There will inevitably be evil spirits and monsters in deep and dark places, just like this world, and there must be corruption, cowardice, vanity, cunning and changeable places where people are. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIt's just that youkai have always confronted and admitted their greed and cruelty, but humans are trying to hide their insidiousness and cunning in every way.

In the quiet spiritual space, the girl sat cross-legged with her eyes closed, her hands posing in front of her with strange handprints, her chest rose and fell slightly, between exhaling and inhaling, forming a perfect cycle, and between the circulation of breath, there was a faint white airflow along her mouth and nose, drilling into her body, tired in the abdominal dantian, warming the spiritual veins and bones and flesh.

When the girl closed her eyes and cultivated, inside the iron gate in front of her, those big black eyes always stared at her from time to time, checking at any time whether she had gone mad and was controlled by the evil mind.

There is no doubt that the girl who is breathing is Su Ling, and the ancient divine beast that is serious and responsible for checking is the white tiger.

Fortunately for it, Su Ling hadn't gone out of her way since she had taught her the mantra to control her mind three days ago, only occasionally her breathing would be a little short, but she would soon be adjusted back to her normal state.

It didn't expect that Su Ling's ability of self-control would be so strong, you know, that set of mental methods only plays an auxiliary role, and it is still his own heart that really leads the cultivation and controls the mental nature, and the auxiliary role played by the mental method may not even be able to play a twenty percent role.

If it were an ordinary cultivator, it might have been overly suppressed by one's desires, resulting in a collapse of one's mentality, and all previous efforts would have been wasted. At this level, Su Ling can really be regarded as a spiritual cultivation genius.

"Whew...."Slowly exhaling a mouthful of white turbid gas, the young man's eyes suddenly opened, and a faint white glow flashed in the dark eyes, which was the demonic qi that had just been absorbed, and then the white mang formed by refining in the dantian could be used directly during the battle, and her divine soul was stronger than those who had not practiced demonic arts.

In the past three days of confinement, she has been practicing hard day and night, and she can finally freely control and use the demonic qi tempered in her body, and in her spare time, she also plays Bai Zejiao's set of boxing, and by the way, she reviews and reviews the spiritual skills learned in the Spirit Village, but it has become a demonic qi urging technique.

After playing a few basic spiritual techniques, Su Ling found that the effect was not bad, I don't know how many times stronger than the aura, and the lethality and power effects had achieved a qualitative leap.

She calmed down the restless demonic aura in her body, jumped up and bounced, smiled, and looked at the white tiger a little proudly, as if to say, "How about seeing what I do!" ”

How could the white tiger not be able to guess her little Jiujiu, so he raised his eyes and said lightly: "Remember not to be arrogant, there is more than enough spiritual power, but the absorption is not stable, and the problem of impetuousness still needs to be changed." ”

"Of course I do." As soon as the words fell, Su Ling heard footsteps from the outside world, said goodbye to the white tiger and closed his eyes again.

When she opened her eyes again, the world she was in had become the small and dim confinement room again, and at the same time as she opened her eyes, the heavy iron door of the confinement room creaked open, and a man dressed in a prison guard uniform stood outside and said, "Su Ling, it's time for confinement, come out." ”

After putting on the handcuffs and leg cuffs, Su Ling was pressed back to the second floor by the prison guards, she didn't know what time it was, but it shouldn't be too late, so she asked, "Brother prison guard, what time is it?" ”

The prison guard was stunned for a moment, paused before replying, "I haven't started working yet." ”

That's time to wash up and have breakfast. But after Su Ling asked this question, she felt that the prison guard seemed to vaguely speed up her advance, at first Su Ling thought that her body was too light, which caused her to move too fast, but when she saw the beads of sweat on the prison guard's forehead, she realized that it was really speeding up, and it was getting faster and faster.

Why? The answer is obvious, Su Ling solved the most powerful boss in the prison Li Longqiang in two or three moves, and he was locked up twice in less than half a month after he came in, such a big man, do you say that a little prison guard can provoke it?

Of course Su Ling is interested, is it okay for people to protect themselves and not care about you, she originally wanted to ask herself if she could catch up with breakfast when she went back, and after understanding various reasons, she swallowed this in her stomach.

Fortunately, after returning to cell No. 4, Su Ling saw Cheng Yiming and they were still washing, and it seemed that they could have breakfast. The prison guard relieved Su Ling of the handcuffs and leg cuffs, and after opening the door again, he ran away, and after a second look, he felt that he was joking with his life.

Su Ling shrugged disappreciatively, how could she be so terrible, she was not good at kung fu and didn't know how many times she had been abused by the night night, but who could know about these.

She twisted her neck and broke her wrist, she had been sitting in the confinement room in an upright posture for the past three days, her cervical spine was about to fail, and she complained as she walked inside: "The environment in the confinement room is really bad, at least there should be a soft one." ”

Cheng Yiming was looking in the mirror and pulling the beard on his face, Xiaoshi poked his head out of the bathroom with a mouth full of toothpaste foam, and the bald head also stopped folding the quilt in his hand, the atmosphere seemed to freeze for a while, and the three of them stared at Su Ling blankly, as if they were looking at a stranger.

After three seconds of silence, Su Ling was overwhelmed by the congealed atmosphere, and asked, "What's wrong with you, I'm Su Ling, and you don't know each other after only three days?" ”

"No, it's not." Cheng Yiming came out to play the round first, and laughed dryly, "Back, I'm back." ”

"Hmm." Su Ling responded coldly, staring at Cheng Yiming fixedly, but felt that something was wrong in his heart, could it be that Li Longqiang's forces in prison made all his roommates isolate themselves?

She glanced at the small rock, and the latter quickly avoided it, as if he was afraid of something, and hurriedly went back to the bathroom to brush his teeth. It's the same when you look at the bald head, although it's not as obvious as the two of them, but the words are still a little stiff.

"It's good to come back, wash up and go eat for a while." The bald head didn't look at Su Ling, and said while folding the quilt, but the hands that folded the quilt were a little trembling, and the tone was completely different from the relaxed one a few days ago.

Then here's the problem, she glanced at the three people in the room, and instantly understood what the cause of the abnormality was.

It is undeniable that Su Ling is really talented in interpersonal communication, smiled faintly, and said, "Are you afraid of me?" ”

Damn, so direct, so explicit, so ruthless!

Aunt Su Cun, do you know that you are facing three old men who have reached adulthood? Do you know how much you hurt their self-esteem when you say that?

The hearts of the three of them were broken, because they were really afraid, but being told by a little girl who was more than seventeen years old, why did it sound so awkward....