because I like you. I have a soft spot for beautiful women and don’t want such a stunning beauty to turn to ashes along with Capa Dome,” Chris chuckled, leaning closer to her and gently sniffing the strand of hair he had picked up. “It smells so good!”
grass.
Mu Qingyun quickly looked away, turned her head, and looked at Chrison behind her.
...This seems like a pervert.
"Um, I'm still here, don't be too presumptuous." The middle-aged man's eyes were full of embarrassment as he glanced over. Although he knew Chrison's character and style of doing things, after witnessing it firsthand, he still couldn't help but sigh:
This guy is handsome, but he's a real scumbag!
Reminded by the middle-aged man, Chris chuckled lightly, showing no impatience on his face, but rather a hint of amusement in his eyes.
"Do you know where we're going in a little while?" Chris looked at her, gently brushed her hair aside, and twirled it between his fingers.
She looked up, but didn't speak, though her eyes were full of confusion.
“We need to find Su Qiluo.” Krissen noticed her confusion and answered softly, “Here, he’s been hailed as a god, but in our eyes, he’s just a commander who’s been diluted.”
Chrisson's eyes were full of mockery. Not to mention generals, even colonels and majors would disdain being pushed into the public eye; they all kept to themselves and did their jobs quietly.
In his eyes, Su Qiluo was a person who coveted fame and thought he was something special just because someone praised him casually.
Upon hearing his words, Mu Qingyun looked up at him, her eyes filled with icy coldness.
Su Qiluo's strength is genuine. If it weren't for Kapaqiong needing a renowned and powerful figure to descend from the heavens, he wouldn't have wanted to become a famous general on the internet.
She had originally wanted to go with them and see how they escaped from Kapaqiong, but since they were looking for Su Qiluo, she decided not to play along.
After all, it wasn't appropriate to appear in front of Su Qiluo in this manner.
"Why aren't you saying anything?" Chris tugged at her hair, his scalp tingling slightly but not painfully.
"What are you talking about? You already have a fixed idea of what to say. You definitely won't listen if I explain it to you. Do you expect me to join you in cursing my husband?" she replied calmly, abruptly turning her head to the side and freeing her hair from Chrisson's grasp.
"Don't hide!"
Krisen suddenly spoke up angrily, which didn't frighten Mu Qingyun, but startled the middle-aged man who was seriously piloting the fighter jet.
"If you hide again, I'll cut your scalp off."
Chrisson's tone suddenly changed again, becoming gentle as if he were softly coaxing a lover, but the words he spoke sent chills down one's spine.
However, Mu Qingyun was not frightened by these words. Instead, she secretly rolled her eyes in her mind with utter contempt.
Cut off her scalp?
Okay, then she'll see if this guy has any weird abilities!
With a sudden burst of fire power from his right hand, he set the chair beneath him ablaze.
The wooden chair instantly caught fire. Mu Qingyun controlled the flames, released the Samadhi True Fire, and simultaneously cast a protective layer on herself.
Christon was caught off guard by her sudden arson and quickly stepped back to avoid the flames that had suddenly burst into flames.
The chair quickly turned to ashes. Mu Qingyun turned around, but the ropes binding her stretched and contracted automatically, still tightly binding her even though the chair was gone.
"Ha, what do you think this rope is?" Krissen's eyes grew even more excited as he saw her resist. "Since you're so disobedient, I'll teach you how to talk to me properly from now on."
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his right hand, and the rope suddenly began to tighten. At such a thin thickness, if it continued to tighten, it would cause injury and bleeding at best, and cripple at worst.
However, Mu Qingyun did not take this little trick seriously. The vines hidden in her sleeves suddenly grew and crawled into the tiny space between her and the rope, using the toughness of the vines to forcefully stretch the rope apart.
Although ropes are sharp, vines are much stronger.
In no time, the ropes binding him were broken.
Seeing the situation, the middle-aged man immediately stood up to help.
"I advise you to take good care of your fighter jet," Mu Qingyun said coldly to the middle-aged man without turning around, "Kappaqiong's fighter jet is coming soon. If you don't run away quickly, you'll be outnumbered and both of you will be left behind."
After saying that, she stared at Chrisson and smiled slightly, "If you act arrogantly on someone else's turf, you should be prepared to be taught a lesson."
"Then come and try it, and see if I really have the right to be arrogant." Chris looked at her sinisterly. Even though she broke the rope, he wasn't nervous or angry at all; his face always had that roguish smile.
Upon hearing this, Mu Qingyun didn't hold back at all. She raised her hand, and the vines quickly lashed out at Chrison.
When she saw her vines coming towards him, Christen remained calm and composed, just watching the vines being flung at him with a light laugh, without making any move.
However, just as the vines were only a meter away from him, he suddenly raised his hand.
As soon as he raised his hand, the vines that were attacking him suddenly stopped, as if they had been cast by some kind of magic, and were frozen in place.
What happened?
Mu Qingyun was startled when she saw the vines frozen in place. She quickly raised her left hand and activated her plant-based abilities.
The vine swayed and then struck at Chrison again.
Upon seeing this, Krisen chuckled, and a white light shone from his right hand, causing the vines to suddenly freeze in place.
Strange, what exactly is his superpower? It definitely doesn't look like a plant, could it be a power to control things?
Mu Qingyun frowned imperceptibly. Could such a superpower exist in the universe?
"It seems you probably guessed it. My superpower is controlling things." A cold smile curled at the corner of Chrisson's lips. "No matter what kind of superpower you have, you can all be used by me."
So powerful!
She looked at Chrison in disbelief. This was a bit unfair, wasn't it? Why would such a bizarre superpower exist?
Moreover, since Krisen has this ability, why would he come to Capa Dome to take risks? Shouldn't such a talent be properly protected in Mytel?
“No need to guess, there are probably only a handful of geniuses like me in the entire universe,” Chrisson said proudly, raising his head. “I have mutated abilities, which are different from yours.”
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