"I feel like I'm having a messy dream again......"

Liu Xian opened his eyes on the recliner, looked at the lamp on the ceiling above his head in a daze, and whispered, his confused voice was like a dream, and his trance-like expression was like sleepwalking. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fortunately, the confusion and trance were only a matter of a moment, and he quickly woke up from the state of waking up from the big dream, and slowly got up from the chaise longue, only to feel the pain all over his body, as if he had been knocked to the ground by some violent monster and trampled on it fiercely.

"Really, why did I fall asleep on the chair, so that Lao Tzu had a messy dream, not to mention, and slept so that Lao Tzu's whole body hurt......"

Liu hurriedly muttered, thinking about the messy strange dream, as if he dreamed of a little white face named Liu Li, as if he dreamed of a demon called Ruyi Koi, as for the detailed situation, I can't remember it anymore.

In the end, it is a trance, when you wake up from the dream, there is nothing, and the dream has already been scattered at the same time as you are awake, so fragmented that you can't even put it together.

Smacking his lips disapprovingly, Liu hurriedly subconsciously spread out his left hand, but saw that the palm lines in the palm of his hand were dense and messy, and people were dizzy to see, and several of the palm lines showed a faint red, outlining a vivid koi.

"Ruyi, you are the koi in the palm of my hand, koi koi, you are the wishful ...... of my life"

Liu hurriedly hummed a minor tune with incomplete pentatonic tones, twisted his neck and buttocks, moved his sore muscles, and then lifted his knees, stretched his legs, one foot stretched out straight and horizontally, his toes were stretched, and his instep, calf, knees, and thighs were stretched into a horizontal straight line.

At the same time, the heel of his other foot was slowly lifted, the toe was on the ground, and the instep, calf, knee and thigh were stretched into a straight line.

His hands were not idle, his left and right hands were slowly raised, and after being raised above his head, he continued upward, stretching like plasticine, and his fingertips touched the ceiling directly.

Then his body bent back, his hands slowly restored, backwards, the tips of his fingers touched the ground, straight The foot that stretched out before slowly lifted up with the back of the body, and when the tips of his fingers touched the ground, the foot was already straight up, forming a straight line with the foot on the ground.

It's weird, it's a word horse that makes people's hearts chill and their skin shudder.

And that's just the beginning.

Next, Liu Xian used strange and inexplicable movements to make himself into an unbelievable shape.

The toes kicked the earlobes, the head moved under the buttocks, and the whole thing was folded, and the movements were strange and inexplicable, and the shapes of each one were incredible, which was enough to make the audience who were lucky enough to witness it to be frightened and sweaty, maybe they thought they had seen the legendary monster that would deform.

Fortunately, this is the management office of the Lotus Cemetery in Taohuashan in the western suburbs of Tianhe City, which is so deserted that it is almost gloomy, and invisible ghosts may exist, but it is really not difficult to find an audience who has witnessed Liu Xian's "transformation and transformation".

Without an audience, Liu Busy is equivalent to the transformation of transformation, and naturally does what he wants.

Now he can be described in one word, that is, "soft".

Soft, supple, soft as boneless.

He was like a boneless snake, where he was happy to pose.

The shape of each one is incredible, and the weird and inexplicable movements of the partial life still look so smooth, smooth as flowing water, and the shape of the action freeze frame is more pleasing to the eye.

I have to say, this is a rare thing.

Liu Xian's appearance is not outstanding at all, and he is not particular about taking care of it, he looks unkempt and unkempt, which is easy to give people a sloppy and decadent feeling, which is really a bit sorry for the audience.

If it weren't for a pair of thick eyebrows and big eyes that were still in good spirits to support the scene, it would almost be an ugly monster that can make people upset at first sight.

But his smooth movements, and his unbelievable shapes, can actually give people a pleasing feeling, and people can't help but ignore his appearance, ignore his sloppiness, and ignore his unkemptness.

If Liu Xian's current softness and bonelessness will give people a sense of amazement, then his next performance may give people a sense of horror.

With his hands folded and his eyes closed, the curtain seemed to be normal after finishing the work, ending the previous toss of flowing water and charming, Liu Busy let out a long breath, and the bones in his whole body made a dense crisp sound.

It's like countless bones breaking one by one, and connecting them one by one, that sound makes people's hearts palpitate and even make people feel cold.

Then, Liu Xian's eyes opened, and the essence of a sharp blade flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, he disappeared from the spot, rushed out of the gate, passed through the color steel shed, and appeared under a pine tree the size of a basin at least three feet away.

His fist was silently handed out, and with lightning speed, it fell on the pine tree.

There was a loud bang, like a cold thunderbolt, and like a tube of explosives detonated in a cave.

The place where the fist fell was intact, but on the back of the place where the fist fell, a large piece of pine bark burst open and shattered directly into slag.

At the same time, the basin-sized pine tree shook heavily, as if it had been taken care of by a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and in an instant, the leaves fell like rain, directly laying a thick layer of pine needles on the ground.

Liu Busy, who threw punches violently, is like a docile, harmless and soft cauliflower snake, and suddenly becomes a poisonous snake that hurts people and spits out the throat of the envelope.

The awe-inspiring murderous intent in his eyes and the sharp edge on his body are enough to make people creepy, enough to make people can't help but ignore his appearance, ignore his sloppiness, and ignore his unkemptness.

At that moment, he was like a divine soldier out of the sheath, like a bloodthirsty murder weapon.

Fortunately, that moment of killing, that moment of sharpness, and that moment of horror were just a moment.

Like a white horse passing through a gap, like lightning and stone fire, like a glimpse,

Such as the hallucination of a dazzling eye.

The awe-inspiring murderous intent dissipated, the exposed edge converged, and the creepy divine weapon suddenly turned back into the old man with a scruffy and unkempt beard, looking sloppy and decadent.

Well, it's true that he is old enough, he doesn't pay attention to the virtue of neglecting and unkempt, no matter how he looks at it, he looks like a little old man who is not old and decrepit, and it is initially estimated that he must be at least thirty-six years old, which is already an old man.

Of course, Liu Busy, who is only twenty-six years old, will never admit this.

In other words, he doesn't care about his image at all, what kind of perception it will bring to others.

Just like now, he is curious about the scars of the pine tree, and he is very smacking his tongue without the image of a master.

"Damn, other martial arts masters want to practice three times in winter and three times in summer, and I have reached the peak of my work this day, which is simply a proper protagonist's life! (To be continued.) )