Chapter 192: Eight or Nine Points
I have to say that the skill of the well of space is addictive if you play it too much.
For example, Zuo Yang at this time, the well of space in front of him.
It is dark and deep, full of spatial countercurrents, as if it is full of great terror.
With a wave of his hand, Zuo Yang could look at the heavens and all the worlds.
Or even a peek.
I often see some images of shame.
It's red-faced.
"Phew, this bad old man is very bad. ”
"I'm a lot older, and I'm still doing that kind of thing with the maid. ”
"It's not serious............ ”
Accidentally,I saw some indiscretions.,High-definition uncensored uncensored pictures.。
Zuo Yang immediately reprimanded angrily.
It's really embarrassing, and under the anger, I can't help but take a sip.
The old thing, stinky and shameless, Zuo Yang immediately despised it and spat into the well of space.
"Xiaocui, why are you spitting in the old man's face?"
"Oops, why is there still thick phlegm?"
This old man doesn't know which world the landlord is old wealthy.
All of a sudden, a mouthful of sputum appeared on his face.
I immediately thought it was the maid Xiaocui's.
I wasn't very angry, and I didn't look very disgusted.
"Master, Xiao Cui didn't spit in your face. ”
Xiao Cui is face flushed, her eyes widened, and she said with an innocent face.
When he saw the bad old man, he wiped it on his face.
There was a hint of disgust in his eyes.
"Lying in a groove, how is this possible?"
Zuo Yang, who saw this scene, couldn't help but be shocked.
I can't even believe it.
He just spat casually.
Why did it spit out from the well of space to the face of the old man?
Of course, why is there phlegm in saliva?
I guess I've been catching a cold lately.
In short, Zuo Yang, who spit saliva on someone's face.
Immediately, I did reflection and introspection, and memorized the family style and family motto.
I made a profound criticism and self-criticism.
Spitting is an uncivilized phenomenon.
It doesn't matter which world your saliva is spitting into.
It is necessary to build a harmonious world of heavens and worlds and establish good socialist values.
We should all put an end to such uncivilized behavior.
Talk about civilization and establish a new style.
"If it really could, it would be interesting. ”
In order to verify his conjecture, Zuo Yang immediately picked up the fruit knife beside him.
Towards the well of space, the image of the unfortunate thing was thrown.
"Oops!"
With a howl, I saw the fruit knife that Zuo Yang threw out.
Precisely pierced the bad old man's white buttocks.
And it began to bleed.
"It works. ”
After verifying his conjecture, Zuo Yang was faintly excited.
Last time, Zuo Yang threw the belly pocket and painting he had fished in.
As for whether it was delivered to the original owner.
Zuo Yang didn't know.
Because he didn't see the picture himself.
Unable to verify.
What can be verified is that the evolution liquid has been put into the well of space twice.
It's all accurate and successful.
And this time, it was verified.
Zuo Yang found that he could directly attack the target through the space.
In the future, see who is unhappy, just sit at home.
Throw the soles of your shoes in his face.
Throw knives, throw bombs.
It's quite enjoyable to think about.
In short, you can throw anything into it, but you can't spit on it.
Because we were educated from a young age.
Spitting is uncivilized and impolite.
This point will need to be noted in the future.
After reading some, it is not suitable for children, and it is a bad picture that stains the eyes.
Zuo Yang also reprimanded him bitterly.
Now it's time for the exciting treasure hunting session.
"If you catch a handful every day, you can always catch some treasures, right?"
Zuo Yang rubbed his hands, he really didn't believe it, the heavens and all the worlds couldn't get a good thing.
Immediately, with a wave of his hand, the well of space immediately stirred up a countercurrent of space.
And just after the countercurrent, there will be a period of time when the space is stable.
There's a difference between fishing for treasures and throwing things into the well of space.
Throw things at will, without thinking about the risks at all.
Just smash it accurately at the picture of the well of space.
Fishing for treasures is to be done by hand, and you have to consider the risks.
You can't use the well of space to accurately fish for treasures after the picture is displayed.
Because when you show the picture, the well of space is unstable.
There are strong spatial fluctuations.
If you reach in, you will be unlucky and encounter a spatial countercurrent.
Your hands are gone, and you are directly shattered by the countercurrent of space, turning into residue and spilling it into the heavens and all worlds.
Therefore, if you fish for treasures, you can't show the picture, and you can only rely on luck to catch them randomly.
Zuo Yang took advantage of the fact that the countercurrent had just passed, and the space was stable for a while.
It's a quick reach.
Whatever he cares about, come over first.
"Is it a scroll?"
"It would be nice if it was an antique painting. ”
Zuo Yang was stunned at first, and immediately looked forward to it.
Looking at the elegant and delicate frame, this painting must also be very precious.
It belongs to a work that the owner of the painting prefers.
With a strong curiosity, Zuo Yang immediately unfolded the painting scroll.
I saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy on the picture scroll.
The plain white robe, the shocked eyebrows, and the indifferent and cold gaze.
The eyebrows are distinct, and the eyeballs are pure pitch black, as black as the endless abyss at the end of the universe.
If you look at it for a while, you will have the illusion that you are about to be drawn in.
The corners of the boy's mouth were slightly hooked.
The expression seemed so calm, calm and gentle.
It's as if everything around him has nothing to do with him.
Alone, he walked through the quiet forest.
"The young man is very handsome, and he has my own style. ”
Don't blow it or black, Zuo Yang looked at the portraits of the people on the scroll.
I only think that the person on this painting is handsome and close to himself at this moment.
It can only be said that the style is extraordinary.
This lad will definitely have a good future in the future.
"Huh?"
Zuo Yang looked at the portrait, but the more he looked at it, the more familiar it felt.
"No, this T is me, right?"
I was really surprised, at first I just felt that I had my own style.
If you look closely, it just feels very familiar.
But I found that the young man in the painting, whether it is his eyebrows or appearance, or the details of his face, are very similar to him.
The more I look at it, the more I look like it, and the more I look at it, the more I feel that I am looking at myself.
"Hiss....... ”
"It can't be such a coincidence, can it?"
Zuo Yang couldn't help frowning, there was a person in the heavens and all worlds who looked very similar to him.
This is not surprising at all.
There are more people who look alike.
But as soon as he fished it out, he fished out a portrait of a person who looked very similar to him.
This is too much of a coincidence.
In addition to the portraits of the characters, a line of words was left on the scroll.
"Is that her?"
"Why is it her every time, do you want to be so fateful?"
This handwriting is familiar to Zuoyang, and it is very beautiful and very aura.
Isn't it the talented girl who cultivated the truth last time?
For the first time, I caught a personal thing from someone.
The second time, I found a landscape painting from someone else.
I didn't expect it to be the third time, and it was still someone else's stuff that I caught.
This talented woman who cultivates truth has been harassed by him three times.
This is called Zuoyang, how embarrassing.
"Alas, good vision!"
Zuo Yang sighed weakly, and finally couldn't help but praise.
This is a very similar person to him.
is obviously the lover of this talented woman.
From the inscription, you can see that there is a strong longing.
After reading the portrait and inscription, Zuo Yang turned his gaze to the small line at the bottom of the scroll.
After looking closely, it was a pang in my heart.
I was shocked.
His eyes widened in disbelief.