153, hero, non-existent
He hung up the phone so neatly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Didi!"
Wu Tian's mobile phone vibrated again almost at the same time as it hung up.
Caller: She.
Pinching the phone and frowning for a few seconds, Wu Tian slid the button on the phone's touch screen to the red end - hang up.
"Didi!Buzz~"
Caller: She.
"Are you okay?!" Wu Tian connected, and his tone was very impulsive.
"Wu Tian, you dare to hang up on me?!" The woman on the other end of the phone sounded like she was gritting her teeth.
Wu Tian rolled his eyes, "Why don't I dare? How long have we been fighting, and you are still your leader?"
There was silence on the other end of the phone, but I could hear the sound of heavy, rapid breathing, and I thought it was very emotional. Wu Tian could even imagine that the woman on the other end of the communication signal was rubbing her hair angrily at this time, staring at her eyes and biting her lip, as if she wanted to bite someone.
āā¦ā¦ I repeat, I'm pregnant!" the other end of the line took a deep breath and said one by one.
Wu Tian walked out of the bathroom, pulled over a chair and sat down, he said weakly: "Eldest sister, we are also old acquaintances, do you think I will take over for you? Are you crazy? Which eye can see that I look like a generation of righteous and brave knights?"
"Wu Tian, you're a weird!" the woman was very excited and scolded directly.
"Of course you're not surprised, after all, you've been broken up for a few months, and you've been killed by carelessness, and then you think about the women who find repeat customers, there are still quite a lot of women in these years. Wu Tian was also said to be annoyed, or that he had been annoyed since the first phone call.
"I'm grass your ancestor! Wu Tian, you're crazy about writing your broken novels, aren't you? We broke up 33 days ago! A few months...... I'll be paralyzed for a few months!" the woman on the other end of the phone scolded in complete disregard of her image, and at the same time she could hear the sound of smashing things, the voice was relatively soft and dull, it should be something like a pillow at hand.
It's only been 33 days? Wu Tian was really stunned.
"You move a little smaller, the abortion is not like you, you have to have an abortion if you want to have an abortion. ā
Habitually disagreeing with defeat and bickering, Wu Tian pulled a chair and sat back in front of the computer, turned off the unfinished manuscript page of the latest chapter of "Dragon Ball: Wutian Grandmaster", and accidentally didn't save it, and said "grass!" in his mouth, he just remembered, just look at the date, what is he doing with the document? Click on the time and date in the lower right corner, and sure enough, it has only been a month since the day of the breakup.
āā¦ā¦ You're still so cheap! I named your son Wu Qiwei, do you believe it or not?!" Wu Tian was stunned in front of the computer for a long time, and the sound of the mobile phone in his ears gradually returned to his head. He seemed to suddenly wake up and blurted out, "You're not going to fall?"
"I'm my meat!" the woman was a little hysterical, and the swear words came as soon as she opened her mouth.
Wu Tian instinctively wanted to ridicule "Eldest sister is civilized, is this how prenatal education is done", but in the end he could only be silent.
He was very irritable, opened the browser, clicked on the page of "Dragon Ball: Wutian Grandmaster", and the results were as dismal as ever, and no one cared about him.
The woman on the other end of the phone seemed to guess what he was doing, and after hysteria, she began to sob, hoarse and begged: "Wu Tian, Ah Tian, stop dreaming of your great writer......, okay? Our child can't be just me, he still needs you!"
Wu Tian opened his mouth, but he was still speechless after all.
In front of him, a page of fiction was displayed on a computer screen. Suddenly, a trace of doubt drifted through Wu Tian's heart. He clicked on the content of the novel and began to read it chapter by chapter, only to feel that the content in it seemed that he had never seen it before, but it was as if he had experienced it himself, and there was a feeling of time and space disorder. By the time he read a part and returned to the book's detail page, he was already sweating profusely, and his eyes suddenly widened.
"When did my book hit the shelves?When did the data get so good??!," he blurted out, suspecting that something was wrong with his eyes, and the world seemed to have changed suddenly.
He apprehensively opened the latest VIP chapter, and saw that the protagonist Wu Tian got on the Saiyan spaceship of the sixth universe, and after some things, he returned to his own lounge to practice, and in the flight in the universe, a long time passed by in one stroke......
ā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦
Wu Tian slowly opened his eyes.
"Is it a dream?, or is it a fantasy?" he muttered to himself.
Glancing out of the porthole, the dark and cold space has been silent for hundreds of millions of years.
Everything just now, he seemed to have really returned to the past, the scene when he was still an ordinary earth youth, and returned to the time when he was still called "Wu Tian", not "Uchiha Wutian" or "Martial Immortal Wutian".
However, at that time before, did Ah Wei talk about her pregnancy? Wu Tian was slightly puzzled.
These memories were too long for him to recall anymore, or he was exhausted and unable to recall them. The ninja experience in the second life, for him, destroyed a lot of things in his body and heart. Many things in the first life were buried or buried by him one by one during those bloody and dark days.
"Knock knock!"
The sound of knocking on the door came, followed by Lan Zizhu's loud voice: "Wutian, it's almost time to reach the mission planet, do you want to prepare?" He always forgot to ring the doorbell, or was notified by the loudspeaker in the Wutian lounge in the command room, so he liked to go to the door and knock on the door.
"No need, let's land normally. Wu Tian put down his legs and said after sitting cross-legged in the air.
"Oh, that's fine!" Landzju quickly left.
Wu Tian was alone in the room, stunned for a long time, and suddenly his expression moved, and he began to practice the Martial God Fist.
One punch, another punch. The Martial God Fist was used in his hands, and it was not the same as in the hands of Sun Wukong, Klin, Tianjin Fan and others. Each punch was extremely heavy, as if it carried everything in the entire space in the path of the fist. Each punch of the Martial God Fist is taken out individually, and it can be said that it surpasses all the super martial arts of Martial Immortal Qigong, Turtle School Qigong, Dongdong Bo and so on.
At the same time as punching.
Between Wu Tian's mouth and nose was a very light white mist, the mist gathered but did not disperse, and it was constantly inhaled into Wu Tian's stomach with a rhythm similar to breathing, but in fact, no actual substance was spit out by him. The white mist was the natural vitality that gathered with his breath. Because it is in a cosmic environment, the concentration is very low.
Relying on the natural vitality ingested by the breathing method, the refining method of the Martial God Fist, along with the forty-nine Martial God Fist practiced by Wu Tian, was tempered into its own vitality little by little, as if a river returned to the sea, and was integrated into the foundation of Wu Tian's majestic and bottomless skills.
"The theory of the practice of this breathing method can be regarded as having a foundation, and it can be said that it has been preliminarily completed. Wu Tian knew it in his heart, but he was not satisfied with it, "But it is a very ordinary level, and it does not match the subtlety of the Martial God Fist at all." Well, it seems that you still need to go to the Roar planet in the sixth universe to see why the Roar Clan in this universe can be recorded in the dodecahedron by the dragon. ā
Although with the talent of the Martial Heaven Yuan Qi True God, if you want to rely on your own strength to deduce the exquisite breathing method worthy of the Martial God Fist, it is completely possible. But Wu Tian had a little guess about the distant ancestor of the Song Roar Clan, and he was going to go through it after all, so he was not in a hurry to deduce a more clever breathing method.
"The ship has thirteen minutes to land on the target planet......"
"The ship has thirteen minutes to land on the target planet......"
There is an electronic sound alert in the room.
Wu Tian slowly closed his eyes, and in his perception, very close to the front of the spaceship he was in, a "Yuan Qi Ball" was flying closer and closer to them...... He opened his eyes, felt out the "dirty stone" that he had been carrying with him all along, squinted his eyes and thought for a while, the corners of his mouth showed a smile that seemed to mock and seemed to have no emotion, and put the stone away again.