Chapter Ninety-Six: Ghost Magic, Seven Emotional Palms

Cream cake?

Yes, today is my Mu Qianyun's birthday, and this birthday cake has a very clear fingerprint printed on it. Bastard! It was left by this bastard, and when she and Lulu, Xiaoye, and Sisi peeked at him performing magic tricks, they looked very flustered, and they also took a bite secretly, which must have been left at that time.

She remembered very well, there was no trace of the rest of the place, only this one, and in the sound of blessings, she had to eat it in her mouth, and she really wanted to slap this bastard in the face at that time.

Bastards, bastards!

"Hit, hit him, beat this stinky rat to death!"

Her voice was high-pitched and sharp, and she became inexplicably excited, waving a "flag" and shouting on the high platform.

Suddenly another scream, Mu Qianyun came to her senses...... "I, where am I, what am I doing?" ”

She is only wearing underwear, which is thinner than the bikini she wears to the beach, which is real girl's underwear, and the model who is not a catwalk has insurance inside.

Ah——!h Another scream, so sharp that it pierced the eardrums, Mu Qianyun suddenly put the "flag" in her hand, the birthday evening dress she had carefully selected and bought with gritted teeth, blocked it on her chest, and wanted to cover her behind, and suddenly she was at a loss and stiffened on the high platform.

Hearing a scream, and then another scream, Luo Chen was startled, risked being hit hard, and glanced at it with his mind, and then glanced at the moment in the rolling, the girl's embarrassed appearance was cute and pitiful.

There was a big shock in his mind, as if a layer of mist had been shattered, this appearance was clearly the shame and embarrassment of Su Xiaoye when he fell into his arms, and his heart was transparent in an instant.

Ghost poison is insulated from all the dirt of this material world.

It comes from the heart, from the soul, and is attached to the attachment, which is the soul projection of all living beings in this world.

What was before the rose? What was Su Xiaoye's embarrassed appearance before?

It's a pair of cute big eyes, it's a very kawaii little face, it's the appearance of a comic girl when a teenager first sprouts feelings, yes, that's what it looks like, in my heart, in my mind, the image of such a girl is hazy.

And then...... Gently popped up a very small cloud of ghost elements, that kind of weird and wonderful fluctuations, not from the stylized imitation of [the poison of first love], but from the heart, from a certain longing in his own heart, such a longing really catalyzed the ghost poison.

Ghost poison, it should be some kind of "alive" emotion, and the fluctuation is its breathing.

And ghosts, perhaps, are the aggregation of many kinds of ghost poison, aggregated into a more advanced form, although there is no flesh and blood, but still "alive", "alive", in order to cling to the regret of life.

The body of the group continued to roll, and suddenly, Luo Chen jumped up like a bouncy ball that landed at high speed, and his counterattack began.

Snap, a palm flew out, and Mu Qianyun's embarrassed face was instantly projected in her mind, but because of the tumbling perspective, her delicate ketone body was cut into a white swan-like ballet figure on the opposite high platform.

The pure temptation of embarrassment mixed with elegance fluctuated together, contained in Luo Chen's palm, in order not to create another psychopath in an instant, he used very few ghost elements this time, only 0.1 micrograms at most.

The knife and axe hand was simply surprised that this mouse-like opponent dared to fight back, and subconsciously raised his arm to block the attack, and there was a sound on the ground, this always stereotypical and cold boxer couldn't help but want to laugh, fluttering, and there was no strength at all.

Boom, the audience laughed, I had to laugh, where is this still a fighting competition, it is clearly street boxing, this guy named Luo Chen is really funny, he was beaten like a ground mouse all over the field, and he began to fight back, but it was the street gangsters' random kicks and beatings.

Look, a fluttering palm, was a hard bridge and a hard horse, and the door was opened, and the entire chest, abdomen, head and face were all exposed to the opponent's straight-line attack range, and it was over, and the next move This guy was knocked to the ground and collapsed, or was kicked out directly.

The knife and axe hand smiled coldly, this stinky mouse noticed the loopholes in his attack methods as soon as he fought it, causing him to chase all over the field and spend a lot of effort but not succeed, hmph, the boss's orders are dead or alive, and broken arms and legs don't count, so, now, ...... Go to hell!

The knife and axe hand blocked Luo Chen's light slap, and his right hand hooked his palm like a chisel, he first practiced traditional martial arts in his early years: mantis boxing, more than ten years of fighting career, and even between life and death, he had already practiced his fists and feet like knives and axes, and then he hooked his palm, like a steel chisel.

The steel chisel seemed to glow with cold light, and went straight to Luo Chen's temple, for the sake of insurance, his thigh muscles began to contract, and the next move, he teased his yin legs to prepare, and then ...... There should be no more, these two moves are enough to kill, unless this young and handsome, but slippery opponent like a ground mouse - it is a fairy!

Snap, again, his steel-like knife arm was slapped lightly.

How? Own、Fist speed、When、Becoming、So ...... Slowed down for ......, he thought as fast as he could, and then, in the next moment—

Buddha Changyun: A moment is a thought, twenty thoughts are a moment, and twenty moments are a snap of a finger......

In the next moment, he completely lost his mind, no longer asked why, no longer asked endlessly, his brain suddenly lifted the lid like a pressure cooker, and countless old feelings gushed out.

Twenty thoughts are a moment, and at this moment, Luo Chen shouted in his heart - "Seven Love Palms"!

Smack, this palm is: Wife desire! Ghost element 0.1 micrograms.

Smack, this palm is: humble love! Ghost element 0.1 micrograms.

Smack, this palm is: evil obsession! Ghost element 0.05 mcg.

Smack, this palm is again: the taste of first love! Ghost element 0.1 micrograms.

Smack, this palm is: the resentment of getting stronger! Ghost element 0.1 micrograms.

Smack, this palm is: Midnight Dream! Ghost element 0.1 micrograms.

Snap, this is the last palm, the fluctuation of the "Poison of Happiness" slapped squarely in the center of the axe hand's chest, and the negligible ghost element dissipated into the invisible, but the ghost venom fluctuations penetrated deeply into the steel-cast iron body, plucking the heartstrings and indulging the soul.

The knife and axe hand also had youthful feelings, and the heartache of the past was one after another, because of mediocrity, because of humility, or perhaps because of money, power, and greed...... A delicate face that is happy and disgusted rolls in his mind, he has had many women, love or not, the hard and indifferent heart will wipe them out, but at this moment, he can no longer suppress it!

There was silence in the ring, and everyone's mouths were bigger than duck eggs. Oh - what the hell is going on? It's really magical, just like flying flowers picking leaves in martial arts novels, and a few slaps will beat people into internal injuries.

The axeman's ears were buzzing, and his mind was like a boiling oil pot, smoking green smoke, and any mood, emotion, and instinctive desire was thrown into it and exploded. His blood was surging, and his originally blue face was now red and vibrant, as if he was drunk.

Luo Chen let out a sigh of relief, haha, I finally figured it out, but can this set of palm techniques still be called "Seven Emotions Ghost Palm"?