Chapter 128: Ten Thousand Souls

It is also a blessing in disguise, so it opens the souls of ten thousand people. And at the same time, after Mu Yang's confrontation with the gravity tower gravity, the bones in his body have enjoyed thousands of tempers, and the hardness and strength are far stronger than ordinary people.

He had previously suggested that Yang Fan use the Broken Gravity Tower to strengthen his bones in order to achieve martial arts accomplishment, but he didn't expect that he would try this step first. It's okay now, at this moment, I have stepped into the martial arts in half a step and forgot about myself, and I have the bone density of a monster, and this body doesn't take the fighting route, it's a pity.

"Looks like I really have to think about martial arts."

Mu Yang thought in his heart.

"But at least before the sixth order. With his current strength and economic state, it will be difficult to collect all the main skill books of the electricity genre. ”

Mu Yang walked out of the gravity tower, and for the students who had been taught since childhood that "the soul does not exist at all", the killing intent was also incomprehensible to them. Many of Lu Anshun's subordinates stood dead and did not retreat, wanting to see what the hell this freshman was doing.

As a result, Mu Yang's almost endless anger contained in the Ten Thousand Souls crushed it one by one, and several of Lu Anshun's subordinates spat out blood one after another, stumbling backwards.

"I'll go, why do Lu Anshun spit out blood as soon as those people get close to that freshman?"

"Spell Attack! That's right, this freshman turned out to be a minor in the curse department! ”

The crowd was talking again, and some people swore that this new minor was one of the most bizarre and unfathomable of the telekinesis, and was also recognized as one of the most powerful of the school, the Curse Department.

The people in the student union were much smarter than the gangsters under Lu Anshun, and they found that something was wrong, although they didn't know what was going on, but they consciously retreated to a safe distance from Muyang.

Mu Yang turned around, and suddenly Wu Ya's figure appeared in the crowd.

Mu Yang was stunned. Obviously, the probability that both of them are in the Tiger Academy is too low.

He slowly converged the terrifying power of the Ten Thousand Souls into his body.

Anyway, this little girl saved herself in the Yellow Light District, and she still has to give face.

"I'm ......," Uya moved her lips. She was going to say sorry, because she also had a part in raising gravity outside of the gravity tower.

But I didn't know, as soon as I saw Mu Yang's casual appearance, I was worried in vain. There was a small inexplicable willful anger in Wu Ya's heart, and she couldn't say the next three words anymore.

Mu Yang suddenly felt that he had lost his strength. The energy consumed by exuding ten thousand souls to suppress others was far beyond his expectations, not to mention that he was already exhausted when he fought gravity in the gravity tower before.

He knelt down all at once, facing Uya's direction.

In the eyes of others, it looks like Mu Yang originally walked out of the gravity tower with great momentum, looking ready to kill. After glancing at Wu Ya in the crowd, Wu Ya just said the word "I" lightly, and Mu Yang knelt down to her reverently.

Muyang: "......"

Wu Ya's little hand covered her mouth in surprise: "......"

……

"It's really embarrassing, I didn't expect to see you in this situation."

In the infirmary, Wu Ya gently bandaged Mu Yang's arm. Looking at the bandaged crooked, dog-like bandage, Mu Yang had the urge to tear it off and throw it into the trash.

However, for the sake of Wuya's eagerness to make up for his mistakes, he still forgot it.

"It doesn't matter." Mu Yangyan couldn't help but comfort her, "In those five minutes I spent in the fifth-level gravity tower, I originally thought I was really going to die. Unexpectedly, one of the skills of the curse system broke through because of this, but it made me a blessing in disguise, survived and became stronger further. ”

He explained the power of the Ten Thousand Souls as the power of the curse system. Anyway, everyone present thought so, and the curse system was also the most mysterious of the many schools of telekinesis, and no matter how he explained it, some people believed it.

There was a sudden silence between the two. Mu Yang didn't want to say anything, and Wu Ya didn't know what to say. An awkward atmosphere permeated the two-person infirmary.

"What happened last time in the Yellow Light District ......"

Wu Ya opened her mouth, and just wanted to say something, Mu Yang interrupted her: "Don't go to that kind of place next time, okay." You see, you look much better in your school uniform now, with a single ponytail, and no makeup than you do in a bar. ”

Wu Ya was like a rooster being teased, and suddenly blushed with anger: "Why do you say that I, you, you yourself are not there yet." ”

Muyang Dayi Ling Ran: "I am an adult, you are a child." Where adults can go, children are not allowed. ”

"I'll you." Wu Ya pretended to be a lady for five minutes, and her nature was attacked, and she came up to make a gesture to hit Mu Yang.

Mu Yang blocked it with his hand: "Why, you almost killed me in the gravity tower, I haven't settled this account with you yet." Want to do something now? ”

Wu Ya's face was blue and white for a while, and finally she had to push him angrily and sit in her seat angrily.

I don't know why, in front of him, she will become a rebellious child if she doesn't say two words.

He has a natural sense of magic. What comes out always makes sense, but she just doesn't want to hear it.

Just as the two fell silent again, the class bell rang outside the hallway.

Wu Ya raised her head and glanced at Mu Yang: "It's class." I'm gone, and here you are...... Take care of your injuries. ”

"Go, go, go." Mu Yang waved his hand, "I'm fine, I don't need you to worry." ”

"I," Wu Ya's eyes showed a little annoyance, but in the end she didn't say anything, and restrained her temper, "I'm really leaving." We'll talk next time I have time. ”

"Well, go ahead." Mu Yang had already turned around on the hospital bed, took a newspaper and read it.

Wuya stomped her foot, didn't say anything, and ran away.

When her slender back disappeared outside the ward for a long time, Mu Yang, who was originally lying on the bed and pretending to be dead, suddenly jumped up, rushed to the door of the bed, and looked at the end of the corridor.

There was no figure, and Wuya had already walked away.

Mu Yang rushed back to the hospital bed again, leaned down and put his ear to the hospital bed, and whispered in a voice that only he could hear: "Little lamb, hey, little sheep, can you hear it?" ”

He was the only one in the empty hospital room talking to himself, and no one answered. Fortunately, Wuya is gone now, otherwise I would have thought he was a psychopath.

Mu Yang was a little annoyed: it seems that he can only talk to the lamb in a dream.

He walked around the same place twice: "I didn't plan to return to the dream so early, it seems that I have to enter it again." ”

Before, on Wu Ya's head, Mu Yang saw black smoke coming out again.

Except for the color, it is almost exactly the same as the fog that emerged above Pan Wei's head on the simulated battlefield. Only Mu Yang can detect it.

It's the breath of a nightmare.