Crying and crying, I suddenly realized that now is not the time to cry, and the top priority should be to find a way to run away while those few people haven't noticed him.

Thinking so, Lao Dao stopped crying in the next second and wiped away his tears.

I lifted the quilt off my body and tried to move my hands and feet.

I remember the pain in my chest before I fainted, and I was almost breathless, I didn't know how many ribs were broken, and my arms and legs seemed to be broken.

At this moment, Lao Dao suddenly found that his injuries were not serious, and they were basically about to heal.

Is the injury not that serious in the first place, or is his recovery speed already terrifying?

For the time being, I can't figure out why, and the old way can only attribute it to the endless escape of his old way.

If he really broke a few ribs, even with a broken arm and a broken leg, he wouldn't be able to run even if he wanted to.

And now...

Carefully move under the bed, trying to slow down your movements, as if you were afraid that a little more force would alarm the few big guys hiding here.

I was scared to death, my body was trembling slightly, and Lao Dao got out of bed tremblingly.

I bowed over and took a look, and found that it was a foreign monk lying on the hospital bed next door.

After thinking about it for 0.3 seconds, in line with the principle that dead Daoists do not die and poor Dao, Lao Dao did not try to wake up the foreign monk, let alone prepare to pack the foreign monk and take it away.

It is still unknown whether he can run by himself, and if he brings a foreign monk, then neither of them will have to run.

"Monk, it's not that the poor way doesn't care about you, it's really the poor way itself that can't be protected."

"For the sake of everyone's acquaintance, you can rest assured that during the New Year's holidays in the future, the poor road of Qingming Zhongyuan will burn some paper money for you.

You have a good life down here, don't miss the poor road, but don't come up to find the poor road! ”

muttered in a low voice, looked apologetically at the foreign monk, and moved towards the door little by little.

Half a meter.

One meter.

Two meters.

With a distance of more than two meters, Lao Dao feels more difficult than running a full marathon.

Finally moved to the door of the ward, and the cat looked out with its eyes.

Take a look... Lao Dao almost cried again.

The police!

What's more, why are there two policemen guarding the door of the poor ward?

Poor Road ...... Poor Dao hasn't done anything in the past few days!

Thinking about it with some uncertainty, Lao Dao never thought that he had done something recently.

I haven't touched the abduction and deception, how can the police find me?

Could it be that I pretended to be mentally ill last time and ran away?

Can... That's not so much that the police will come to the door, and he didn't cheat money and sex, he just kept his life away from right and wrong.

Thinking about it in his heart, Lao Dao glanced at the police guarding outside.

It's midnight, and the two buddies are still in good spirits.

Sitting in a chair, chatting in a low voice.

Through the crack in the door, Lao Dao heard that these two buddies were actually talking about the experience of solving the case.

It's really a line of love, and a look of hard work and enterprising.

It's just that... Is now the time to work harder?

Don't run away again, wait until that guy fully wakes up and notices this side, he can't dump the goods here?

Thinking of the possible danger of waiting, Lao Dao was anxious.

The more anxious I am, the more cowardly I feel.

The cells of the whole body trembled, and the trembling cells seemed to be stimulated, and they opened their mouths one by one, frantically devouring the aura of heaven and earth around them - they wanted to become stronger.

Only by becoming stronger, can we have more security!

In the state of cowardice, Lao Dao's evolution speed began to increase rapidly, far ten times or a hundred times faster than the usual evolution speed.

At the same time, the aura tide caused by the high-speed evolution and crazy devouring the aura of heaven and earth here also affected the ascetic notes placed in the lower bag of the cabinet next to Monk Yang.

The notebook was spontaneously activated under the watering of a large amount of aura, and began to compete with the old Tao for the aura of heaven and earth.

A large amount of aura is poured out, so that the notebook blooms with divine light.

This light is quiet and peaceful, and can make one's mind unconsciously tranquil, except for the old way.

For Lao Dao, at a dangerous juncture, go to the special spiritual tranquility, who loves tranquility and who goes quietly, he pointed to running away.

A gentleman does not stand a wall, as long as he can run away successfully, as long as he can stay away from danger, don't say that his spirit is not quiet, he is willing to make him really mentally ill.

And I wanted to run away, and the whole old way of being a dog from the heart didn't find out.

With his frenzied devouring of heaven and earth aura, with the ascetic notes of the foreign monk devouring a large amount of aura and spontaneously emitting Buddha light.

The red-clothed ghost, who had just opened his eyes and was still a little confused, seemed to have seen the lighthouse ship on the sea at night.

His gaze suddenly fell on the lighthouse in the dark night.

There is no way, it is dark everywhere else, just on your side, it is not bright and it keeps flashing and shining.

As if afraid that others will not see you, keep reminding others - look! Look here! I'm here, come and see!

If you can't notice this, Xinya can take off her red clothes and die again.

Looking at the ward building where the aura was swren, the ghost Xinya instinctively frowned.

Although she was affected by evil spirits, anger and resentment, her consciousness did not have any remains, but she still had some ability to think.

In the ward building, which always attracted her attention, Xinya felt two... No, it's three strands.

Sensed three breaths that made her very, very annoying.

It's so annoying... The first time she felt those breaths, she had an urge to rush up and tear apart the existence that emanated that breath.

In fact, as a ghost, it is impossible for her to restrain her impulses.

At the first moment of this impulsive feeling, Xin Ya rushed out without hesitation.

Between two points, take a straight line.

Volleys fly through walls.

The next moment, he appeared in the ward of the old Taoist and foreign monks.

In the ward, Lao Dao, who was still frantically turning his brain and thinking about how to run, felt something, and subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction of Xin Ya.

At that moment, the whole person seemed to have turned into a corpse, and suddenly froze there.

Damn!

Hell yes!

It's scary!

Master Zu is above, Master Zu blesses!

Can't see me! Can't see me!

Barrage Protector!

The old Dao who was frozen there was swiped by countless barrages in his heart in an instant.

At the same time as these barrages of the word 'cowardice' can be seen from the cracks in the words horizontally and vertically, Lao Dao's body was stimulated, and the speed of devouring aura evolution soared several times.

At a certain point...

"Click~"

Invisibly, there seemed to be a broken sound, but there was no sound when I listened closely, which made Lao Dao wonder if he was having auditory hallucinations.

At the same time that voice sounded, a large amount of aura was instantly devoured and absorbed by Lao Dao.

The strength of his body nearly doubled in an instant, and his entire body was filled with a sense of power.

At this critical juncture, Lao Dao relied on his huge survival instinct to break the bottleneck and complete the first cell evolution.

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