"The ability to manipulate shadows?"

Looking at the shadow on the ground in front of him, Jiang Dong was stunned for a moment, and touched the ground with his hand, the ground was cold and cold, the shadow was still that shadow, and there was no texture at all when it touched it.

"It looks great, but I'm a failure at developing the timing ability."

"Failure?"

"My time drive doesn't have any combat ability."

Cao Qin looked at Jiang Dong still with doubts on his face, so he could only gently pick up the standard long knife floating in the shadow with his hand, and his fingers slashed a few times on the body of the knife.

"For example, the black shadow on the body of this knife can only cover my aura and isolate the external energy erosion, and it has no active attack effect."

"This watery shadow looks similar to your spatial time drive, but there is no space in these shadows, just the entire blade is hidden, making it look like it appears in my shadow out of thin air."

"And the one thing you care about the most is the white energy that appears out of thin air."

Speaking of which,

Cao Qin paused, and Jiang Dong straightened up.

This was what he wanted to know the most, the power of those divine energies was too powerful, and Jiang Dong was shocked at the first sight of it.

Those white energies are actually the "hope" in this Auroville. The power of hope can be used as a transmitter through our temporal drive against the dark energies that suddenly appear. ”

"Let's put it this way, I just played a guiding role in the whole process, and the ultimate source of those white energy is the people in the city."

Jiang Dong said that he understood, and then threw out another question.

"Then how can you use this energy not to be dispersed, but also to use it for yourself."

"Hehe, you've lived in Dawn City for nothing for so many years."

Jiang Dong blinked in confusion.

"You have to listen carefully to the voices of every household in this city, to become one with the city, and only by being one of them can you harness its power."

Cao Qin said that it was mysterious and mysterious, and the monk Jiang Dong Erzhang couldn't touch his head, and finally Cao Qin felt a little tired, so he simply waved his hand to remove all the time-driven energy, shook his head and said: "Pull down and pull down, but it is unspeakable, I don't understand." ”

......

Knock Knock Knock –

In one of the dormitories, there was a sound of a bed slatting on it, and a boy with a small head reached out and tapped on the bed board above.

Soon the boy on the top bunk responded, it was a square-faced boy, not very tall, and a little short and stocky.

"What?"

"Let's go, let's get to work."

"What to do, don't go, I'm going to sleep at night."

"Chen Zihua, I found that you are becoming more and more cowardly, you are really a coward, lazy, I look down on you all my life......"

"He Sheng, how do you talk to Lao Tzu?"

Chen Zihua, who was sitting on the top bunk, faced the output of the "mouth cannon" from He Sheng in the lower bunk, simply turned over, couldn't hold back his anger and roared in a low voice below, and when he got up, he pressed the bed board hard, making a creak of wooden planks colliding in the bedroom.

", the, I'm not sleeping anymore."

"Hehe, don't be angry Brother He, isn't this spiritual?"

"What the hell ....... you"

He Sheng felt a rush of anger in his heart, gritted his teeth and scolded, turned over and got out of bed with bare feet, grabbed Chen Zihua's collar under him and raised his fist.

"Eh, what are you going to do, sleeping! There's a morning class tomorrow! ”

"What's going on in the middle of the night, go out and make trouble!"

Before two people are entangled,

There were several dissatisfied voices in the dormitory, and the movement in the middle of the night was so loud that no one in the dormitory could sleep, which aroused the anger of the crowd.

He Sheng glared at Chen Zihua, raised his fist, dragged him to the bedroom corridor, the two of them closed the door, the corridor was pitch black, there was no light outside at this time, and the floor of the corridor was also a little slippery, making it difficult to walk.

"Let's go, that guy."

"I can't sleep anyway, it's still Brother He Mingming!"

Chen Zihua piled up a smile on his face, followed behind He Sheng, and the two of them walked all the way, walking from the floor where they were to the corner stairs, going downstairs in the dark, and skillfully turning the corner into a bedroom on the second floor.

There was only one person in the room, and he was now asleep in the lower bunk in the doorway, with a word book next to his pillow.

"This guy is still studying before he goes to bed, tsk, he can really pretend." Chen Zihua pursed his lips, picked up the word book from the pillow with disdain, and threw it to the ground with a loud bang.

Originally, there were eight people in this dormitory like other dormitories, but because there were many students in this building who were troublesome with this guy and caused trouble, the other seven people all moved out.

The so-called "doing things" in Chen Zihua's mouth is actually going downstairs to find trouble for this boy, the boy is very thin, with many scars on his arms and legs, according to the school, this is an orphan, and even the tuition fees are earned by himself.

"I heard that this guy's tuition is all money earned from picking up garbage, it's so dirty!" He Sheng clapped his hands and shook the bed vigorously, making a creaking sound, and the boy's body on the bed was also swaying left and right in the shaking.

Looking at the scene in front of him, He Sheng still felt that it was not enjoyable enough, and continued to add: "Just like him, dirty!" ”

He Sheng bit the last word extremely hard.

There is no deep hatred between the two, but the boy has become the plaything of other people in this school, and the word bullying classmates is in everyone's mind, but the boy lying on the bed is not defined by them as a classmate.

All this is just because of the money earned by the boy - "dirty".

"Get up, boy."

Chen Zihua raised his foot and kicked the bed board hard, making a rattling sound, this bed is very old, and it is about to fall apart if you touch it lightly.

"Pretending to be asleep? Does pretending to sleep work? You've used this trick half a year ago! ”

Chen Zihua looked at the boy lying on the bed who was still closing his eyes, and the unhappy feeling in his heart came again, kicked the bed board hard, reached out to pull the boy's hair, grabbed the boy's head and dragged him to the ground, and kicked a few times.

"Tsk, you can really pretend, I see how long you can last."

Saying,

He Sheng stood in front of the desk and still flipped through the books on the table indiscriminately, making a mess

He knows

Boys cherish these books the most.

After a while, looking at the chaos in the room, He Sheng clapped his hands, and Chen Zihua also threw the boy on the bed, touching his chin and observing the boy.

"Brother He, it seems that something is wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"This guy hasn't been sober from beginning to end!"

"Cowardly boy, if he dares to open his eyes, I will dare to beat him!"

"Oh? Here's what you said. ”

"Of course, I ......"

Halfway through speaking, He Sheng suddenly felt like someone had choked his neck, and he couldn't spit out the words that followed, only feeling dizzy for a while.

That's when he reacted,

The last person to answer,

seemingly

It's not Chen Zihua standing behind him!