Quiet has been practicing the sun-shooting technique recently, and although she has made great progress, she has never been able to comprehend the true meaning of the sun-shooting technique, so as to be promoted to the epic level.

Originally, with her talent, it should not be difficult to be promoted to the epic level, but because of the hidden illness of her body, she has never been able to perceive the true mystery of the sun-shooting technique.

Quiet is not afraid of hardship, and every time she cultivates the sun-shooting technique, she can endure the inhuman pain of an old disease.

But comprehending this kind of thing is not something that can be solved by enduring hardships, and those who are not talented enough, even if they practice for ten years, may not be able to achieve the epiphany that some people have overnight.

Quiet, talented, perceptive and diligent enough, she can be said to be a rare genius in the world, but her body is not suitable for practicing the sun, making her feel like she is separated by something, and she has never been able to comprehend the true meaning of the sun.

After failing to comprehend again, she shrank quietly and painfully in a corner of the room, every time she practiced the Sun Shooting Technique, she needed to endure such pain.

The phone rang, and Quiet barely stood up, walked to the table, picked up the phone and connected the call.

"My little Jingjing, I haven't seen you for a long time, my mother wants to have a meal with you, are you free tonight?"

"Today's ......" Jing Jing has just practiced the technique of shooting the sun, and the pain in her body has not disappeared so quickly, and now she really doesn't want to move a step.

"Mom only has you and Tianzuo, Tianzuo is busy with military affairs, I haven't seen him for many days, you go to school and live in school, every day the house is empty and I am alone, lonely......" Ouyang Lan said and said, feeling like she was about to cry, she was sad to listen to and smell tears.

"I know, I'll go back in the evening. Quiet said helplessly.

Ouyang Lan immediately turned cloudy and sunny, and said happily: "Then I'll wait for you at the Michael Restaurant, by the way, remember to call Xiaowen and ask him to have a meal with me, I haven't seen him for a long time, I asked Ah Sheng to pick you up at the gate of the academy." ”

"You won't ...... yourself" Before the quiet words were finished, a beeping sound came from the receiver of the mobile phone, and Ouyang Lan had already hung up the call.

Quiet frowned slightly, although when she took the initiative to let Zhou Wen go to the holy land instead of her, she had already put down the matter of the quota, but even so, she was still unwilling to face Zhou Wen, and when she saw Zhou Wen, there was always a pimple in her heart.

She always felt that if it wasn't for her own physical problems, she was the most suitable candidate.

I didn't want to call Zhou Wen, but Ouyang Lan had already said it, he hesitated quietly, washed and changed his clothes, and walked out of his small building to Zhou Wen's small building.

rang the doorbell, but after waiting for a while, he didn't see Zhou Wen come out.

"It's not that I don't scream, it's that he's not there. Silence pressed three times, but there was no response, so he turned around and prepared to leave.

Boom!

At this moment, Jing Jing suddenly heard something that seemed to come from Zhou Wen's small building, and it sounded as if something was wrong, as if something had been broken.

"Nothing will happen, right?" quietly glanced at Zhou Wen's small building, but thought about it: "If something happens to him, what does it have to do with me." ”

turned around and walked a few steps, and when he was about to return to his yard, Jing Jing turned around and walked to the gate of Zhou Wen's small building, rang the doorbell again, and muttered to himself while ringing the doorbell, as if convincing himself: "He lives next door to me, just a wall, in case something happens to him, how to do it, I must figure things out." ”

But after pressing the doorbell a few times, there was still no response, and the sound of things breaking came from the small building again.

Jing Jing looked up and saw that the balcony glass door on the second floor of Zhou Wen was not locked, so he jumped up directly, landed on the balcony, pushed the balcony door open and walked in.

"Zhou Wen, what are you doing?" said quietly as he walked inside.

No one answered her, and then there was another bang, and this time it was clear that the sound came from the practice room.

"There is a soundproof design in the practice room, even if it is a sandbag for boxing, there will be no such sound coming out, what is he doing? There can't really be an accident, right?" Jing Jing thought in his heart, looked around again, and suddenly saw that a floor was burned and twisted, as if it had melted and solidified, and he suddenly felt a little bad in his heart, and felt that something should indeed be wrong.

Quiet naturally didn't know that the floor was burned when Zhou Wen summoned the goldfish, and thought that Zhou Wen was attacked.

"It can't be the Federal Inspection Bureau's attack on him, right?" Quietly walked quickly to the practice room and pushed the door, which was locked and could not be moved.

Quietly knocked on the door a few times, and called Zhou Wen's name a few times, but no one answered, and he was even more sure that Zhou Wen had an accident.

No longer hesitating, he summoned a sword, directly cut off the steel door of the practice room, and rushed into the practice room.

The scene I saw at the entrance made Quiet slightly stunned.

There was no picture in the practice room as she had imagined, no one from the Supervision Bureau, no traces of a fight, and nothing broken.

The only thing that can be seen is that Zhou Wen's whole person is suspended in the air, and his entire body seems to be emitting light and heat, like a round of sun.

Although the light was a little harsh, it did not hurt, and although the temperature made people feel hot, it was not unbearable, but it felt comfortable, as if it was basking in the sun.

"He's condensing his life soul......" stared at Zhou Wen quietly, his pupils shrinking slightly.

When she defeated Zhou Wen in one move before, Zhou Wen was still just a mortal fetus who did not enter the stream, and it was only less than a year, and Zhou Wen was already about to condense his life soul to advance to the epic level, such a speed was too fast, so fast that he was a little jealous.

"If it weren't for the fact that I had an old illness, I would have been promoted to the epic level a long time ago, if it weren't for the fact that I couldn't go to the Holy Land, the Sun God bloodline on his body would have belonged to me. Quietly looked at Zhou Wen and thought to himself.

But soon, Jing Jing found that something was wrong with Zhou Wen's situation.

Zhou Wen's power seems to be the result of the sun-shooting technique fitting the bloodline of the sun god, but if you look closely, you will find that this is not the case, it seems to be a little different.

"What's the matter? Didn't he practice the Sun Shooting Technique? So what did he practice? How could he get the Sun God Bloodline?" Quiet's heart was full of doubts, staring at Zhou Wen who was condensing his soul carefully.

Bang!

Quiet heard the voice again, and now she found that the voice came from Zhou Wen's body, the position of his chest, and the sound seemed to be his heartbeat.