"Hmm" Yan Yang only felt a pain in his brain, and quickly opened his eyes, he looked at the hazy scene around him, and thought: Is this the legendary Netherworld, but why is it like this? Hell is not black, right? And why didn't the black and white impermanence appear? Was it because they had just died, and they hadn't arrived yet? This was obviously impossible, and the king of Hades would deduct their wages. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Isn't he dead yet, but the picture of the battle just now is still vivid, and he used all his strength to detonate the grenade on his body, and died with the enemy. Is this all a dream? That's too real! Since I'm not dead, let's see where this is. Yan Yang was just about to stand up, when he suddenly heard a cry of pain.

"Madam, what's wrong with you?" Yan Yang heard someone talking, but he didn't see anyone, but with his years of experience, he knew that the person who spoke should be a man in his twenties and thirties.

"It's fine, it's just that he's naughty again. Another female voice about the same age replied.

The hazy environment, coupled with the conversation between the two, Yan Yang was basically sure that he was still alive, but he was in his mother's womb, although he was very glad that he was still alive, but he was very depressed at the thought of staying here for ten months, maintaining this posture every day, and not even stretching his waist.

What he is most afraid of is boredom, and he likes excitement the most, otherwise he wouldn't be a killer. In this case, Yan Yang's eyes flashed, as if he had made a lot of determination. First put your hands together, chanting in your heart, then curled up your legs, put your head on your knees, and then hugged your legs with both hands, and fell into a deep sleep.

This is when Yanyang was doing the task, he accidentally picked up a stone slab, and after going back, Yanyang carefully scrubbed the slate, and found that the exercises recorded on it were about breathing. But the biggest disadvantage of this exercise is that it takes too long, and when you cultivate, you must maintain Yanyang's current posture, and you can't move it once. For someone as active as Yanyang, this exercise is simply useless to him.

Even if he is willing to calm down and practice, his competitors and his enemies will not let him get his wish. However, some of the breathing tips of this exercise are still quite useful for Yan Yang. Not only can more oxygen be inhaled in the same time, so that the time for air exchange can be greatly reduced, but also more efficient use of oxygen, so that the number of air changes can be greatly reduced. This allows him to be invincible when fighting people, and it is one of the important reasons why he can become the number one killer on the list.

In a blink of an eye, half a year has passed, and it has also been half a year since Yanyang maintained this posture. During this period, because he suddenly stopped moving, his parents were frightened to think that he had died, and later invited the attending doctor of the hospital to come and find that there was nothing abnormal, which made his parents feel relieved.

In half a year, Yanyang has cultivated to the state of Xiaocheng turtle breath, because in the mother's womb, there is no need to worry about food and safety, and the exercises are originally to imitate the state of the baby in the womb, and Yanyang is now in this state, so Yanyang can reach the state of Xiaocheng so quickly. When he opened his eyes, the scene around him remained the same, and Yan Yang stretched out his hands and feet slightly, so as not to make his mother suffer again. Although Yan Yang didn't know how long he had slept this night, Yan Yang looked at his twenty or thirty centimeter-long body, and knew that he was not long away from being born, so he gave up the idea of continuing to cultivate.

In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed, these days, Yanyang's mother has not gone out to bask in the sun, but stayed in the house all day, feeling her mother's nervousness, Yanyang is also very nervous, although the possibility of this world is the original world is very small, but Yanyang still expects that he is in the original world, where a flower and a tree, a grass and a tree, although I am tired of looking at it, but it is my hometown after all.

As for the incident that besieged him to death, Yan Yang hated those who killed him, but after all, they were all dead, and the dead were the greatest, so this matter was forgotten, what worried him was that this matter may not be those fools who came to kill themselves for the sake of ranking on the killer list, it may have been used by others, so that foreign masters can take over the domestic industry effortlessly, and those little guys who have not grown up are also destined to be strangled. The more I think about it, the worse it gets, I don't want to think about it, let's not say that this is just my own speculation, even if it's true, those old guys and people in the military in the country won't ignore it. After all, this is a family matter, and outsiders can't interfere. Thinking of this, Yan Yang couldn't help but stretch his brows.

Now it's imperative to get out first. One day, when Yan Yang was still closing his eyes and recuperating, he suddenly felt a whirlwind of the world, he opened his eyes, but he couldn't see anything, only heard a cry of pain, his eyes lit up, Yan Yang knew that he had been born, and couldn't help laughing. The crisp laughter radiates from the center of the bedroom to the surrounding areas, and everyone who hears this laughter feels very happy, and it is happy from the bottom of their hearts.

In the middle of the night, a middle-aged man walked into the bedroom at a very human speed, first looked at his wife, and then took Yanyang from the hands of the midwife and hugged him in front of his wife. "Madam, you see, this is our child. The middle-aged man said softly. The woman opened her tired eyes and looked at them, and although she didn't say anything, her eyes were full of love.

The man could see that his wife was tired, so he pulled the quilt for his wife, and then asked her to go to the kitchen to cook ginseng soup to replenish her body. After that, he put Yanyang next to his wife, and then walked out. At this time, Yan Yang opened his eyes, the reason why he wanted to fake sleep just now was because he didn't want people to see his eyes, after all, the eyes of adults and children are different. He didn't want to be a monster.

Yanyang looked around, he is now on the bed, the bed is quite big, the sheets are also very comfortable, the tent is naturally covered, there is a certain weight, but it feels as smooth as silk and effortless, in terms of the tent alone, it must be worth a lot, and then look at the screen in front, the shelf is made of mahogany, and the middle is painted with mandarin ducks, lifelike, the sunlight outside shines in, blocked by the screen, making the brightness of the room just right. Looking at the washstand next to the bed, the coffee table on the left and the cabinet on the right, they are also very valuable and carefully placed. Coupled with the large area of this house, based on what he saw above, Yanyang knew that he was born in an unusual family. Glancing at the sleeping mother beside him, Yanyang also closed his eyes and fell asleep quietly.