Chapter Seventy-Seven. Dark red blood cells

Snowflakes slowly fall from the air, like graceful elves, dancing in the wind, and then fluttering down like catkins, moistening everything silently, as if they have an infinite magic, and instantly change the color of the whole world. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the trees, on the houses, on the streets...... Everything that people can see has turned into a vast snow-white at some point, from far to near, it seems that huge and snow-white tents have been pulled up between heaven and earth, and the earth has become covered in silver.

The cold wind blew coldly, like a sharp blade, blowing on the tightly wrapped bodies of pedestrians, making them shiver unconsciously, and unconsciously speeding up the pace of movement.

And in such a cold winter, some of the sailors lazily shrunk in the thick quilt that Lin Hao had already prepared for them, and let the big changes happen outside, but they also refused to move their bodies at all, and some gathered together, put their bodies next to the burning stove, and began to play the world's most popular chess and card game - "Dynasty Defense", compared with the chess and card games of later generations, the game rules and gameplay of "Dynasty Defense" are much more complicated, but its fun is also a lot enhanced.

Since Lin Hao did not allow the sailors to gamble on the ship, the sailors also changed the punishment of the losing side - sticker notes.

At this time, many sailors had already pasted notes on their faces, and the most exaggerated sailors' faces were completely covered with white notes, and their eyes couldn't see anything clearly, but they were still having fun.

At this moment, the door of the cabin sounded, and then Lin Hao's crisp voice sounded,

"Gore, Dika, you two come here."

Hearing that it was not themselves who was called, the sailors secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time looked at the two people who were called with some schadenfreude, and then continued to play cards happily.

Hearing their own captains call their names, Gore and Dika's faces instantly pulled down, smiled bitterly, and the two stood up obediently, tore off the note on their faces, and walked out.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Two wooden sticks with thick arms kept falling from mid-air and smashed on Lin Hao's body. From his chest, back, arms and knees, two wooden rods fell on various parts of his body in a very regular manner.

Sweat kept flowing down from all parts of Lin Hao's body, and his original bronzed skin turned red at this time due to the impact of external forces.

"Alright, I'm sorry for you." Lin Hao slowly exhaled a breath of white air from his mouth, and then his half-squatting body slowly stood up, and the tense muscles on his body slowly loosened, and with his movements, a crisp bone clicking sound also sounded.

"Yes."

Gore and Dika finally breathed a sigh of relief when they heard Lin Hao's words, panting and dropping the two wooden sticks in their hands, and then slowly withdrew their somewhat unbelievable gaze from their captain, although the two didn't say anything on the surface, they secretly said "monster" in their hearts.

Although they had long known that their captain was training inhumanly in order to exercise his physique, when the two of them saw each other still **** their upper bodies in such a cold situation, and let them smash them with wooden sticks for half an hour, they couldn't help but sigh.

And after the two left, the tingling and soreness on Lin Hao's body became heavier and heavier, constantly stimulating his mind, but he didn't care about it, in his previous life, he had received too much training that was too painful than this, and he had long been used to it.

Taking off the shorts on his lower body, Lin Hao turned around and stepped into the steaming wooden barrel on the side.

Lying down slowly, Lin Hao comfortably leaned his back against the plank, letting a drop of water moisten his body.

The color of the water in the wooden barrel is not clean white, but strangely purple, and when Lin Hao's body stepped into the wooden barrel, these purple water droplets seemed to come to life, entering his body little by little through Lin Hao's skin.

Forcibly driving away the sleepiness in his mind, Lin Hao's body slowly sat up, and then the whole person put on a strange practice posture.

And as Lin Hao's eyes closed, his whole person's breathing began to become longer and longer, and he would only breathe in once after a long time. At the same time, the purple droplets in the barrel faded rapidly, as if they had all been absorbed by something.

However, Lin Hao didn't care about these at this time, focusing his thoughts on his body, and he began to slowly urge the Xuanlong Technique that Zhou Yi passed on to him.

And with his concentration, the air around him trembled slightly, and then a trace of invisible, intangible, but real energy, began to enter his body through the skin of Lin Hao's body, and these should have entered his meridians, and finally converged into the dantian's energy, driven by the Xuanlong Jue Sect operated by Lin Hao, and guided by the psychic jade pendant, it strangely entered the blood vessels of various parts of his body, and intertwined with the qi and blood in his body.

With Lin Hao's thoughts, the slightest trace of air flow began to flow along the qi and blood in his body.

Completely different from the normal flow of qi flowing into the dantian, every time the qi and blood in Lin Hao's body flowed for a week, there would be a trace of tiny blood lines that were almost imperceptible to deviate from the original trajectory, and then slowly and difficult to flow into his chest.

There, at some point, a dark red blood cell no more than the size of a soybean appeared, and on top of the small and round dark red blood cell, it was covered with countless complicated lines, which looked quite mysterious. And when that small blood line was injected into the dark red blood cells in his chest, the dark red blood cells were like his heart, and they actually beat with a "bang", and then a faint stream of heat spread out from the blood cells, nourishing every part of Lin Hao's body, making his body stronger.

After a long time, Lin Hao slowly opened his eyes, and then a breath of white gas spit out from his mouth, and the breath condensed but did not disperse, like a sharp sword, until it was three feet away.

With a wave of his arm casually forward, the air seemed to be unable to carry the power he burst out, and immediately made a crisp cracking sound, moving his muscles and bones at will, feeling the strong power surging in his body, Lin Hao also nodded with satisfaction.