"That senior, who the hell is it? ”

Although his body was still a little paralyzed, Dongguo Yulong had regained a certain amount of combat effectiveness.

Seeing that Liang Ting, who was sitting next to him, had woken up, Dongguo Yulong finally asked the question he had always wanted to ask.

"Guardian of the World Line. ”

Liang Ting looked at his left arm, and there was a healing technique in the "Secret Record of the Strange Turtle".

casually released it, Liang Ting's broken arm was intact, and he couldn't tell that it had been broken at all.

And it was only at this time that the shortcomings of "The Secret Record of the Strange Turtle" that had not been exposed were exposed.

That is, the recovery technique consumes too much mental energy.

Last night, Liang Ting was awake and was rescued by Duan Geng and dragged to his seat.

From beginning to end, Duan Geng didn't say anything to him.

Seeing that the other party had no intention of treating him, Liang Ting could only rescue himself.

Divine healing.

According to the release method recorded in the "Secret Record of the Strange Turtle", Liang Ting performed a divine healing technique on his left arm.

The effect was very good, under Duan Geng's expressionless eyes, Liang Ting could clearly feel that his arm was slowly recovering.

The feeling of pain slowly subsided.

However, along with the feeling of pain, there was also his spirit......

A few seconds later, Liang Ting's head tilted and he fell asleep in his seat.

In his sleep, the healing effect continued, so when Liang woke up, his left arm had fully recovered.

With his awakening, Dongguo Yulong's problems also came over.

Based on what I saw and heard last night, there is no doubt that the force where that person belongs is an organization of supernatural beings called the "Guardians of the World Line".

Therefore, according to his own experience and brain supplement, Liang Ting began to group things with Dongguo Yulong for the night.

"Unlike a martial artist in the Spirit Martial Realm like you, that person is a master of the Psychic Realm, and they seem to have some information about the future. ”

Thinking about Duan Geng's performance last night, Liang Ting felt that he knew more and more things.

"For some reason, I can't tell you exactly what's going on in the future, but there's one thing I can tell you. ”

Of course, I can't tell you about "Writing the Paper", but I can still talk to you about things outside of that book.

Liang listened slowly to organize the language and began to weave his own lies.

"I, Liang Xin, am at the center of the storm. ”

Pointing to himself, Liang Ting offered his nickname again, which was the name that the author of the street had miswritten.

"Walking with me, like the danger of last night, always comes unexpectedly, and ......"

Liang Ting closed his eyes, and the cigarette with a little spark in his eyes appeared in his mind again.

"Next time...... There won't necessarily be a Guardian of this world line to save us. ”

"Then why did he come to save us? Let's ...... with him."

As soon as Dongguo Yulong wanted to say that he had never known that person in his life, he remembered a few unexpected encounters before.

On the day he broke through, the master followed Liang Xin's side.

On the day I met Liang Xin in Haidilao, the master was also opposite Liang Xin.

And this time, when I was in the waiting hall, the master was also ......

Think about it carefully, that person is always next to Liang Xin's seniors, can it be ......

"Is he your guardian?"

Thinking of this possibility, Dongguo Yulong directly pointed it out.

However, Liang Ting just shook his head and did not admit it.

"Yes or no, it doesn't really make a difference. In life, you really have to rely on your own ......"

Sighing, Liang Ting turned on his mobile phone and continued to watch his "Secret Record" he filmed.

"If we are strong enough, then no matter how strong the enemy is, we have the power to protect ourselves. ”

After whispering, Liang Ting stopped talking.

When Dongguo Yulong saw Liang Ting's appearance, he knew that he was also stimulated this time, so Dongguo Yulong stopped talking, closed his eyes, and began to cultivate.

Liang Ting, who was fiddling with his mobile phone, suddenly noticed that there was a message push above the mobile phone.

Pulling down the notification bar, Liang Ting saw clearly what this push was.

Writing Down, 23:17.

"Is it ahead of schedule?"

Confused, Liang Ting opened the novel.

Then, the shock in his heart grew......

A terrifying thought arose in his heart, and that was ......

He never imagined a possibility.

"Dongguo, why did you go to that building on the day you and I first met. ”

Turning off the phone, Liang Ting's face returned to normal, and he asked calmly.

It's just that his clenched left hand shows that he is not calm now.

....................................

"Mr. Yun, are you here?"

The boss of the trio also walked to the junction of the fifteen and sixteen carriages.

As soon as he took out his cigarette, he saw Yun Guangji who had finished handling the matter and was smoking there again.

"Is that you?"

Yun Guangji threw the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground and crushed it with his foot.

"Smoking?"

The boss nodded, took out a cigarette from his cigarette case and handed it to Yun Guangji.

glanced meaningfully at the cigarette in the boss's hand, and the corners of Yun Guangji's mouth were slightly raised.

"Thank you. ”

After taking the cigarette, Yun Guangji took out a lighter and lit it himself, and the boss embarrassedly borrowed a fire from Yun Guangji.

"Specifically coming to me?"

Yun Guangji took a deep puff of cigarette, and the smoke poured in from his throat, into his lungs, and after a circle, it poured out of his lungs, passed through his throat, and spit out from his mouth.

The smoke was filled, and the face of the clouds was uncertain.

The boss's smoking action paused.

After a while, the boss suddenly laughed.

"Mr. Yun is really not an ordinary person, and he can see the intention at a glance. ”

Shaking his head, the boss leaned against the wall of the carriage on the other side, a wry smile on his face.

"To put it bluntly, there's no need to play any off-strings with me, I'm too lazy to guess, and I don't want to guess. ”

Yun Guangji glanced at the boss on the other side, and a few traces of disdain flashed in his eyes.

"I'm here this time mainly to suppress the five ghosts. ”

The boss took a puff on his cigarette and said slowly.

"The five ghosts of Su Ling were called by me this time, Mr. Yun, you have already obtained the birth spirit jade, so we naturally won't rob you. ”

There was a hint of melancholy in the boss's words.

"They are unlucky this time, they have become cannon fodder, they have more or less murder cases on their hands, if they are really sentenced, it is estimated that the rest of their lives will be over......"

Looking at Yun Guangji, the boss's eyes showed a little unbearable.

"Mr. Yun, you are a big man, say hello and let those people go, is it okay?"

The boss's words are very real and very suitable for his personality.

Yun Guangji looked at the boss and pondered for a long time.

"I did get the Birth Spirit Jade. ”

Yun Guangji said slowly, his eyes on the boss's face, his hands constantly moving.

"But...... That birth spirit jade is fake. ”

Yun Guangji took a step forward, approaching the boss, his eyes narrowed slightly, looking the boss up and down.

"You know what, right?"

"Poof...... Bang ......"

The boss's body slammed into the door.

Just now, Yun Guangji suddenly made a move, he couldn't dodge, so he could only block strongly, but he underestimated Yun Guangji's strength.

Just once, he couldn't resist.

Blood slowly flowed down the corners of his mouth, and the boss reached out to wipe the corners of his mouth, and his hands were full of blood.

"Mr. Yun, you have found the wrong person. ”

The boss said with some difficulty, although he unloaded most of his strength from the punch just now, he was still not lightly injured.

"The strength is okay, your Boss Deng's strength is not simply seven ranks!"

Yun Guangji looked at the boss with a smile, and the corners of the boss's mouth twitched.

"I broke through by luck some time ago, and now I am at the peak of the seventh stage, but compared to Mr. Yun, I am still weak. ”

The boss smiled wryly and wiped the blood on his hands with the clothes inside.

"I'll help you deal with the matter of the five ghosts. ”

Yun Guangji glanced at the boss meaningfully, and his face was full of murderous intent.

"But...... Our business is not something that you, an outsider, can dictate. ”

With a rub of his fingers, the cigarette between Yun Guangji's fingers turned into a cloud of tobacco.

"You're in luck this time!"

Yun Guangji smiled and left the junction of the fifteen and sixteen carriages.

Looking at Yun Guangji's departing figure, the boss turned around and took a deep puff of his cigarette.

The pungent taste made him cough out, who had just been injured.

More and more blood came out of his mouth, but ...... There was a smile on his face.

"Ahem......"

Embellishment of blood, the boss's appearance is a little evil.

....................................

There don't seem to be many normal people in this car.

[Who is a normal person who will take this kind of car at this time. 】

That's right!【】Big guy, why are we taking this car?

【......】

Looking at the silent [] big guy, the author of the street hit the street operated the mobile phone and looked at the content displayed on the mobile phone.

"You say, how about we let Duan Geng sign a contract on the street?"

[Signed? Just him? Do you have a wit in your head?]

The author of Fighting the Street took a look at his "Fighting Street Duan Geng's Training Guide", and there were only 3 clicks, all of which he clicked out by himself day by day.

The collection is one, and it is also himself.

Now he kind of understands how difficult it is for Duan Geng to hit the street.

Therefore, the signing of the contract was also put on his agenda.

"I think he needs some motivation now. It's always a little black house this kind of intimidation, although effective, but ......"

The author sighed and remembered the previous chapters that were as plain as water.

"There's no passion at all! we're ********** too."

The rest of the words all turned into incomprehensible voices.

The author of the street hit understood in an instant, and he said the forbidden word again.

[That...... I'll think about it, I'll ask *********, sign ********, *** sign ****]

"That's it!【】Big guy, we can't speak, so don't force you to speak. ”

The author opened the chat software and began to study the matter of getting Duan Geng to sign the contract.

[I don't believe it, I definitely have to ******* today]

The author of the street hit the street, he thought, [] big guy, a little cute.

But he didn't dare to say it because he was afraid......

Killed by the [] boss.

PS: Happy New Year, everyone