Chapter 687 The Dark Tide is Surging (Genuine in the Starting Point Girls Network, Seeking the Starting Point Collection, Seeking the Starting Point Recommendation Vote)
"It's true that I don't know what love is, and I don't know if I will be enlightened in this life, but if I open my mind one day, that person will definitely not be handsome. As you say, my identity, it is impossible to fall in love with a pirate. ”
Le Shi looked at Andrea very seriously, and in the depths of her eyes, there was a layer of deep hidden emotions: if you love, it should be the person who is still in the outside world, waiting for you......
Andrea was stunned, she had nothing to worry about in the face of this strange thing, and said expressionlessly and concisely: "Thank you for your closing statement, I'm going back to sleep, by the way, think about the complicated life, good night!"
"Although...... But thank you, don't worry, my original intention will not change!" Le Shi put away her joking attitude and smiled, she understood that Andrea had given a kind piece of advice.
The corners of Andrea's mouth, who had turned around, curled slightly, and some words were stopped, she understood, waved her hand in a chic manner, and her figure swept neatly into the shadowy bushes.
Le Shi took a breath, entered the dantian, lifted his breath slightly, cast a broken shadow trace, and looked in the other direction, his body was like petals floating in the wind and like fine phosphorescence in the dark night, a few flashes in the trees, and swept out of this chaotic jungle.
Without the blessing of strong internal force, the speed is obviously not the same as before, every time the qi is lifted and the luck accelerates, it will always be blocked, but this is also the process of training and recovery, Le Shi constantly tries to adjust the speed and rhythm of luck in the blockage, and changes the breath with the current situation of the meridians, and soon, although the luck is not as smooth as before, but it can also run freely.
Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one in the four fields, Leshi opened and closed, let go of his hands and feet, and kept accelerating, challenging his own limits.
"It can have one-third of the speed of the past, hehe! It is really a once-in-a-century rare martial arts wizard!" Le Shixiao secretly thought proudly, although the internal strength is meager, but at least it is not a problem to escape and protect herself, she has always remembered her old lady's five-character mantra: If you can't beat it, run!
Avoiding the Eye of the Sky, he scurried through the blind spots, slowing down until he entered the grove that belonged to Secia.
Less stopped suddenly, for there was a familiar figure sitting on the boulder at the door of Sethia's hut, and two leisurely eyes were locked on her.
The owl sat on the boulder with one leg bent, one hand on the head of the jaguar that was comfortably stretched out and his head on his hanging thigh, and the other hand on the bent knee, lazily supporting his chin, pouting with an incomprehensible smile, glancing at the poem that was frozen by the accident.
A few jaguars, crawling on the ground and munching on large goat legs as lazily and slowly, raised their eyes slightly to look at Le Shi, and said hello with a low roar, and continued to enjoy their snacks, too lazy to care about the dark tide surging between the two humans in front of them.
"Owl...... Handsome, haha, good evening!" Le Shi settled down, and very "pet" consciously took the initiative to speak.
Xiao Zhi's fingers on his chin moved, tapped his cheek slightly, and made a question: "It's past the early hours of the morning, I should say good morning, what's the matter, do you have the habit of taking a walk in the early morning?"
"Well, a little bit, we practice martial arts, and we take a walk in the early morning, which helps to transport away the semester, and has the benefit of getting twice the result with half the effort, and over time we have developed this habit, haha, let Xiao Shuai smile. The more Le Shi spoke, the more justified he became, his mouth was on himself, as long as he made sense, he could talk nonsense.