Feng Tong glanced at Wang Mi, who looked like mud on the ground, his palm slowly stretched out, and an invisible spear gradually took shape in his palm, and the whole spear seemed to be condensed with the wind element in the air.

Wang Mi, who was lying on his back on the ground, had no ability to resist now, so he could only stare at the light gray spear with his eyes, the head of which was extending inch by inch to his chest, and the next moment it seemed to be about to pass through his chest, taking away his not strong life.

The tip of the spear finally reached Wang Mi's chest, and then it was lifted up at a forty-five degree angle, and it only took one more inch to pierce his throat.

"Move my woman, you damn it!" A cold light flashed in Feng Tong's eyes, and the tip of the gun was gently sent forward, snort! With a soft sound, Wang Mi's constricted pupils gradually dilated......

Feng Tong's palm shrank back, and the wind gun tent dispersed with a bang, and Wang Mi, who was lying on the ground, had a thumb-sized blood hole in his throat, his pupils were dilated, and he was already dead.

Huang Pulan's tense face finally had a smile, she waved her hand to Endeli on the side, and Lao En immediately untied a body bag from his waist and loaded Wang Mi's body into it with his hands and feet.

The corners of Feng Tong's mouth raised a curved arc, and he said in a low voice: "Can you take me to see Xiaorou now?" "Absolutely." Huang Puran nodded and smiled, got up and walked out the door.

Time flies, there is silence in the martial soul base, in a glass trough in the research hall Xu Qing slowly opened his eyes, eight and a half hours is not long, especially for people who are sleeping in liquid.

The first thing he did when he woke up began to slap the inner wall of the glass trough with his palm, trying to wake up the white coat sleeping on the desk, but unfortunately it was useless for him to shoot it, the thing slept like a dead pig, and the slight slapping sound was like a lullaby for him, and he continued to sleep after a few strokes.

Xu Qingtu felt that his lower abdomen was suffocating, and a strong urge to urinate hit every nerve in him, and now he didn't care about damaging public property, if he urinated in liquid and soaked in urine directly, there would be no difference.

In a hurry, Xu Qing stretched out his palms, and Zhengyang Kaitai slapped it on the glass trough. Bang! The opening of the glass trough was directly shot out of two holes by the powerful palm force, and the white coat of the vigil looked up in shock, and his eyes suddenly stopped, because he found that a torrent was pouring out of the glass trough opposite, rushing towards him.

Crash!

Originally, the glass trough was thirty centimeters higher than the desk, and the gushing liquid rushed towards the white coat, and he instinctively closed his eyes and shrank his head.

Xu Qing took advantage of the moment when the white coat was washed into a soup chicken, rushed into the changing room with an arrow step, took out the second and poured it on the corner, and hurriedly took out the clothes from the locker to change into them, and walked out of the door refreshed.

The sleep learning trough was really a high-tech thing, it was a little unbelievably powerful, it only took eight and a half hours to put together, and he felt as if the words were innate. Now if he is allowed to participate in any gambling game, Hao Wei will be honorably laid off;

Five foreign languages, dictation and reading are familiar with the chest, what is the slightest question to be a translator at this level, now Xu Qing wants to find a communication who also understands foreign languages, and with a sweep of the double light, he unexpectedly found that Dr. Wen Fei was still studying the amethyst pendant on the desk not far away.

What exactly is Xuanyuan Tianjing? Xu Qing suddenly recalled the words he had muttered to the doctor before, as if he had mentioned something about Xuanyuan Tianjing.