"Take someone else's exercises? What do you mean? Wang Ai didn't understand the specific meaning of this seizure of color, "Is it the same as the seizure of the soul?" Wang Ai subconsciously thought of this question that had plagued him countless days and nights before. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"It's the same nature as the soul snatcher, but the consequences are much more serious than the soul snatching, because once the seizure of the black martial qi begins, it is destined that one of the two sides will be completely defeated by the stronger side, and the defeated side will become an accessory of the victor, and must completely obey the orders of the victor, otherwise the black martial qi in the body will return to torment his body every moment, and the pain will not be unbearable, it can be said that this pain should not be inferior to the pain given to us by the spiritual tropics." When Wang Zhixiong said meaningfully about Lingren, he suddenly reacted, and hurriedly changed his words and said: "Oh no, it's no less painful than Lingluo for people like me, not including you." ”

Wang Ai looked at Wang Zhixiong and smiled bitterly, his expression was quite helpless. "Then the internal class structure of the black organization should be very clear, the strong is the boss, and the weak have to obey the strong. In that case, who is the leader of their organization? Wang Ai asked curiously, "What about his strength?" ”

"I used to be curious about this question when I was young, but for so long, none of us have been able to figure out who is the strongest in cultivating the Black Martial Qi Technique." Wang Zhixiong shook his head a little ashamedly and said, like a child has done something wrong.

"Why, isn't this supposed to be easy?" Wang Ai didn't quite understand what Wang Zhixiong said, and kept asking questions.

"You'll know that then, it's meaningless to say too much now for your current situation, we should focus on Asker now, shouldn't we?" Wang Zhixiong skillfully changed the conversation and brought the topic just now. "How's your ball spirit, alright?" Wang Zhixiong didn't wait for Wang Ai to speak, and asked closely.

"Oh, Xiaofei and I are very good... Wang Ai accidentally said that the ball spirit was directly called Xiao Fei, and hurriedly continued: "Xiao Fei is the name I gave him, so it sounds like a close relative, what do you say Coach?" ”

"Stupid, he must know that you have reached the level of spiritual transformation now, don't hide it anymore, it will be even more ugly if you continue like this!" Xiao Fei finally said the first sentence of the day in Wang Ai's mind, so his voice sounded so strong and powerful to Wang Ai. "Okay, then I'll tell you the truth." Wang Ai responded to Xiaofei.

"Well, that's good." Wang Zhixiong said when Wang Ai was talking to Xiaofei that he could indeed guess what Wang Ai's current level was about, and he knew why Wang Ai didn't want to tell him the answer to this question. Wang Zhixiong didn't blame Wang Ai for keeping his secret so much, on the contrary, he felt that this was a good thing, indicating that Wang Ai's defensive heart had slowly grown. Originally, after listening to Xiaofei's words, Wang Ai planned to explain his current situation to Wang Zhixiong, but when he heard Wang Zhixiong say that it would be good, he took back the words that came to his lips. Wang Ai knew what Wang Zhixiong meant by this, he knew that Wang Zhixiong had always trusted and helped him, Wang Zhixiong said this just to tell Wang Ai that he still trusted Wang Ai as before, so that Wang Ai could play well without distractions in the next game.

Wang Ai originally planned to tell Wang Zhixiong everything about his current situation, but after hearing Wang Zhixiong only say this, he dispelled this idea. Wang Ai gently took the stack of papers from Wang Zhixiong's leg, "They all went to training?" Wang Ai started reading from the first page.

"Yes, after winning the first game, their confidence is even greater, and their enthusiasm for training is higher, and they can't stop it every day, especially Guo Jingqi, who is almost soaked in the stadium all day, like an iron man." Wang Zhixiong got up, brushed the confetti on his legs, and walked to the window, "No matter what you say in the next game, I think you can hand over some of the burden to them more assured, after all, basketball is not a one-person game, do you know what I mean?" Wang Zhixiong looked at a stain on the window, sighed and wiped it off with his hands.

Wang Ai was concentrating on reading Asker's information, but after hearing a few words from Wang Zhixiong, suddenly you thought of those two notes, "Be careful of ghosts around you", Wang Ai said silently in his heart. "I can sense that the coach's mood is still very calm, there should be no lying or anything, you don't have to be suspicious that everyone can be so suspicious, it's a big taboo." Xiao Fei sensed Wang Ai's mental activity and hurriedly reminded him.

"Well, I know, I'm planning to give them the ball more in tomorrow's game, so I'm relieved to see them working so hard." Wang Ai hesitated for a moment and said.

"That's good, you can take the information to your room and look at it, I didn't sleep well last night, and now I'm a little sleepy." Wang Zhixiong yawned and said. Wang Ai knew that Wang Zhixiong might not have slept all night last night, and patronized to sort out these materials, because Wang Ai saw that on this very thick pile of materials, Wang Zhixiong used a marker pen to make key points and explanations on each page, just like a notebook of a scholar, densely packed with a large piece.

"Well, then you can rest first, and I'll go back and study it well." Wang Ai stood up and looked at Wang Zhixiong's back, and thought of the vague figure that he could dream of every time he dreamed before, and it felt very similar.

Back in the room, Lin Xueyu was cleaning up the house, and when she saw Wang Ai coming back, she said with a smile: "I came back so soon, didn't the coach tell you anything?" "Oh, I didn't say anything, but I wasn't given so much information." Wang Ai took the pile of paper in his hand to Lin Xueyu and showed it, "You seem to be the first time you care about what the coach is doing with me, do you suspect that I have some ulterior secrets with the coach?" Wang Ai looked at Lin Xueyu and said with a wicked smile.

"yes, I sometimes really suspect that you were bent by the coach." Lin Xueyu also responded to Wang Ai with a bad smile.

"If I get bent, who made you 。。。。。。 last night" Wang Ai didn't say any more, put the information in his hand on the table and walked over to Lin Xueyu.

"Oh, you're disgusted, it's early in the morning, don't." Before Lin Xueyu finished speaking, she was blocked by Wang Ai, hugged Lin Xueyu, and kissed her for a minute before letting go.

"The experts said that the morning is the best time to snap, come on." Saying that, Wang Ai pushed Lin Xueyu onto the bed.

The spring cold bathes in Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water is slippery and creamy. The waiter helped up the delicate and weak, and it was the time of the new inheritance.

The cloud sideburns and flowers are shaking, and the hibiscus tent is warm for the spring night. The spring night is bitter and short, and the day is high, and the king does not rise early from then on. (To be continued.) )