Well?

Qingyun Mountain's trip is of great significance, especially what Old Man Gu said, maybe it is an opportunity to find out the truth.

It's just that, according to him, you still need to make more preparations.

And!

Now there is one thing that I have to do.

My predecessor has always regarded Liu Xiaomei as his own sister, and he never wants to see her hurt.

Her matter, if there is no clear explanation, will also become a hidden danger in my inner demon nightmare, and it will be useless to cultivate the Great Dao Exercises.

And the two violent incidents I encountered today have filled my mind with the shadow of Liu Xiaomei.

It simply doesn't linger.

What a lovely girl!

When I laugh, my eyes are like crooked crescent moons.

What a kind girl!

When others see beggars, they all walk around, lest they avoid them, but you, but you smile gently, not only do not dodge, but give the buns you are reluctant to eat to the other party to eat.

What a smart girl!

In your class, you have never fallen out of the top three, and you have always been considered a seedling of a key high school, and you will definitely be admitted to a good university in the future.

But!

You're nowhere to be seen now!

Missing!

Little sister, my good sister, where are you now?

Do you still remember when you were a child, there was a little brother who always took you to stick, catch loaches, catch grasshoppers, pick mushrooms and dig birds' nests?

Huang Tian shook his head with a wry smile, and then nodded slightly.

So!

Whatever it is!

I'm going to do something!

Well?

Huang Tian suddenly frowned and looked down at his left abdomen.

The blood had soaked through the thick gauze, and bursts of hot pain hit all over the body.

Damn!

I showed mercy to that big bald man, but in exchange for it, it was the other party's killer hand.

Swish!

Huang Tian flipped his left hand, and there was an extra gun in his hand.

Box Cannon!

The weapons produced seventy or eighty years ago were so well preserved, and even the bullets were products of that era, so I didn't expect them to be usable.

It's incredible.

Even if these weapons are all coated with butter and preserved to isolate the external oxygen attack, it is difficult to prevent the invasion of residual gases inside, unless the storage work is completed in a vacuum environment.

But!

At that time, can this be done?

Huang Tian frowned and looked at the wound again.

Fortunately, the bullet passed through the body and did not seriously damage the internal organs, otherwise, it would have been troublesome.

Syllable!

Huang Tian lit another cigarette and took a deep breath.

In the midst of the smoke, his eyes suddenly lit up and he sat up.

Since there is something in my heart that I can't sleep, why don't I practice the "Body Quenching Technique" and see what is the difference between practicing this technique on the earth?

He immediately extinguished the cigarette butt and immediately sat down on the bed.

If someone happened to observe closely, they would be surprised to find that there seemed to be a faint gas on the surface of Huang Tian's body.

At first glance, you will be mistaken for smoke.

But after a little time, it will suddenly dawn on you that the smoke cannot always stick to your body and not move.

Originally!

What looked like smoke at first glance was simply a mist of water slowly rising from his body.

The reason for this phenomenon is simple.

Naturally, it is a mixture of hot and cold, and the water is full of mist.

Even the sheets and mattresses were taken aside, and they became wet.

His body temperature continued to rise, and even began to emit a faint purplish red, as if it was about to burn.

However, the most bizarre phenomenon is not this.

It's the sound!

Cracking sound!

Under his skin, it was like a stuffed bean that was stir-fried in a hot pan, crackling into a piece.

And it's constantly jumping upwards.

Whew!

The only small pants that Huang Tian was still wearing suddenly turned into flying ashes, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Now it's even more interesting.

Now he looks like a porcupine, covered in ever-changing spikes.

At the same time, his face was extremely hideous, and his strangely shaped mouth was still emitting a strange scream.

Call!

Huang Tian finally snorted and stopped cultivating.

The whole person is like a balloon that has been deflated, and it has shrunk a lot at once.

In particular, his small belly, which was a little bulging, disappeared, and a few abdominal muscles were faintly exposed.

Nima!

If you put a little effort into it, you can actually see six pieces.

Wrong!

Eight pieces!

Well?

Huang Tian's eyes narrowed and looked at his left abdomen.

Thick gauze and tape, I don't know where I'm going.

Wounds?!

Hey?

Is this a wound through which a bullet has passed?

Swish!

Huang Tian turned his head to look down.

Exactly the same.

The wound from the bullet in the lower left side of his back was only a shallow scar.

When I touched it with my hand, I couldn't even feel the bulge.

Syllable!

Huang Tian lit a cigarette and took a hard puff.

There was a faint hint of excitement in his eyes.

The next moment, he simply lay down on his back on the bed.

Suddenly, his left hand moved, and his five fingers, like ghost claws, suddenly grew by 10 centimeters.

He raised his left hand to look at it, and swiped it in the air a few more times, and immediately returned to its original state.

Subsequently!

He smiled, and the more he smiled, the better he looked, and the more he laughed, the more coquettish he became.

At first, it looked a little bit like Huang Tian himself.

But!

In the blink of an eye, he became similar to Gu Pan with three points, and slowly became five points, and in the end, he was almost like Gu Pan with seven points.

Further back.

He coughed lightly, shook his head slightly, and his facial skin suddenly moved, and then little by little new changes began to occur.

Yang Mingming!

After the change, his face turned out to be a little similar to Yang Mingming, the colonel of Yangcheng No. 3 Middle School.

At the same time, the skin of his chest and the Yellow River Delta also began to undergo wonderful changes.

Swish!

The man lying flat on the bed stood up suddenly, and then writhed for a while.

Nima!

This is simply a Yang colonel flower who is not an inch, okay?

It's just that!

This school flower seems to be a little more coquettish, charming and seductive than the original figure, full of fatal attraction and lethality.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

La-la-la!

After a period of crazy swaying and large-scale movements of "Yang Mingming", suddenly Zhou's body trembled up and down, and in a blink of an eye, he became the image of another girl.

Liu Xiaomei!

My cousin!

Swish!

The graceful girl's face darkened, and she turned into herself again.

Syllable!

Huang Tian lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and then looked up to the sky and sighed.

Unexpected!

The "Body Quenching Technique", which re-cultivated and lifted the seal on Earth, did not encounter any resistance or obstacles.

It was a bit unexpected.

The synergistic effect of the mutual promotion between the quenching technique and the small transfiguration technique is even more complementary and wonderful.

No doubt!

If I deform again, it will be natural and natural, and I will no longer be like before, always worrying about where the flaws will be exposed.

It's just that the physical consumption caused by this deformation has obviously increased a few points, and if you want to last, unless you take the body quenching technique to a higher level.