"Commander Qin."

The man turned his head and looked at the man with a somewhat pale face and said, "Why don't you have a good rest." ”

This man known as the commander of Qin is the man in military uniform who was defeated by Li Zongnan before and almost died, one of the four commanders of the former state pastoral mansion, Qin Lie and Qin Zhengyang.

Qin Lie looked at the man, knowing that his life was all tied to this person, so he didn't dare to act disrespectfully to the man, he first bent down and saluted the man, and then said respectfully: "Senior, I don't know what I can do for you?" ”

The man smiled when he heard this, and then said, "No, I don't need you to do anything for me, I just ...... That's it, if you really want to do something, then work hard to cultivate the Black Sky Illusory Heart Dafa. ”

Hearing this, Qin Lie thought that he had heard it wrong, there was such a good thing in the world?

At first, Qin Lie thought that the man saved him because of the Black Sky Illusory Heart Dafa, but in the subsequent glances, he understood that this person was really not for the Black Sky Illusory Heart Dafa at all, it seemed that it was just to save him.

But Qin Lie is also in his thirties, so naturally he will not be so naïve and arrogant to think that this man is really just here to save him!

But......

Qin Lie hesitated for a moment, but still bowed his head and said, "Okay, senior." ”

The man smiled, and then said, "Don't worry, I won't hurt you, otherwise, I won't save you." ”

The man is smaller than Qin Lie, but looking at the atmosphere between the two, he knows that the person who occupies the absolute initiative is a man.

Therefore, Qin Lie, who heard the man say this, believed it or not, he had to make a relaxed expression......

At this moment, in Baiyue City, in the Zhong Mansion-

In the small courtyard outside Zhong Ming's room—

Zhong Ming practiced the Bailie Fist Sutra, venting his heart to the fullest, the qi and blood in his body were surging and surging, and his body seemed to have inexhaustible strength.

This scene was seen by the servants passing by, and they couldn't help but be stunned, when had they ever seen such a powerful martial art, one by one opened their mouths wide and stared at each other, standing in place as if they had been immobilized.

Bang!!

After fighting for half an hour, the blood in his body was boiling and boiling

, The sweat on his forehead was faintly white mist, and suddenly two fierce cannon fists burst out with a loud boom like an explosion, which shocked the onlookers and servants to sit on the ground dizzy, Zhong Ming then spit out a long breath and slowly retracted his fist, his face was full of joy that could not be concealed.

"The effect of the hedron is well deserved!"

After readjusting his mentality, Zhong Ming returned to the room, took out the spar in the stone box, put it on his forehead, and then used the internal force to convey it to the spar.

When all the internal power was drilled into the spar, the spar suddenly trembled as if it had touched some mechanism, and slowly floated up, emitting a faint light, under the shroud of this light, Zhong Ming's brain roared, and then a huge spiritual light rushed from the depths of his mind like a flood-

After a while......

"Hoo ......"

With a long breath of turbidity, Zhong Ming slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were unfathomable, as if the bottomless ancient well made people can't help but fall into it when they see it.

Stroking the hedron that had fallen due to the exhaustion of his inner strength, he shook his head lightly and sighed.

"Although this method works quickly, it loses a portion of the hedron each time...... I don't know if I can lose it......"

"That's it, although the hedron will be lost, it will also be lost by other methods, but it will only be a matter of time."

Thinking of this, Zhong Ming sat up from the posture of sitting cross-legged, properly put away the stone box, and then gently jumped to the ground in front of the bed, and put on a pile gong recorded in the Bailie Fist Sutra, and quickly entered the state with the agreement of the breathing rate of the hands and feet, and the qi and blood in the body were churning and roaring endlessly, and everywhere he went, there was a hot and burning sensation everywhere he went, and a different feeling of subtle control came to his heart.

With the breathing and the slow movements of the hands and feet, the bones of the body made a crackling sound. The muscles and membranes also trembled slightly, as if the whole person had turned into a huge heart, thumping with the breathing rate.

After a while, after calming down, Zhong Ming opened his eyes, his eyes were neither sad nor joyful, like a god......

However, the next moment-

Gollum~~~

His stomach croaked unconsciously, a strong feeling of hunger welled up in his heart, and his stomach twitched uncomfortably.

Zhong Ming's sad and joyless expression instantly broke the gong, clutched his stomach, and secretly thought, "The consumption is too great."

......"

There are gains and losses!

He constantly regulates his luck and blood to enhance the strength of his physical body, but the huge amount of energy consumption generated by this is no joke.

"Let's get some food in the kitchen......"

Thinking of this, Zhong Ming left the room and immediately took action......

……

At the same time, on the other side, in Zhong Jing's room-

Zhong Jing, who noticed that his behavior was becoming more and more strange, locked himself in the room, and made up his mind not to visualize the monster, but-

Zhong Jing found that it was okay when he took the initiative to visualize, the monster would not take the initiative to provoke him, once he was not visualizing, the monster would actually appear when he was sleeping, and even when he closed his eyes, he was so shocked that he was about to have a nervous breakdown......

"Damn! How can this thing be the same as the 'poppy' that circulates in those tribes in southern Xinjiang...... No! More than 'poppy'! ”

Zhong Jing, whose face was a little hideous, and his eyes were bloodshot, gasped.

"No more! I don't know if I can quit like 'Poppy'! Visualization is a must! Otherwise...... I'm going crazy! ”

With pain, discomfort, and a hint of madness flashing in his eyes, Zhong Jing entered a state of visualization after saying a few words, and it was very easy, not like before, and he didn't need to be calm like before......

And at the moment when he fell into a state of visualization, streams of black qi like tentacles, with his shadow as the source, came out towards the outside world little by little......

………………

At the same time, thousands of miles away from Baiyue City, in a small inn in the Western Regions Desert at the junction of the Western Regions and the Great Zhou.

The handsome man holding Nalan Qing suddenly said, "Help me." ”

"How can I help?" Nalan Qing didn't care about the handsome man's sudden words, nor did he ask the handsome man what he wanted to do.

"Feng Xinglie and his party helped me hold it down."

"I can't hold it off, I don't have a relationship with them." Nalan Qing said bluntly.

"Half an hour."

"That's fine."

……

While Nalan Qing was talking to the handsome man, on the other side, in Jiang Bai's room.

Jiang Bai looked at the humanity in front of him: "......"

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