What is this thing? The boy leaned down and picked up the ping-pong ball-sized object.

The luster covering its surface flickered and dimmed, and the electric current swirled around his palm like a small snake, making him feel an itch touching the epidermis.

What's going on? The boy frowned slightly, and the hand holding the ball clenched unconsciously.

In an instant, the ball slowly rose from his hand, and countless rays of light burst out from the core, slowly converging into a purple light as thick as a tree trunk in mid-air, and then sprinkled countless points of light, shining on the young man's face and body.

Bathed in a purple halo, the boy felt a sense of comfort that he had never felt before.

It felt like being in a factory full of foul air for a long time, and then suddenly entering a lush forest full of pure natural oxygen.

Gradually, the light drilled into his muscles little by little, and his whole body, like a hungry monster that had not eaten for dozens of days, frantically absorbed the light.

An unprecedented feeling of refreshment spread throughout his body, and his soul was washed in that moment.

What was even more strange to him was that the lights seemed to have some kind of affinity with him, making him feel an inexplicable sense of intimacy, like a lonely beast suddenly encountering its kind in the wilderness.

Zizizizi! There was a grinding sound, and he suddenly felt a pain in his skin, as if something was grinding his skin.

The purple light was still blooming, and the ball floating in mid-air gradually dimmed.

The pain in his skin was gone, no, not gone, but transferred to his veins.

Every vein is being torn apart by an inexplicable force, or being poured into it by something.

In other words, every one of his tendons is stretching and expanding sharply, and there is a danger of being broken and broken at any time.

Yes! The pain was so severe that he couldn't help but open his arms and raise his head to the sky and roar.

If there was a mirror in front of him, he would have been stunned by what he saw.

His whole being was wrapped in a purple halo, thinking of a man struggling in lightning.

The purple halo was like a ruthless executioner, knowing that he was about to collapse in pain, but he still desperately drilled into it.

At this time, it was the turn of the meat.

The pain was much worse than before.

In every inch of skin, it was as if a sharp blade was stirring violently.

He bit his lip and kept rolling on the ground, drops of blood coming out of his bitten lip.

I'm afraid the pain of Ling Chi's half-cut is nothing more than that, right? It hurt so much that he laughed.

Tear and pull! The clothes that are close to the body seem to be torn!

What's going on? His eyebrows were upside down, his eyes widened, and he clenched his fists and punched himself in the chest.

Syllable! The force of the rebound is extremely great, and this punch seems to hit the iron plate!

The pain in all parts of his body is slowly disappearing.

He sat down on the floor, his mouth open, and gasped heavily.

Although it was a harsh winter, his whole body was already soaked with sweat, and the few beads of sweat on his forehead were even brighter.

The round orb had lost all its luster and fell to the ground with a thud.

What's going on? The boy raised his hand and looked at the skin on his hand, which seemed to be much thicker than before.

Then, he stood up, moved his muscles and bones, and was even more surprised to find that his ligaments were much softer than before, and with a slight lift of his legs, he could make his toes higher than his head, and there was no pain in the slightest.

Don't know how the power is? The young man laughed, took a step, and rushed forward like a gust of wind.

When he was close to a pine tree, he took advantage of the forward momentum, and his body jumped up sharply, and he pulled out his side leg fiercely.

Syllable! The sound of the wood breaking was crisp in my ears, and the upper half of the tree branch that had been kicked off flew straight and straight out dozens of meters away as if it had been blown up by a typhoon.

Good boy! This strength is too strong! Looking at the pine tree that had been kicked off by the waist, he couldn't help but be amazed.

With this kick just now, he only used seven points of strength.

He had no doubt that if he used all his strength, he could kick a boulder alive, or even an adult to death.

The most incredible thing for him was that his foot didn't feel the slightest pain, or even vibration, and that kick was like a kick on a fragile piece of plastic.

Could it be that my flesh and bones have improved? His eyes rolled, and he took a big step forward, striking a straight left fist straight into a rock.

Rumble! The boulder, which was more than ten meters thick, shattered into powder in an instant.

Isn't that amazing? He lowered his head and looked at his unharmed fist with interest, surprised and delighted.

The joy is that his strength has been enhanced, and he can have a greater ability to protect the people he wants to protect in the future, but the surprise is that this power is too strong, and if he doesn't control it well, he will seriously injure people, and even cause people to die, causing a lot of unnecessary trouble.

It's not too early, it's time to go back down the mountain. The boy took out a second-hand Xiaomi mobile phone from his pocket, looked at the time on the screen, and thought to himself.

By the way, you can't forget to take the thousand-year-old ginseng! After remembering the purpose of this trip, his eyes lit up, and he ran towards the thousand-year-old ginseng plant in three steps and two steps.

At the foot of Changbai Mountain, General Town, a quaint town.

On a secluded street, a two-story building stood upright, surrounded by low-rise bungalows that had been around for many years.

From a distance, the house has the feeling of standing out from the crowd.

The red bricks and tiles are full of vicissitudes, and the wooden gate seems to tell the rain, snow, wind and frost that its owner has experienced.

It's an orphanage, an orphanage that was established in the middle of the last century and has been around for a while.

An old man in his early sixties, dressed in a tunic suit, stood on one side of the gate, his eyes staring thoughtfully ahead, as if waiting for something.

Although he is old, the wrinkles left by the years cannot hide the sparkle between his eyebrows, and his face is still ruddy and shiny.

The height of about 1.7 meters is slender and straight, and the power contained in it seems to be far from exhaustion.

Grandpa, go and eat, it's cold if you don't eat again. A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy with a delicate and immature face, wearing a middle school uniform, pulled the placket of the old man's shirt and said anxiously.

Oh, yes! Grandpa, let's go eat, it's getting dark. A little girl about seven or eight years old also said coquettishly.

Xiaojie, Xiaoxiao, if you're hungry, you can go eat first. The old man looked at the two children lovingly, his eyes full of emotion.

Grandpa wants to wait for your Yunfeng brother to come back, but if he doesn't come back, my heart is always uneasy! ”

Grandpa, then let's wait together. Xiaojie said without hesitation, his eyes full of persistence.

Well, me too, Brother Yunfeng doesn't come back, and I don't eat. Xiao Xian also said stubbornly.

My good boy. Looking at the persistence in the eyes of the two and a half children, the old man had mixed feelings for a while, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all.

Time passed like this, minute by minute, and the sun gradually dissipated its dazzling light, and fell towards the west little by little.

The three of them stood on the side of the gate and waited, their eyes full of anticipation.

No, more than three, it should be said, more joined.

In front of the gate, there were already more than twenty people standing.

They were all children, the eldest was seventeen or eighteen years old, and the youngest, only five or six years old.

At this moment, as if they had made an appointment in advance, they stood quietly like clay dolls.

The difference is that their eyes are constantly shining with eager light, and they are all waiting.

Waiting for a person to return, that person's name is Long Yunfeng!