Li Bai waited in the hall all night, still in good spirits, and he couldn't see the slightest tiredness, but Hao Jingyu's voice made him almost fall to the ground from the sofa in the hall. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body.

"Eagle, you have opened your mind? But...... This voice is too pompous! How much sorrow does this have to endure to utter such a mournful roar? The acting skills are too inferior, I'm afraid it will have the opposite effect. Li Bai muttered quietly, and the corner of his eyes secretly swept to the table in the hall, the beautiful figure.

Pedestrians on the street looked at the attic, and some people couldn't help but sigh: "This guy can, he is full of energy, and he is completely comparable to a tenor." It's a pity that when I heard the voice, I did something wrong and was repaired by my wife, otherwise why would I make such a sour roar. “

Some people echoed and said: "I was beaten by my wife early in the morning, this guy is also a tragedy, I really want to go up and reason with his wife, home is a place that talks about tolerance, how big it is, just use domestic violence, isn't it advocating harmonious husband and wife now." ”

Someone else put forward a more constructive suggestion, saying: "Why don't we pretend to be guests and go in and have a look?" If you can, help that buddy intercede too? Woman, everything has passed, let him serve tea to his daughter-in-law and apologize! ”

Li Bai was about to suffocate his internal injuries, and the three men downstairs were standing at the door of the first floor, singing and commenting, and deliberately speaking loudly, they were also well-intentioned, could this be regarded as a roundabout way to help Hao Jingyu?

"No, I can't hold it back, I really don't want to laugh, but the three warm-hearted buddies downstairs are really too coke, and their brains are open, and they can think of such a good joke, which really makes me have to be convinced!"

After speaking, Li Bai laughed unscrupulously, and suddenly a fritter flew out of the dining table, caught off guard, Li Bai's movements slowed down, the fritter broke through his outstretched fingers and stuffed directly into his mouth, a pair of beautiful eyes with an icy chill, staring at him.

"Laughing well, right?" Xuanyuan Xiaoying spoke up, and deliberately stared at Chu Xiaoqian viciously, because she was also holding back very hard.

"I didn't laugh." Chu Xiaoqian was sitting precariously, scooping a bowl of hot soup for herself, her eyes glanced at Li Bai, and the meaning was self-evident: "You are finished, you have offended the beauties, and the consequences are often miserable." ”

“NO...... NO...... As a gentleman, you have to understand that I am expressing my emotions, and you don't want to see such a handsome international friend of mine, who is so handsome because of the 'painful' emotion and holding back an accident, was I laughing just now? It must have been that I was too tired last night and had auditory hallucinations. Li Bai patted his forehead with one hand, shrunk his neck, tapped his hands three times on his chest, and said, "Lord Almighty, please save your most faithful believer, just now I was impregnated by the devil, and I actually let out a smile that made the beautiful woman angry, this is really a sin, Amen!" “

"You are indeed very handsome...... Xuanyuan Xiaoying's head gave birth to black lines, Li Bai's thick face and oily tone have risen to a new height. What kind of courage can be used to describe the rolling flesh on the face as handsome?

"Okay, let's get down to business, what about last night's letter......" Xuanyuan Xiaoying's complexion was much better than last night, and after a night of sleep, the exhausted bloodline power also recovered a little.

In the guest room, Hao Jingyu's fast-beating heart finally calmed down, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with one hand, and sighed faintly: "It turned out to be a dream!" ”

"Dreams?" Hao Jingyu's eyes stared, as the saying goes: There are thoughts and dreams at night, and what you see and hear in dreams is also a warning many times. can glimpse the fate of a corner of life on the road.

"The dream of reincarnation for more than 20 years has changed overnight, is it good or bad? Why does my heart ache faintly when I think of the scene of the woman spilling blood in my dream? ”

"Xiaoying, right...... It's Xiaoying, although it's just a dream, the moment the dream ends, the veil on the woman's face falls off, although it's only half, but that kind of pretty face is clearly that Xuanyuan Xiaoying is the same person. “

"Who is that man? The iron rope in the back, the figure that appears in the back? What's going on? The man's face, why I can't see it clearly, but there is a sense of familiarity? Hao Jingyu shook his head, the suffocation in the dream was too real, and he was relieved now.

"Zombie Allah!" Hao Jingyu slowly recalled, and gradually clarified a thought, "Perhaps, I should talk to the old man Ziyang, this dream is not simple." Hao Jingyu rolled over from the bed, his upper body was full of bandages, and he pulled out a few beautiful bows. The white bow is very delicate and realistic, but it is tied to a big man, but it has a slight impact on the perspective of people.

Slowly looking at his eyes, Hao Jingyu could feel that the injuries under the bandages were all healed, and his fingers slowly crossed the deepest wounds under the ribs and abdomen, and a look of shock appeared on his face.

"How so? Could it be ......" As if to confirm something, Hao Jingyu's fingers pressed the wound. The bandage was also removed, and the red blood stains on it had long since dried up, and a layer of old skin fell off along with the bandage. Perfect abs are in the air, and the new skin is as white as a baby's skin.

"What a strong combat skill." Hao Jingyu let out a sigh of emotion.

"It's a pity that I've just practiced the first form of sanshou, and I don't know when the next two styles will be qualified to practice."

Thinking of that battle skill, Hao Jingyu's heart was very happy, the battle skill came from an ancient battlefield in Atlantis, an ancient continent in the ancient continent. To be precise, it is the trophy of the Dragon Group, and it is also the only unranked combat skill that Huaxia has obtained for decades, which is very mysterious, and the cultivation conditions are harsh to the point of outrageousness.

Killing intent into the heart, in order to control the murderous aura, many people come out of the mountain of corpses and blood, and they can only barely comprehend it throughout their lives, what is killing intent in the heart? It's not about how many people are killed, or how cruel the means of killing are, that can be decided. The murderous aura is very ethereal, some people have experienced life and death struggles, and when they return from the sea of blood, the bloody aura on their bodies can be so strong that it can be suffocating, but the tragic aura in it occupies a dominant position, so such a person can only release the murderous aura and enhance his momentum, but he can't control it.

What does it mean to be in control? It is born at will, arbitrarily out, and can condense the fantasy of the sea of blood in the rage, so as to achieve the effect of confusing people's hearts.

It's a pity that being able to control the murderous aura and be able to kill the intent does not mean that you can cultivate combat skills. The requirement of combat skills for the control of murderous energy is to be desired!

What is Meaning? Xuanzhi is mysterious and mysterious, and it is not clear. To put it in layman's terms, it is to be able to condense the murderous qi into one, gather but not disperse, and condense the murderous qi into a physical red mang, even if it reaches the level where the killing intent is conceived in the mind, this is the threshold for the cultivation of combat skills. In the entire Huaxia, there are many people who can control the murderous aura, and there are at least three people in the Dragon Group. But there is only one person who can condense the murderous aura into red mang, and that is Hao Jingyu!

Therefore, in the end, this combat skill was learned by Hao Jingyu, and the first type of loose hand speculation and drill, it took five full years to barely learn, and the most open and condensed bone armor is very simple, such as a flat wooden plank, no pattern, and the vertical eye is just an ornament. In terms of defense, it is only a cut above ordinary stainless steel battle armor. It wasn't until he fought with the Onmyoji that he looked down on life and death, put death on the ground and did not live, and was bent on death, so that he became a part of the murderous spirit, and he practiced the first type of loose hands dangerously and dangerously.

The name of the combat skill is very domineering, with only four words: Killing Blood Pupil. There is a simple description below: I should kill people, be willing to be a butcher, and kill all the six realms. This description is not recorded on the stele engraved with combat skills, but after Hao Jingyu cultivated the first form, it automatically appeared in his mind.

"No matter how much blood debt I have under my butcher's knife, I just need to remember to stick to my heart!" After putting on his coat, Hao Jingyu walked out of the guest room, and suddenly felt that in the air, there were several eyes with the master, and different feelings fell on him.

"Schadenfreude!" This is Li Bai's gaze, which was directly ignored by Hao Jingyu. As for Chu Xiaoqian's gaze, she should have secretly glanced at Hao Jingyu, with a faint shyness on her face. Her head was buried very low, holding a soup bowl in her hand, covering her face with the soup bowl, and her eyes fell on Hao Jingyu's abdomen several times, and sometimes even stayed at the base of Hao Jingyu's thighs. Don't get me wrong, the relationship between the two is still very pure, but last night the wound was bandaged, and something a little more beautiful happened.

What's the more charming? A wound extended from the abdomen to the root of the thigh, in order to stitch up the wound, it was inevitable that Chu Xiaoqian took off the blood-stained pants for Hao Jingyu, which may have been caused by Hao Jingyu's excessive yang, and his belly squeezed under his eyes, which was overgrown with hair.

What would an untrained girl do if she saw this? When the boxers appeared in front of me and the wound was stitched, I panicked, and my hand shook and touched the man's capital, what happened? In short, what happened last night, Hao Jingyu was in pain and happy, anyway, it was hard, hard a few times, and once, when it was hard, it was bounced on Chu Xiaoqian's hand.

The last gaze was cold, it belonged to Xuanyuan Xiaoying, she let out a nasal voice heavily, and once again fell her gaze on the email. The mail had long since been opened, and there was no letter, only a silk silk made of unknown material, which was soft and smooth, comparable to silk.