Chapter 12: A Verse

Lin Qianmo no longer showed mercy, launched the "Zhiyang Qiankun Gong", and opened the power of the "Sun" realm!

The breath of the sun, domineering and strong, everywhere you go, nothing is burned.

He stepped on his feet, passing through the black mist formed by the yin qi, and the black mist made a "zizi" sound and dissipated!

Lin Qianmo didn't hesitate, and punched Zhang Xiaojing!

After "Zhiyang Qiankun Gong" strengthened the essence of life, Lin Qianmo seemed to have evolved, both in terms of physical fitness and reaction ability, which was more than twice that of ordinary people.

His rush was no less than the speed at which Zhang Xiaojing's ghost dodged!

Lin Qianmo's fist was covered with the qi of the sun, and the whole fist was like a red-hot hammer, with a red streamer, imprinted on Zhang Xiaojing's chest!

All of this happened between the lightning and flint, Zhang Xiaojing didn't expect Lin Qianmo's speed to be so fast, and when he hurriedly dodged, his left shoulder was still burned by Lin Qianmo's fist.

"Ahh

Zhang Xiaojing let out a scream of pain, and his entire left shoulder instantly burned, this is the Qi of the Yang burning the Yin Soul!

"Puff puff!"

The surrounding yin qi quickly washed over Zhang Xiaojing's left shoulder, and soon that supreme yang qi was wiped out, but even so, the soul body of Zhang Xiaojing's left shoulder disappeared as a fist-sized piece!

Lin Qianmo made a successful move, and the offensive became more and more rapid, punch after punch, and red streamers flashed in all directions.

After Zhang Xiaojing was burned by the yang energy, he knew that it was powerful, so he could only move to dodge, but his speed was not as fast as Lin Qianmo, and he tried his best to dodge, but he was still hit by the fist.

All of a sudden, the screams were repeated, and even the speed at which he turned into a "black shadow" slowed down.

"No, this person's yang energy is like fire, you can't fight him, first cover his eyes, and then kill him when I completely turn into a black shadow!"

Hit by Lin Qianmo, Zhang Xiaojing's soul body dimmed, and he knew that if he continued like this, he would definitely die!

Dodging Lin Qianmo's blow again, Zhang Xiaojing opened her mouth and spit out a burst of white gas.

After this white qi dissipated in the air, what Lin Qianmo saw in front of him changed.

I don't know when, the sun is about to rise overhead, and the white light pours down, shining on the body, making people feel warm.

At this moment, Lin Qianmo was standing in the corridor of a corridor, as far as the eye could see, there were teaching buildings, and the sound of reading was also heard in his ears:

"The eaves are low, and the grass is green on the stream.

Wu Yin is good in drunk, who is white-haired?

Zhong'er hoes beans to the east of Xidong, and Zhong'er is weaving chicken coops.

The favorite child scoundrel, the head of the stream lies on the lotus bed. ”

"Xin Qiji's words, I am ......"

Lin Qianmo looked around quietly, he stretched out his hand, and felt the sun shining on his hand was warm.

"So true, this is ...... Ghost Blinding? ”

In the past few days, Lin Qianmo has made up for his knowledge of the supernatural in addition to his cultivation, such as ghosts hitting the wall, ghosts asking for directions, ghosts pressing the bed, and ghosts covering their eyes.

The ghost blinds the eyes, that is, the ghost uses its own ghost energy to obscure people's visual nerves and create another scene to convey to the mind.

The higher the ghost's ability, the deeper the ghost's blindfolding, and the more realistic the scene seen by the person who is blinded by the ghost, and it is difficult to find the flaw.

is like a good and emotionless person, but inexplicably jumped off the building and died, in fact, it was not out of his original intention, but he was blinded by a ghost, and he didn't know that there was no road under his feet, but death was high in the sky.

"Play this set!" Lin Qianmo understood Zhang Xiaojing's thoughts, "He can't stand the breath of the sun, and wants to drag me by covering his eyes with ghosts, and he won't show up to fight me until he turns into a black shadow." ”

"However, the ghosts that manipulate the ghost to cover the eyes must also be in the illusion, I only need to find the person Zhang Xiaojing has conjured, and the ghost can be broken!"

Thinking of this, Lin Qianmo took two steps forward and casually pushed open a classroom door.

This is the classroom of the second class of the fifth grade, and the Chinese class is being held, and the sound of Fang Cai's recitation comes from this class.

As Lin Qianmo pushed the classroom away, the recitation stopped abruptly, and a group of children and middle-aged female teachers looked at Lin Qianmo in a daze at the same time.

Lin Qianmo glanced around and stared.

He actually saw a child who looked exactly like Zhang Xiaojing!

Lin Qianmo walked over quickly, his eyes never left him, and the child shrank in fear, his face was very scared.

"Stop!" The middle-aged female teacher reacted, snorted, and looked at Lin Qianmo a little nervously: "You, this ...... What do you want to do sir? Don't scare the kids! ”

Lin Qianmo retracted his gaze and smiled slightly: "Don't do anything, I'm looking for my brother, and I just recognized the wrong person." ”

Yin and Yang Eyes didn't see anything in this child who looked like Zhang Xiaojing, there was no fluctuation of Yin Qi, and there were no flaws that should be there.

After finishing speaking, Lin Qianmo took two steps back.

Seeing this, the middle-aged female teacher breathed a sigh of relief, and also smiled back with a kind smile: "So that's the case, I don't know what your brother's name is?" What grade are you in? Maybe I know what class he's in. ”

"His name is Zhang Xiaojing, and he is in the fifth grade." Lin Qianmo said.

The middle-aged female teacher thought for a moment: "Zhang Xiaojing? There seem to be a few children in the fifth grade with this name, so why don't you go to the office on the first floor and ask the other teachers. ”

Lin Qianmo's smile remained unchanged: "In this way, then thank you teacher." ”

"You're welcome, as it should be." The female teacher smiled apologetically.

Lin Qianmo nodded, then walked out of the classroom and closed the door casually.

The voice of the female teacher came from behind him: "Come, classmates, it's okay, let's continue to recite this song of Qingping Music." ”

"There is no flaw, it looks like a suspicious formation, delaying time?" Lin Qianmo walked a few steps, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't find it.

"When it's true, it's true and false, and what looks like Zhang Xiaojing is not his real body, so who is?" Lin Qianmo suddenly stopped, thinking of a key, "Logic, yes, logic!" A fifth-grader has become a ghost, and even though he has great abilities, the logic is still the logic of a child! I know what's the problem! ”

"The problem is not a child who looks like Zhang Xiaojing, but the female teacher! As a normal female teacher with humanity and motherhood, at the moment when the child is in danger, she must be desperate to stand in front of the child, instead of standing aside nervously! ”

Lin Qianmo snapped his fingers, turned around gorgeously, walked a few steps, and kicked open the classroom door of Class 52.

The middle-aged female teacher and the children in the class were startled again and stopped reading.

Lin Qianmo looked at the middle-aged female teacher and smiled coldly: "Teacher, excuse me, may you tell me, what is the last poem of 'A Piece of Ice Heart in the Jade Pot'?" ”

"What?" The middle-aged female teacher was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously replied, "I, I don't know." ”

"That's you!"

Lin Qianmo sprinted, raised his hand and punched, with the qi of the sun, and blasted towards the middle-aged female teacher!