“...... Jingwei is overflowing with reeds, and the dry fish sprays to save the pond burn.

The exhaustion wave is greater, and the fin burnt armor has dried up.

There are wings to persuade Erer to ascend for nine days, and there are scales to persuade Erden to ascend to the dragon gate.

Nine days depending on the sun and the moon, thunder and rain on the dragon gate. ”

Mu Yun was in a blur, as if he heard someone chanting poetry.

Then, I felt as if I was lying on my back who I don't know who, shaking and shaking, shaking to my grandmother's bridge.

"Hehe, you are a physics teacher, and you have the elegance of poetry. Qu Ruolan's voice came.

Yes...... It turns out that I was on Qu Ruolan's back, great.

Mu Yun thought so, compared to Teacher Song, he naturally chose to lie on Qu Ruolan's back.

"Seeing your sweaty backs on the playground tonight, I can't help but think of the era when I was a bookseller......

Ah, it's Hell Teacher, he's still there...... No, how do you feel that his voice is closer to you?

As soon as Mu Yun opened his eyes slightly, Teacher Song's big face appeared less than a few centimeters away from him: "Yo, you're awake!"

Even the stubble and pores on his face, Mu Yun could see it clearly.

"Ahhhh

"Damn, your reaction disappointed me too much, you ran to the end and suddenly fell unconscious, I carried you all the way. Teacher Song said.

Isn't the reason why I'm unconscious is because you forced me to prostration, you teacher of hell!

Mu Yun thought so in his heart, but he was no longer able to complain, so he just asked: "How many laps did I run in the end......

"Forty-nine laps," Qu Ruolan replied on the side, "You're really amazing, Mu Yun." ”

"It's still a little short of the 50-lap goal I set for you, but if you get out of your mind, you have reached your limit, and your real goal tonight has been achieved. Teacher Song said in a satisfied tone.

What a limit, it's dangerous to train people directly to prostration!

"Then I'm awake and ......"

"Of course not, it's all said that this is a stupid way to stimulate your demon blood by reaching the limit again and again," Teacher Song said, "So, every day in the next year will temper you like this." Until you wake up at one time when you go beyond the limit. ”

"Oh my God......" Mu Yun's heart ached.

In the infirmary, the smell of alcohol and disinfectant fills the air. Mu Yun sat on the stool, and Qu Ruolan helped him put ice packs on both knees.

"Don't worry, Mu Yun, I called Professor Gu, and he said that he would come up with a better way to make you wake up faster. Qu Ruolan patted Mu Yun's shoulder and comforted.

"There is good news and bad news next, Mu Yun, which one do you want to hear first?" Teacher Song suddenly asked.

“...... Let's listen to the bad ones first. ”

"When you're done, we'll get back to practice. The run was just a warm-up, so you should hurry up and recover, and we have a lot of projects waiting for you. ”

“...... And what about the good news?"

"The good news is that you don't have to go back to study at night," Teacher Song said, "Aren't you happy?"

I'm glad you're a big-headed ghost!After all, isn't there just one bad news?!

"And it's not just evening self-study, you don't need to go to daytime classes in the future, I'll help you take a good leave, just practice on the playground." ”

Mu Yun felt that the next days were bleak.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Mu Yun was helped by Teacher Song and Qu Ruolan and sent home.

Every muscle in his body was screaming for pain, and he would cry for his father and mother when he touched it.

When Teacher Song saw him like this, he finally showed a trace of unbearable expression: "Although these exercises are hard, they are also good for you."

"You see in those martial arts novels, no matter how powerful people are, they all start from the basic skills of chopping wood, carrying water, and stepping horses, and the basic skills are solid.

"When you have the opportunity to encounter some great chance, or pick up some magic cheats, you can go a long way. ”

After enduring the pain and taking a bath, the water on his body didn't have time to dry, so he threw himself into bed and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took.

Suddenly, the door to the room was pushed open and gently shut, and a figure had slipped in.

The figure raised his hand, and a wisp of black smoke drifted in through the window, through the crack in the door, and soon the whole room was shrouded in a looming black mist.

The figure walked to the side of the bed, looked at Mu Yun, who was lying on the bed on all fours at the moment, snoring loudly, and stretched out a hand wrapped in black smoke.

The hand first gently stroked Mu Yun's forehead a few times, and then moved to Mu Yun's chest.

The wisps of black smoke wrapped around that arm suddenly seemed to have received an order, and flowed along the arm to Mu Yun's chest like a swimming snake, and suddenly got in.

Mu Yun, who was immersed in sleep, also seemed to feel something, frowned slightly, smacked his lips, and muttered, but he didn't wake up.

The black smoke was generated from the comer's arm, and it was continuously transported into Mu Yun's body, just like the scene when Mu Yun sucked Qu Ruolan's demonic qi today.

It's just that for the same thing, in less than a few seconds, Qu Ruolan's demonic qi was absorbed.

And now, ten minutes have passed, and the demonic qi in the hands of the comer is still continuously generated and transmitted into Mu Yun's body.

And the transmission of demonic power is also increasing, the few wisps of demonic energy cast at the beginning are just like a few soft little snakes, as soon as they enter Mu Yun's body, they are like swimming snakes returning to the sea, and they disappear in an instant;

Slowly it turned into a small stream, trickling and flowing;

Until now, it has become a raging river, and it is converging into a vast ocean in an endless stream.

At this moment, in Mu Yun's sleep, a desolate land appeared in the darkness, the cracked earth flowed with fiery red magma, and the mountains in the distance were covered with thick ice, and there was no trace of life as far as the eye could see.

Suddenly, the wind stirred the air, thunder tore through the silence, the clouds quickly converged, and the torrential rain came violently.

The ice crust on the mountain suddenly bursts, and large and small currents gush out of it, roaring with the sound of water, and where it flows, the hard rock is washed away, and the cracked earth is penetrated.

The torrent and the magma embrace wildly, forming new lands, new greenery, and the whole world becoming full of life.

Eventually, everything dissipated and returned to darkness.

At the end of the dissipation of consciousness, something seemed to have been dormant in the body that had been awakened for a long time.

Finally, the figure at the head of the bed slowly withdrew his arm and breathed a long sigh of relief, almost silently.

Nearly an hour had passed, and Mu Yun was already sweating profusely, and the sheets and quilt were wet.

However, he was still asleep, as if the sky was falling and could not wake him up.

The figure is as silent as when it comes, and it is as silent as a ghost.

The moment the door closed again, the black fog of the windows and doors quietly dissipated.

The sound of insects and frogs outside the window sounded again, one after another. The faint orange street lamps spilled in through the breezy curtains, mottled and swaying.