To describe a person as unlucky, it is almost the same as being struck by lightning when going out.

If there is anything more unfortunate than being struck by lightning, it is being struck by lightning again.

Ye Zheng is an unlucky guy who has been struck twice by lightning, but just like the one in the depths of his memory, he carefully touched his whole body, not a single part is missing, not even his clothes are torn, if it weren't for the scorched black pit under his feet silently smoking, what happened just now would definitely be regarded as an illusion by him.

At this time, a group of aunts with excellent moral character who are not afraid of death rushed over and surrounded him with nonsense.

"Sisters, there's a pit here!

"Don't talk nonsense, maybe you're dead, young man, you're still alive?"

"I don't lack arms or legs, I guess I'm just scared stupid, look at this pit on the ground, it's obvious that it has hit his crotch. ”

"Oh, that's a shame. ”

Ye Zheng stood quietly in place, he was not stupid, he also heard the beep of a bunch of machine guns around him, and even his face was a little dark.

Why don't you feel sorry when you see that I haven't been struck by lightning! Also, what are these things in front of you?!

"Bad reviews from Wu Xiaoru, good luck, this didn't kill you. ”

"Praise from Zheng Qiuxiang, make persistent efforts, there is still a chance to be struck by lightning. ”

"Bad comments from Zhang Yuyu, the young man is not handsome, and he is not worthy of my daughter. ”

"The praise from Yang Qianqian is the type that my daughter likes. ”

"Bad review from Winter Rain Lotus......"

At this time, it was like there was an invisible screen in front of him, and a large number of gray words were swiped out of thin air from right to left, almost obscuring his vision, and the shape was exactly the same as the barrage he had just crossed when he watched the video.

Ye Zheng: "???"

What the hell are these floating names and comments? Why are they so similar to the mental activities of the group of aunts in front of them, and the aunts are chattering and discussing without realizing it, as if they don't notice the extra things in front of him.

But the front foot is still thinking about thunder, why did the back foot become a blind date, I'm still a high school student, is my aunt's mind so jumpy now?!

He subconsciously reached out to touch the barrage that quickly disappeared on the left side, huh? It actually felt tactile, soft, warm, and comfortable......

With a bang, Ye Zheng covered his face, and the slap came unexpectedly.

He watched the aunt with two blushes in front of him look frightened, one hand on his chest, and the other hand raised high.

"Good praise from Sister Pomegranate, actually violated me, shame, do it again!"

"The bad review from Wu Xiaoru didn't infringe on me!"

"Bad reviews from Yang Qianqian, my daughter is really blind. ”

"Bad review from Zheng Qiuxiang ......"

Ye Zheng: "......"

He asked tentatively, "Shi, Sister Pomegranate?"

Aunt Blush glared: "Do you recognize me?"

I don't know it, you also gave me a good review!

He suddenly realized that he was surrounded by wolves and tigers, and said in a trembling voice: "I am looking up, above the moon, how many dreams are flying freely......"

The aunts were stunned for a moment, looked at the sky, the sky was clear and rainless, and tomorrow they had to dance with the group of bewitching sluts in Baihuazhou Park, so hurry up and rehearse?

Just looking at the sky, only listening to the sound of puffing, the young man in the encirclement has disappeared, leaving only a charred pit still emitting green smoke.

Ye Zheng, who was running, saw a barrage float by, and his head was suddenly full of black lines.

"Bad comments from Sister Pomegranate, this is gone, three seconds real man. ”

……

On the other side of Sioux City, the Yuxu monk looked confused.

After sending Bai Su home, he decided to go to Ye Zheng's house to take a good look at the truth hidden in the bottom of his heart by this young man, and he was entrusted by Bai Su to let Ye Zheng's awakening fail today, so he couldn't let him try the path of cultivation again, although he had already let Bai Su test Ye Zheng's qualifications, and it was not suitable to step into the cultivation realm, but after all, there are no absolutes in the world, and a phoenix may fly out of the pheasant circle.

He flew up and down the walls along the way, jumping around on the rooftops of the city with the strength of the cultivators.

In fact, he is not in a hurry, the road is not blocked when it is dark, and the car on the ground is quite fast, and it saves effort, isn't it just for the pleasure of a master.

The monk's clothes are fluttering, and there is no trace of stepping on the snow, how can he get a word!

However, this master of Sioux City slipped when he stepped on the street lamp without a trace of his own brain-replenishing move, and his golden head hit the ground and fell.

Thankfully, no one saw it......

Yu Xuan picked up a golden round object from the ground and pressed it his head, and the five golden ring scars were restored to six again.

He was still confused, what had just happened? Why had all the aura disappeared within his perceptual range?

Cultivation is not scientific, he is now practicing the range of about twenty meters, I heard that there are powerful cultivators who swallow clouds and fog when they practice, and they can swallow up the spiritual energy within a radius of more than ten kilometers, but just now the spiritual energy is gone, and it is not a situation of being swallowed by people at all!

The feeling of the aura disappearing just now is similar to the complete dissolution of the ice and snow under the scorching sun, rather than being sucked away in a certain direction, and the momentary sense of astonishment made the Yuxu monk think that he was back in the era before the revival of the aura again, and the heaven and earth were dull and lifeless.

If he saw the thunder light over Osmanthus Park at the moment when the aura disappeared, perhaps he would have connected it, but he didn't see it, and he couldn't see it.

In fact, the vast majority of people in the entire Sioux City did not see the thunder, nor did they hear the thunder, and only a small group of people who could know the truth about the disappearance of the aura were located in a small corner of Osmanthus Park, but they were all ordinary people, and when the aura disappeared, people with keen senses could only perceive the seemingly slight changes around them, but they did not know what that change represented.

The Imperial Void Monk jumped back onto the roof of the house and swooped in one direction like a madman.

Reiki vacuum, vacuum, vacuum, vacuum!

Monk Yuxu's legs were weak after a long absence, and as a cultivator who had already stepped into the ranks of Niu X with half a foot, the road of only dozens of kilometers would not be any burden on him at all, at most he could take a few breaths, he was scared......

If the aura between heaven and earth returns to a vacuum, it means that once it returns to the pre-liberation period, it will be difficult for all cultivators in the world to enter, and he is no exception.

When he ran nearly thirty kilometers in despair, he finally felt a trace of thin aura like a spring breeze, slowly replenishing towards the vacuum area of the aura in Suzhou City.

Yuxu knelt down on the spot, he couldn't help but burst into tears, thanking the Buddha, thanking Jesus, and thanking Grandma Liu who collected the entrance fee for the temple......

"Aiqing is ......"

The face of the monk Yuxu was dark at that time, and a little yellow hair in front of him was reaching out to help, and Yuxu was too excited to pay attention to others, and knelt in front of the little yellow hair.

In the evening, a monk with a golden head jumped in front of you, and then suddenly came to a very standard kneeling posture, and two tears were in his eyes, no matter how terrifying, Xiao Huangmao almost thought that he had robbed the monk's wife, but looking back on his life, the sword has not been unsheathed, and the matter of robbing the monk's wife is not established at all.

As the so-called evil is born to the side of the gall, in the limited life creed of Little Yellow Hair, those who are cheap and do not take advantage of are dogs.

Monk Yuxu got up with a dark face, the sound of the wooden fish in his pocket sounded at the right time, he folded his hands together, and looked at the little yellow hair with a compassionate face: "Amitabha, donor, you have a relationship with my Buddha, why don't I send you to meet him?"

Little Yellow Hair: "......"

Is it too late for him to take advantage of this cheapness, wait online, and ...... in a hurry