Lin Qiguang really likes this feeling, although it is not at high speed, but when rolling, the perspective keeps changing, compared to the quiet he likes, Lin Qiguang thinks that this has a different kind of beauty. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I don't want that. Lin Qiguang thought, "This seems to be a contradiction in my spirit? Maybe one day there will be a split? No, I don't want this, it's really enough." ”

Lin Qiguang felt that he had found a thorny problem that was difficult to solve, and what was even more terrifying was that he couldn't even find the clue and way to solve the problem.

"Forget it, take one step at a time, and when that time comes, maybe there will be a way. Lin Qiguang comforted himself. This is followed by rapid movements.

But this time it was different, Lin Qiguang suppressed himself as much as possible, and didn't let himself have some thoughts that he didn't need and didn't want.

There are no superfluous movements, every move is within the control of one's own reason, and one's own reason itself is like a thought policeman, forcibly correcting the mistakes made by every body part.

Even the original action of jumping, jumping, and rolling has been directly canceled.

Lin Qiguang wanted to fly over directly, to be exact, gliding over.

Sounds like a problem? No, it's not.

Lin Qiguang's main perception method is not purely dependent on his own organs, but the optic nerve in his body can't keep up with the upgrading of his own strength to some extent.

Therefore, in this high-speed gliding, Lin Qiguang will also eliminate his distracting thoughts as much as possible, and the speed is too fast to see the scene clearly, Lin Qiguang will not have many distracting thoughts.

After all, when jumping, you may have some distractions because you are close to the ground, but gliding does not.

This is also a reason for Lin Qiguang to do this.

Lin Qiguang jumped directly on the spot, habitually took a deep breath, and then erupted under his feet, directly bursting out with extremely powerful force, and its countershock force shook itself into the air.

Subsequently, Lin Qiguang floated in the sky, Lin Qiguang adjusted his body shape, and kept correcting the surrounding air and other parameters through gravity, so that he could float in the sky.

At the same time, Lin Qiguang noticed that there was a sudden earthquake shaking on the ground.

"Is it caused by me when I just stepped on it?" Lin Qiguang thought to himself, "No, don't have distracting thoughts. Just think about justice, yes, take a deep breath and think about justice. ”

Lin Qiguang kept fighting against his distracting thoughts.

Finally, with a lot of effort, Lin Qiguang finally expelled his distracting thoughts.

Lin Qiguang is thinking about one thing now: "It's getting more and more frequent." ”

"The number of battles with the demons is becoming more and more frequent, and it seems that only when you are focused on your attention will such things not happen. ”

"What's wrong with this? Could it be that it's me?"

"Could it be because I can't match my rapidly improving strength?"

"No! There is no way! I will never admit the possibility of such a pathetic thing!" Lin Qiguang clenched his fists, "If even me is like this, then how many good people will there be in this world?"

At this time, Lin Qiguang suddenly heard a voice, "Don't forget, you have been fighting alone." Haven't you thought it through for so long?"

Lin Qiguang suddenly heard this voice, and suddenly a leader almost fell directly to the ground and raised a large amount of dust and dust.

However, fortunately, it didn't, Lin Qiguang still stabilized the flight trajectory.

"Are you?" Lin Qiguang asked suddenly, but did not answer.

Lin Qiguang then said to himself: "Auditory hallucinations? Forget it, I've been used to it for a long time, but after such a long time, I thought I was getting better." ”

Lin Qiguang, but I've been looking for a soulmate.

However, it is simply not to be found.

Who wants to be friends with a weakling?

Therefore, Lin Qiguang often talks to the mirror, this is because no one talks to him, in order not to forget the language, Lin Qiguang can only practice with the mirror.

In the end, Lin Qiguang won't even speak.

In this way, when Lin Qiguang finally found out that the mirror could talk to him, Lin Qiguang also felt a burst of joy.

Of course, as time passed, Lin Qiguang began to become autistic, even if he didn't even trust the mirror, and finally Lin Qiguang accepted the fact that he was a psychopath.

However, if he is not a mentally ill person, then who else can do it as desperately and decisively as he is? How many people will there be?

Lin Qiguang didn't know that even his parents, a really good person, didn't do it.

Lin Qiguang has always been lonely.

Just when Lin Qiguang felt a burst of loneliness and irritability, Lin Qiguang once again habitually tried to calm himself down and began to look directly at these things in front of him.

What looked like a red tide floated in the air, surging like a rising tide in the air.

It was a spectacular scene, like a tsunami in the red ocean, overwhelmingly surging towards Lin Qiguang.

However, Lin Qiguang's sharp eyes saw through his essence at a glance.

"This is...... A bunch of small insects?" Lin Qiguang observed carefully, even though it was far away, dozens of kilometers, like a tide, although it was not yet close to the point of being in front of him, there was a strange sense of oppression.

Of course, such a sense of oppression is at most just bullying people who have no knowledge.

For people like Lin Qiguang, such a sense of oppression is the same as not.

Lin Qiguang used gravity to pull a bug in the red tide over, put it on the palm of his hand, and used gravity to maintain a distance of about five centimeters and levitate.

"Interesting, really funny. Lin Qiguang thought to himself.

It seems to be a very fertile race, and all it can do is eat and reproduce, and like locusts, it will not grow anywhere it passes.

In the eyes of ordinary people, these individual insects are probably just red dots floating in the air.

However, for Lin Qiguang, it looks like one strange sea urchin-like substance after another.

Every trace is in Lin Qiguang's grasp, and in Lin Qiguang's delicate eyes, it is so eye-catching.

"Although each one seems to be ......weak," Lin Qiguang thought to himself, "but if the number increases, even the masters dare not take it lightly, it is almost a moving tsunami and natural disaster." ”