The time of cultivation always passed quickly, especially since Mo Ren had been living in the cave. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Without any interference from the outside world, Mo Ren's potential was thoroughly tapped by him, and every day, every hour, and even every second he was getting stronger.

Abundant food, combined with acupuncture and medicinal baths, as well as the ability test at will, Mo Ren is like a completely dry sponge, frantically absorbing all the resources to strengthen himself, after the Tianxia Cerberus battle, the other party's burning anger completely poured into Mo Ren's heart, making his will burn like a raging fire.

In less than a month, Mo Ren took advantage of this extreme exercise method to more than double his telekinesis attributes.

As for Mo Ren's body, it was also trained by him to be as terrifying as an ancient fierce beast.

Not to mention ordinary swords, even bullets, some ordinary small-caliber bullets may not be able to break through Mo Ren's defense at the moment, and in the past month, Mo Ren has been studying and controlling himself, and he also has a deeper understanding of his body.

The above is actually nothing to Mo Ren, but there is only one thing that Mo Ren cares about.

That is the subtle transformation of his telekinetic form.

In the perspective of telekinesis, Mo Ren found that he found that the blue telekinesis like a faint mist had begun to become thick and dense, like an extremely concentrated water vapor, which would be transformed into liquid water if it was condensed casually.

"Can the form of telekinesis really change?"

Mo Ren sat cross-legged in the middle of the mountain forest, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was contemplating something.

Around him, there are countless huge or tiny round stone balls, these smooth stone balls are slowly rotating around Mo Ren like stars, and around these round stone balls, there are many smaller round stones rotating around the stone balls, each of them, whether it is spin speed or rotation speed is completely different, together to build a complex and exquisite huge structure.

"If my telekinesis reaches the liquid level, does it mean that I have reached the third energy level?"

Mo Ren slowly opened his eyes and looked up at the galaxy-like stone ball structure, and then he suddenly seemed to sense something, and turned his head to look to the side: "Huh?"

……

Turoro is in bad form.

As a young man, he ran barefoot through the low hills full of bushes and thorns.

Sharp wooden thorns mixed with equally sharp gravel, blurring the flesh of his sliced soles, the sharp pain that constantly irritated his nerves.

But that's not all.

At the same time as the soles of his feet were drenched in blood, his two arms were also covered with blood, one of which was broken into an exaggerated shape, and the elbow of the other arm revealed a terrible blood hole that was constantly dripping blood, and the joints and bones inside the blood hole were completely shattered, leaving only a thin layer of flesh and skin, so that the whole arm hung weakly there.

It made it impossible for him to use his hands to remove the stinging rattans.

But Turoro knew in his heart that if he didn't get into these sharp bushes, it wouldn't be long before he would be caught by the two guys behind him, and then not only would he lose his life, but even everyone in the village would ......

"Woo ......"

Thinking of the witch doctor's bloody appearance, thinking of his sister's screaming despair, and thinking of his relatives lying in pools of blood, a hint of determination suddenly flashed on Turoro's tear-stained young cheeks, and he gritted his teeth sharply and went straight into the bushes in front of him.

Then, something shocked him happened.

The entire bush parted to the sides without warning.

“……？”

Turoro was stunned by the spectacle, but the sound of his approaching footsteps left him too early to think about it, so he plunged headlong into the abruptly parting bushes and continued to run towards the spot pointed out by the witch doctor.

It's just that while running wildly, he also subconsciously turned his head to look behind him.

The bushes were like two gates, silently closing together again, as if they had never been separated.

“……”

Seeing this, Turoro did not stop any longer, turned his head and ran wildly towards the depths of the woods.

……

And at the same time, on the other side.

Two sturdy black men were slowly walking in the direction of the low mountain.

They wore badly worn camouflage uniforms, a pair of desert marching boots on their feet, no helmets on their heads, and two worn-out assault rifles on their backs, unlike the standard equipment of any known army.

"Hey, brother, did you say that little boy was trying to run for his life?"

A strong man with a shaved head smoked a cigarette and said to his companion next to him, "Still looking for reinforcements?"

"A bunch of monkey reinforcements?"

Another strong man sneered, "You mean he wants to find a baboon?"

"Hahaha. ”

The shaved strong man laughed a few times: "You didn't see just now, when that guy Xiusi this kid's sister, his expression was so funny, that scream really made me ......"

Speaking of this, the strong man reached out and tugged at the crotch of his pants with some excitement.

"You'd better find a place where no one is around. ”

Another strong man also laughed: "Your taste is too heavy, I don't want to see your and blood stained with your play, otherwise I can't help but destroy your baby." ”

"No problem, you just need to take care of it for me. ”

An undisguised lewd light flashed in the bald man's eyes, and he licked his chapped lips: "I won't kill him, I still want him to go back and take a good look at Xiusi's performance, hehehe......"

"Then you have to hurry up, the boss may come over later. ”

Another strong man shrugged: "I don't want to be scolded after I go back for this kind of thing." ”

"Don't worry, it won't take long this time. ”

The bald man laughed a few times, and then the two of them walked into the depths of the low mountain......

……

At the same time, the other side.

Turoro felt as if the whole jungle came alive.

The bushes were parted one by one, the vines on the ground moved silently, the bushes showed their way, the dirt automatically covered the gravel, and Turoro even felt the kindness from the jungle in a trance, which made him quickly recite the totemic beliefs of the tribe in a low voice, thanking the beast spirit of the mountain for guiding him forward.

And after Turoro drilled out a bush, the whole oppressive jungle world suddenly opened up.

Turroro saw the sight of a lifetime.

Countless huge rock balls are hung high in the sky, and they are slowly rotating in a very complicated way, describing the world's most macroscopic and microscopic natural principles, although these stone balls are so rough, but there is also a faint shocking inexplicable beauty, as if the rotation of each small stone ball, the rotation of the small stone ball around the big stone ball, the rotation of the big stone ball around the center, are all interpreting a magnificent and mysterious power in the dark.

Turoro didn't know what the orbs were describing, but he could feel the immensity that seemed to come from the dome of stars overhead, as if it weren't an array of stone balls, but an endless starry sky at night.

But what shocked Turoro the most was not the huge array of rocks.

Rather, it was a man sitting cross-legged in front of the array.

It was a tall and magnificent man, he was sitting cross-legged on the ground at the moment, his shoulders were incomparably broad, and his waist was even more straight as if he was holding up the whole heaven and earth, and at this moment his eyes were slightly closed, and all the stone balls around him were slowly rotating around him, depicting an invisible mystery, which set him off even more otherworldly.

In a trance, Turoro had the illusion that the man in front of him seemed to be at the center of the world.

The other party is like a god.

"Poof!"

Turoro thought of the previous changes in the forest, and immediately knelt directly on the ground without any hesitation, the sharp stones on the ground pierced his bare knee, piercing his skin, and the blood soaked the soil under his knees little by little, but no pain made Turoro hesitate.

Because the two arms could not be used, Turoro was like a buttonworm, kneeling on the ground in a very awkward position, while constantly kowtowing, and constantly speaking indigenous words in his mouth, begging each other with a crying voice.

After just two or three knocks, Turro's forehead was already bloody and blurred, which showed how hard he was exerted.

Tears and blood mixed with sweat dripped down the ground.

“……”

Mo Ren didn't react, he didn't even open his eyes.

Not everyone in the world likes to meddle with things, and he is not familiar with the natives themselves, as early as when he was looking for hallucinogenic plants, he had already found a bullet casing, and it was his duty to plan for a rainy day, rather than seek his own help after a crisis.

The reason why he let this little guy in was just to hear what happened.

He had been here for almost two months, and although he rarely visited the indigenous villages, he was able to memorize the way the natives talked, and in his spare time he mastered the simpler language of communication, so that he could understand what they were saying.

Originally, Mo Ren also planned that if it was other troubles, even if he helped himself, there would be no problem.

But Turoro's description disappointed Moren.

As he himself thought, it seemed that some fellows had discovered the village, and then it was a matter of searching and arresting, and the natives, who were old or occasionally disobedient, were shot and killed.

Mo Ren was not interested in this.

"Please, great spirit of Tukaru!"

Turoro kowtowed desperately on the ground, begging for Morin in an almost wailing tone.

The swirling stone balls in the sky, as well as the manifestations and changes in the jungle, had almost made Turoro mistakenly believe that Moren was the source of the totem they believed in.

It's a pity that Turro's prayer did not move Moren, but instead attracted the two strong men.

This made Turoro's body jerk.

Through the thick bushes, there was a rough English with a serious accent, and then with a laugh and scolding, there was a sound of playing with the bushes, and it was clear that the two had begun to cross the bushes.

The rustling of the bushes seemed to make Turoro reflect, and he began to kowtow to Mo Ren as if he were crazy, and pleaded in a muffled voice: "You can leave me alone, but please save my family......!" They...... They pressed on them, shot them, insulted ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Turoro suddenly found himself unable to move.

Mo Ren slowly opened his eyes.

An invisible depression began to permeate the jungle, the birds began to scream and fly away, the beasts hid in their nests and shivered, and even the air began to become more and more dull, as if everything was shrouded in this inexplicable depression.

The invisible telekinesis moved quietly, and the stone balls around Mo Ren began to fall slowly to the ground one by one.

And when all these stone balls fell to the ground, the two strong men also came out of the bushes with a curse, and directly saw Turoro kneeling in front of Mo Ren, and Mo Ren sitting cross-legged on the ground watching the two of them.

"Huh?"

Seeing Mo Ren's broad figure, the two of them were slightly nervous, but as they took a closer look, they found that the guy in front of them was a disabled person with no hands and feet.

What can a disabled person do without his left hand and foot? He even struggles to walk!

Thinking of this, the expressions of the two became hideous again.

"Hey, you little brute, I thought you ran somewhere. ”

Among them, the strong man with a shaved head didn't even pay attention to Mo Ren at all, he walked directly towards Turro, and in the depths of his eyes, that trace of obscene light was more and more revealed, with his swollen crotch, he directly stretched out his big hand and grabbed Turoro: "Go back with Lao Tzu obediently!"

The strong man's hand was only halfway stretched when his other hand grabbed his arm violently.

"Smack!"

It was a large, very powerful hand, covered with near-perfect streamlined muscles.

"Huh?" The strong black man looked at Mo Ren in surprise, he didn't seem to expect that Mo Ren would really make a move for this little native.

He tried to tug his arm, but the other party's palm didn't move like an iron tong, and even his own arm still hurt faintly, which made him a little annoyed and angry, only to see him pull off the gun on his back with one hand, and directly put it on Mo Ren's head: "Hurry up, let go of Lao Tzu, you disabled yellow-skinned monkey!"

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