ps: Ask for a collection of recommended tickets.,There's only one change today.,I'm sorry.,Yesterday I took a cold in the shower.,This day I have a fever.,It's really a mistake to take a bath at more than ten degrees below zero.,It's not good to have heating! Because of the fever code word, this chapter seems a bit messy, forgive me......

Also, thank you Brother Xiaofeng and Wasabi for the tip! Take a bow!

Seeing Wang Ningyuan obediently walk into the prison cell, Susan closed the door of the prison cell, and her expression became solemn.

"Chinese Kung Fu? Inner Qigong? She muttered to herself, her face beaming with surprise at the thought of the broken hemp rope and broken metal handcuff fragments found in the storage room.

"I didn't expect this guy to be so hidden, but some time ago, his musculoskeletal strength didn't seem to have reached the current level? Could it be a breakthrough? ”

"Mysterious Oriental Kung Fu!" Susan was puzzled, frowned and turned away, Miss Delia made such a person the target of her toy, and her heart couldn't help but feel a little heavy.

"Forget it, no matter how much, this guy can break the handcuffs, I can barely do it, plus Miss's strength, there should be no problem in suppressing him."

"You're back?" Wang Ningyuan entered the prison cell, Zhou Chang, John and others immediately greeted him, they didn't seem to know Wang Ningyuan's whereabouts, it can be seen that Di Liya has indeed dealt with the whole thing, otherwise the attack on the police would have spread throughout the prison.

"Hmm." Wang Ningyuan didn't have any spirit, and after briefly explaining a few words to Zhou Chang, he fell asleep on the bed.

This sleep was another day and a night, during which Wang Ningyuan got up and drank water, and then fell asleep again. The prisoners in the prison were all talking about this unusual behavior, but Wang Ning was far from showing uncomfortable symptoms, so he was not sent to the hospital.

The time when Wang Ningyuan really woke up was already the early morning of the third day, and the first thing he did when he woke up was to look inward at his dantian, and saw that the dantian was full of clouds, and a crystal jade seed was constantly swallowing a stream of spiritual power.

After carefully looking around, Wang Ningyuan used the spiritual power in his body, and as soon as his mind moved, a layer of dark spiritual power appeared on his palm.

"Great! It's much better than the first time. Wang Ningyuan was very happy in his heart, at that time in the storeroom, in the face of a desperate situation, he excites with all his strength, so that the spiritual power in his body can be released, and the handcuffs and hemp rope can be shattered.

The dark spiritual power is like ink, as if it can suck in the gaze, and it vaguely exudes domineering fluctuations.

As soon as the spiritual power was released, a trace of pain radiated from the meridians, and Wang Ningyuan suddenly let out a cold sweat.

"Damn, the sequelae are too strong." A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he didn't dare to mobilize his spiritual power anymore.

At this time, it was visible from the inside that his meridians were much damaged, and although the spiritual power that had been run was constantly repaired, the progress was slow.

"I didn't expect the sequelae of this kind of forcible breakthrough to be so big, so it seems that it will take a long time to repair the meridians, and the spiritual power cannot be used at will during this time, otherwise the broken wound will expand." Wang Ningyuan cried and was a little depressed.

Originally, he condensed his heart and completed the initial transformation, his strength increased greatly, and after the spiritual power was released, his strength increased greatly, and there was no doubt that he had increased his strength by several percent to escape from this prison, but who knew that it would be difficult to even use a trace of spiritual power in the blink of an eye, and he regained the level of mortals.

The meridians are broken, and no matter how often you use your spiritual power, you will leave a dark wound, and your cultivation will be completely wasted in the future, and even paralysis will be considered a good consequence.

Sitting on the treasure mountain, but not being able to take out a little treasure, Wang Ningyuan was very depressed, but after all, he broke through, his mood was still very good, and he searched in the Great Desire Heart Sutra in a blink of an eye.

"Is there a way to use this spiritual power? Those immortal spells are flying away. ”

Looking for it like this, there is really a spiritual recipe recorded in the scriptures.

"Mind Cultivation Magic."

I'll make up! With such a straightforward name, Wang Ningyuan is also a person who has read Xianxia novels, how can he not know what this means.

"Mortals have seven emotions and six desires, and they cut three thousand troubles, take their desires, and nourish their hearts and demons......"

Continue to look down, and the following content, he can see the clouds.

"I'd better wait until I'm out of prison to study this thing!" Wang Ning was far from forcing it, knowing that only after escaping from prison, gaining enough time and freedom, and further cultivating the Heart Sutra and spiritual formula, could he understand the mystery.

Next, he closed his eyes and operated his spiritual power according to the exercises, accelerating the storage of spiritual power and speeding up the progress of repairing the meridians.

After a few weeks of running, the time of the morning is almost over, and it is time for lunch at noon.

Although Wang Ningyuan was trapped in internal injuries and was unable to use the spiritual power in his body, his physical functions were not affected, and he regained his fierce appearance and began to be active in the prison cell.

"Boss, are you eating? I'll bring you food. John came over as a custom to offer his courtesy.

"No need, I'll go by myself today." Wang Ningyuan decided to go out for a walk and solve Katis Crisis, his mood was still good, but now an inexplicable perverted queen Di Lia has appeared, which makes him unable to relax for a moment.

At that time, he was also too seriously injured and dizzy, and with Di Liya's beauty, the Great Desire Heart Sutra that he cultivated by himself must be eye-catching. I knew that I would put a spiritual power seed on her body and absorb the ** in her heart, she is so perverted, and she also plays with leather whips, and there must be a lot of negative **. At this time, Wang Ningyuan thought of this, and couldn't help but feel a burst of pain.

Wang Ning didn't notice that after he said that he had gone to the cafeteria to eat, Gris, who had been standing at the door and stretching his body, had a strange light flashing in his eyes, he turned his head to look inside the prison cell, and disappeared into the door.

"Brothers, let's go, go to dinner with the boss." Wang Ningyuan basically never went to the cafeteria, and the prisoners tried to be fresh, and they coaxed one after another.

"Have a meal and relax." Wang Ningyuan stood up, feeling a little emotional in his heart, he had already decided to speed up his actions.

The prison break is in the near future, otherwise who knows what the perverted queen Delia will do.

Wang Ningyuan knew that the background of this female devil was very big, and the prison regulations were not taken into account at all, so if she was entangled and made trouble, he didn't want to leave smoothly.

"It's really not good, let my roommates beat me up and send me to the infirmary." He made up his mind.

A group of people walked through the door of the stairs and descended the stairs under the watchful eye of the prison guards next to them.

Along the way, you can see a lot of prison guards on guard, and there are also heavily armed riot squads on the side, this team is armed to the teeth except for the armed police, and the prisoners will be unlucky if they get into trouble.

Therefore, everyone is honest, there are those who laugh loudly, and those who dare not provoke them.

Groups of prisoners, in groups of three or five, all have their own small circles.

Because it is a prison area for light criminals, the atmosphere is relatively relaxed, and the forces among the prisoners are relatively loose, and there are no particularly large groups of people, and there are fewer than ten people like Wang Ningyuan walking together, which also leads to Wang Ningyuan and his group being focused on by the surrounding police along the way.

Fortunately, until I entered the cafeteria, everything was still calm and there was no chaos.

The No. 2 canteen where Wang Ningyuan is located is spacious and bright, freshly painted, with rows of neat tables and chairs on the ground, and several large wooden boards hanging from the ceiling, which are densely covered with bullet holes.

Opposite the bullet-hole plank, a small, recessed tempered glass room, stood a prison guard with a loaded rifle in his hand.

This person is naturally the culprit of those bullet holes, and it is also the force guarantee of order in the canteen. When the prisoners eating in the cafeteria were dishonest and had a conflict, he would shoot at the large wooden plank to warn him.

If you don't listen to the warning, I'm sorry, then you will bear the consequences!

Under the shouting and cheering of the prison guards, Wang Ningyuan and others lined up behind the long line and began to move forward little by little with the team.

"It's him! He's coming! In another corner of the cafeteria window, a group of black people had just brutally squeezed into the front of the line, pushing away several prisoners who had expressed dissatisfaction, and one of the black men suddenly pointed in the direction of Wang Ning and shouted excitedly.