These Yuan Yin were coaxed back by the hero's pure yang internal breath, and under the operation of the foundation building pranayama method, they were incomparably meekly transformed into majestic pure yang internal breath.

After running for a small week, it returns to the heart of the gourd, absorbed by the soul emblem in the heart of the gourd, and deposited in the wisp of pure yang breath in the soul crest.

Time didn't pass long, and under the roar of a violent bear, the hero was promoted to the ninth level of ability awakening, and this wisp of pure yang breath underwent a qualitative change.

The Yuan Yin in the scorpion's body is too strong, and now it has only been absorbed by two percent. Heroes don't stop by being promoted by a small rank, but instead rush more frantically.

He's going to hit the level 10 ability awakening. This is a rare opportunity, and the gourd heart is greedily sucking the Yuan Yin in the scorpion's body.

The more strength you have, the more you have the ability to save your life.

When the hero continues to impact the realm of strength, the scorpion's skin like mutton fat and snow is intertwined with the hero, the flesh is entangled, but the soul is blended together.

The fusion of gods and souls can strengthen the soul of the gods, and both parties can get the benefits, but the hero has brought his banditry to the extreme, and the benefits are completely taken by one person, and the soul of the scorpion is gradually weakened in the fusion of gods and souls.

When the scorpion realizes that life and death are involuntarily, it is too late, and at this time it is like a fish on a knife board.

The hero's voice laughed rudely in the fusion of spirits, "I will also let you repay what it is like to be a fish on a knife board." I've been played like a clown by the Dragon Emperor for as long as I have to take back more interest from you. The business of Liluli is too cost-effective. ”

The scorpion finally felt frightened, but it couldn't help it. When the soul blends with the hero, Yuan Yin is discharged.

The bird gourd that couldn't eat it would be packed, leaving only one percent of the yin in the scorpion's body, and the rest all the backlog in the heart of the gourd. I can't eat it now, so I can keep it for supper!

I don't know how long time has passed, and the hero is sweating profusely and lying in the car. With a bird in the sky and a cigarette in one hand, the fastest thing in life is nothing more than stepping on the enemy's horseback and riding a crazy strategy, which can be refreshing, practice and fitness.

The hero's chariot is speeding under the automatic navigation, and the navigation alarm suddenly sounded in the car: please note that there are still ten kilometers away from Bac Ninh City, and there are many people and cars in the city, in order to avoid accidents, the autopilot will be stopped in Bei Nian after five seconds.

A black chariot stopped five miles outside Bac Ninh, and out of the car stepped a tired girl, who didn't want to look back at the shameless man at all.

A skinny guy picked up a pair of high heels and shook them behind the scorpion, saying, "Beauty, your shoes." ”

It's time to get back to the poor creature's living coat of arms.

Hearing this sound like a thousand needles piercing her heart, the scorpion's nails had been deeply pierced into her palm, and all kinds of tastes came to her heart, and she regretted why she took the initiative to ask for her life to come out and drive this guy back. She hated herself, and she hated heroes even more, she was afraid that she would not be able to help but use her hands to cut the shameless thousand knives behind her now, but now she has no ability in her body.

Will the hero leave the enemy the power to kill him? Not only did he suck up ninety percent of the Yuan Yin in the scorpion's body, but he also absorbed all the abilities in her body. As long as Yuan Yin does not lose his virginity, there is still a little Yuan Yin left in the body that can gradually recover, but in the ability, as long as the scorpion is not abolished, it can slowly recover.

After the hero threw the scorpion's shoes out of the car window, he stretched out half his head and said: "Beauty, we have a very pleasant trip, I think we will have a more passionate date when you Yuanyin recovers its full glory." ”

After hearing this, the scorpion's tired body made a bone rattle, and the hero grinned and said, "Don't be angry, little baby, I'm afraid that you will think that I am going to die, so I specially left some thoughts to reminisce about our unforgettable journey." ”

The scorpion's body shook a little, and two words of hatred came out of his mouth: "You are shameless." ”

"Shamelessness is also a skill!" The hero grinned and replied.

As soon as you step on the accelerator, the chariot disappears at the end of the road with a whoosh like an arrow from the string. The chariot constantly changes its outer sheet metal profile as it sploes, and in a matter of seconds it transforms into a black sports car.

Bac Ninh is a peaceful town on the coast. This small city of 50 square kilometers has only 100,000 people.

Although the city is small, it also has lively streets and supermarkets.

But the bustle of the small town is less frivolous and more vibrant. In the noisy square, there are aunts dancing, and on the stone benches in the park, teachers and grandmothers gather to discuss how expensive firewood, rice, oil, and salt are today.

A black sports car drove into a green willow alley in Bac Ninh City, and the low sound of the engine did not disturb the uncle's door that was tearing under the tree, but it attracted the aunts who were sitting at the door and talking about who had given birth to a girl.

The low sound of this luxury sports car won the favor of these aunts, but they still couldn't escape their idle gossip, and they were all curious to guess who the guy in the car was.

When the car came to a stop in front of a fence garden, and out of the car came a thin little offspring, the aunts exploded like a gas nest: it turned out that the little one had returned.

The family has been here for ten years, and the old neighbor's house can't hide much secret, who doesn't know that this little guy is the illegitimate son of a big wealthy family. It's just that this mother and son have suffered from two lives, and have been discarded as garbage for more than ten years, and that woman is even more miserable, not only blind, but also inconvenient legs, especially after this little guy is studying thousands of miles away, the woman can only rely on the kind people in the neighborhood to push her in and out.

The hero looked at the old tiled house inside the fence wall, and couldn't help but have a sour nose, the house was still the tiled house, the wall was still the same fence wall, and there was still a small hole in the mud brick wall that he had blown up with firecrackers when he was a child.

He didn't have such a happy childhood, but he felt happier than the one who had it, and he was happy that the poor creature had such a childhood. That's when I felt the greatness of that woman.

To be alive, as long as you have the heart of a strong man who never gives up, the body is just a shell. The woman did it, and she allowed her son to have a childhood to remember.

The hero walked into the fence garden with a large bag and a large amount of peanut oil.

A bluestone path leads to the mud-brick house, and on the left side of the path is a vegetable garden, where a cat has made a pit in the corner of the garden, and nests in this pit to lazily bask in the sun. Disturbed by the sound of light steps, it looked up and saw that it was not the chickens running over to eat the vegetables or the children next door stealing the vegetables, but it ignored them.

On the right side of the trail there were some chickens in captivity, a few old mothers with a few flocks of chicks wandering around the circle, and a rooster patrolling his territory.

Clear music came from the mud-brick house, and the flute and the cloud qin resonated.

A middle-aged woman sits in the doorway doing manual work.

These are all handicrafts that her neighbors helped her get back, and she relied on them to support her son's education and adulthood. Although the life passed a little, there was no bitterness on her face.

A few traces of age crawled on his kind face, and a few gray hairs were added to his old hair.