Closing the system, Qin Ming's mind was like a mess, and he was really confused.

Although he said it heroically, "I control my life, and it is not your turn to operate."

But in his heart, there is still a little vagueness.

Since this lottery system can give him 10 pulling powers, let him change from a mortal to half a martial artist, and give him a plastic tendon sutra to change the structure of his tendons, this time there is an upgrade gift golden hand, which shows that it is very bullish, and it is definitely not a general.

Such an extraordinary golden finger cannot live entirely by fooling people.

The more Qin Ming thought about it, the more wrong it became, the more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became, and the more he thought about it, the more he had no bottom in his heart.

If what the girl next door said is true, then he, the traverser, is really different, and he is about to go to the grave when he has just realized his life.

To say a little bit of disappointment is not, that's impossible, the girl next door must still say it decently, at first glance it sounds a little reasonable, but the disappointment is only a little bit. According to his judgment, the girl next door was more alarmist.

Then he thought of the dimple little girl mirror that might be his cousin, she didn't sleep in the middle of the night just to give herself a Qi Gathering Pill, and she also hooked her up and hung her for a hundred years, but Qin Ming didn't want to think about her in a bad place.

How could such an innocent and lovely little girl be a little demon girl with a heart like a femme fatale.

Maybe she didn't know that the Qi Gathering Pill was so harmful, but she didn't know if she had a good heart!

"Regardless of it, think about it and die early!"

Qin Ming himself is not a very sleepy person, and coupled with these series of problems, he is even less sleepy.

After taking a sip of tea in the house, he came out, looked at the starry sky, and felt the fresh air blowing from the breeze of Xi Xi, Qin Ming gradually calmed down, and the impulse to practice martial arts in his heart surrounded him again, and he found an open place to practice the Dragon Elephant Fist Seal.

Since he realized three points from Jing'er, his dragon elephant fist mark has changed a lot, not only the fist mark is more powerful, but the sound of the dragon roar in the trance is more real, and he feels that he is at least stronger than a few days ago.

If there was 700 catties of strength a few days ago, then now there is at least 800 catties of strength.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

"Moo moo moo!"

The sound of the dragon roaring sounded from time to time, and he soon practiced the martial realm, an intoxicated appearance.

It was as if a generation of grandmasters were practicing themselves, and every time they practiced, they matured a little bit of themselves, and the Dragon Elephant Fist Seal became more and more handy.

Almost an hour or so, Qin Ming woke up from the martial realm, suddenly opened his eyes, and a materialized light came out of his body, and a kind of pride in his heart unconsciously emanated, so he denied the words of the girl next door even more in his heart.

I'm fine, why don't I feel like my life is coming to an end?

"Golden Hands!"

When Qin Ming sat down to rest, he once again thought of upgrading the gift golden hand.

Although he was very unimpressed by the alarmism of the girl next door, he still had a certain degree of belief in the prize distributed by the lottery system, and there must have been a miraculous effect of 10 pulling forces before, and then the transformation of the muscles and veins of the Shaping Muscle Sutra really happened.

"Just look what the hell you are!"

Facing the north and seeing the Big Dipper, Qin Ming was in a good mood, and he was quickly browsing all the information about the Golden Hand in his mind, including its remarks, and read it through, from the first word to the last word, every place was as much as possible to comprehend.

It may be that Qin Ming's talent is really high, or it may be that the system has transformed the information of the golden hand too perfectly.

In less than a stick of incense, he completely comprehended it thoroughly.

After another quarter of an hour, one after another golden markings appeared on Qin Ming's right hand.

After another quarter of an hour, one golden markings after another appeared in Qin Ming's right palm.

In less than half an hour, pieces of golden markings appeared on Qin Ming's left hand and left palm, and the whole thing was like a golden glove.

The original intention of this set of golden hands is to turn the hands into gold markings, one is to increase resistance, the other is to enhance explosive power, and the third is to practice to Dacheng without any pain, as if used as a golden palm knife, and the pure handle has become a cold weapon.

"Bang dang!"

Qin Ming's true qi urged, and the golden light flashing glove in his right hand appeared, shining on the stone platform where he often drank tea.

With the attitude of trying it out, if it is as painless as stated in the martial arts.

Seeing the golden glove make a snorting sound, Qin Ming smiled, and there was really no pain at all.

"It's really good, go deeper, boom!"

This time, Qin Ming used fifty percent of his strength, but he felt the hand that smashed on the table, and there was a slight pain in the scorching.

Looking at the golden glove on his right hand, his smile grew brighter.

It had only been half an hour, and his golden hand had reached the point where it was so usable, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"Try again!"

This time, Qin Ming blessed his strength again, directly blessing it to seventy percent of his strength, and he shook his hand with a "bang" sound.

A pair of fists clenched and loosened and clenched, and the pain was so hot that he wanted to cry, it really hurt.

I knew that it would be blessed to sixty percent, and it seems that there are faint blood marks on my hands, and I really used too much force.

"It seems that I can only use seventy percent of my strength at most now, and I will do it to myself if I exceed this strength!"

After the perfect test was completed, Qin Ming's heart felt comfortable for a while, he didn't expect to train the golden hand to a certain level of fire so quickly.

It was really a complete accident for him, so he once again recognized his martial arts talent in his heart.

"If you can train this set of golden hands to every part of your body, wouldn't it be the legendary Buddha Gate King Kong?"

Qin Ming had this idea on a whim.

Looking at the Big Dipper, which was still in the north, the bright moonlight shone down on Qin Ming's body.

It was as if the wind had risen, and his clothes were making a hunting sound.

At this moment, he inevitably has a little flirtatious delusion, is this true?

Such an achievement has been achieved in such a short period of time, and it is estimated that a large number of people will be shocked when they say it.

"Is she telling the truth?"

Perhaps happy and sad, Qin Ming actually thought of the words of the girl next door again.

Is it true that I only have a year or two left to live?

As soon as he had this thought, his heart seemed to be blocked by something, and he was so depressed that he was desperately depressed.

Since the girl next door can give me such a good martial arts golden hand, what she said should also have some credibility?