Chapter Ninety-One: A Broken Love Letter

Zhou Buzhou didn't go to see the others in the Spirit Base so bloody.

If he really went to see everyone with such a bloody face, and then broke out the results of this trip, it would certainly look heroic, and it would certainly show that he was resolute and strong.

But it also shows his weakness.

Today's spiritual base doesn't need to be strong!

What is needed is to be invincible!

He wants to go all the way, and he will always appear in his most glamorous appearance!

After taking a shower, I took a casual treatment of the wound.

Changing into a new set of clothes, Zhou Buzhou walked towards the roof of the hotel in a radiant manner.

To be honest, he admires it very much!

Admire everyone who chooses to stay.

They really haven't rested for a moment, and they've been cultivating on the rooftop.

From practicing in the morning to now, I have wasted ten minutes eating during this time.

"Fortunately, I didn't lose my life!"

The first moment Zhou Buzhou stepped on the rooftop from the corridor, he suddenly roared.

The group of people who were training stopped and turned their heads to look.

He's like the wind!

There was a hint of joy in everyone's eyes.

Zhou Bu Zhou Yun smiled lightly.

He still roared.

"This is the scramble, the road meets the interception, the interceptor is two first-order mid-stage, and one second-order mid-stage!"

Everyone's faces changed slightly.

Zhou Buzhou didn't sell Guan Zi again, but suddenly shouted: "I don't Zhou Zhou, I will cut the middle section of the second order, and then the middle section of the first order, and only one middle stage of the first order will escape!" ”

The crowd was shocked.

Array slash the middle of the second order?

You're an eight-veined ...... No, when did you break through again?

Zhou Buzhou was still shouting: "Immediately, the competition will win against Kunlun Li Changfeng!" ”

"Win the top three chances!"

"Win the first title!"

"Old Zhou is mighty!"

"Hahaha, I knew it!" Yang Zimei rushed over with a smile and slapped Zhou Buzhou on the shoulder.

Pull the injury to the right chest.

Zhou Buzhou's body shrank slightly, then gritted his teeth, and stood firm as loose again.

Yang Zimei hesitated for a moment, and slapped it again.

Zhou Buzhou's face darkened slightly, endured the pain, and stood strong.

Yang Zimei breathed a sigh of relief: "Hey, it doesn't seem to be injured yet, Lao Zhou, you are too big!" ”

"That's it! I'm a child of destiny! I am the reincarnation of a saint! ”

Zhou Buzhou is also extremely cooperative.

"Yes, Child of Destiny! Lao Zhou will definitely take our invincible ones, turn around and kill back to the other base, and prove it to the spirit base! Even, to establish the Heavenly Court, we will all be the kings of heaven! ”

Lu Dafeng frowned: "Wait, will there be too many thirty-seven heavenly kings?" ”

"What about the heavens and all the worlds, where are the thirty-seven heavenly kings? On the contrary, it looks overstretched. ”

The crowd began to gossip.

Some people really vaguely feel that Zhou Buzhou is indeed a child of destiny or something.

Those who do not believe also begin to doubt themselves and become uncertain.

Combined with everyone's remarks and Zhou Buzhou's experience, these people who are still skeptical also begin to feel that Zhou Buzhou really seems to be the child of fate.

Lies or falsehoods.

As long as there are more people who say it, it will become true even if it is false.

It's like if you believe that the earth is round, but everyone you come into contact with tells you that the earth is flat, you will doubt yourself and be uncertain.

Then, you will also firmly believe that the earth is flat.

Give a dog a bad name and hang him!

A group of people quickly stepped forward to congratulate them.

Then, they started to train on their own.

Zhou Buzhou was slightly dumbfounded, but he also joined the cultivation team.

He asked everyone to race against time to cultivate, and he naturally couldn't take the lead in breaking this rule.

Next, thirty-eight people sweated on the rooftop.

Then, Yin Li'an came out to teach boxing, Zhang Shan taught swordsmanship, and Zhou Buzhou did not hide the swordsmanship he had studied.

Yang Zimei even explained how to use the spear, took out a lock and threw away the key in front of everyone.

Then, with a toothpick, he began to perform the lockpicking technique, while unlocking, he explained the principle to everyone.

At last.

Ming Yayin asked embarrassedly: "Brother Zhou, I want to ask, during the battle, should we let the killing intent fill our chests, or keep our hearts like water?" ”

All looked at Zhou Buzhou.

The rest of them hadn't actually experienced a real battle.

Zhou Buzhou recalled the battles between life and death, and chuckled: "It's okay, the heart is like stopping water, you can make the most of everything you can use, and the killing intent is full of chest, you can burst out with invincible momentum, overwhelm people with momentum, and kill strongly!" ”

"This thing doesn't belong to the one that can be taught by words and deeds, you need to experience it yourself."

The lecture began.

And it's a rotation of lectures.

No one is hiding.

Everyone helps each other and improves together.

Later, it came to Ming Yayin to give a lecture.

A non-authentic Mandarin is mixed with a strong Cantonese flavor.

Yang Zimei quickly stood up: "Ming Yayin, the pronunciation of nine in Cantonese, is it a dog?" ”

Ming Yayin didn't know why, and nodded: "Well, nine is a dog." ”

Yang Zimei's face was solemn.

Yin Li'an's face was full of doubts and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Nine is the ...... of dogs"

"I remember someone saying that Cantonese is ancient Mandarin...... In this way, the idiom of long-term love is worth pondering! ”

“……”

“……”

"Poof!"

"Hahaha!"

The laughter was endless.

Ming Yayin's face was full of black lines, and she stared at Yang Zimei deadly.

It's very harmonious.

Very loving!

Zhou Buzhou chuckled, but got up and said goodbye.

He couldn't take it anymore.

Originally, the lung lobe injury was not good, and he also participated in physical exercises such as strenuous push-ups.

At this moment, he couldn't hold it back.

Walk all the way.

Li Xuelong quickly caught up.

"Brother Zhou!"

Zhou Buzhou pretended not to hear, and accelerated under his feet.

Transferred to the bathroom.

"Poof"

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

The sink was full of scarlet.

Rinse quickly.

turned around and went out, but he didn't see Li Xuelong's shadow.

Shaking his head, he headed towards his room, where he needed to recuperate.

After he left.

A figure emerges from the women's bathroom.

It's Li Xuelong.

She slowly walked to the door of the men's restroom.

Looking at the remaining blood spots on the sink, there was worry, complexity, and scarlet in her eyes.

It wasn't as easy as he said......

Li Xuelong pursed her lips slightly.

The love letter in her hand was torn apart by her little by little.

Love letter confession?

Do you really think this is an ordinary university, and do you really think she is an ordinary person?

Like is possession, and love should be giving.

Watching those three words on the love letter shatter.

She couldn't help him with anything!

Throw away the confetti and watch as it washes away.

Back on the rooftop, Li Xuelong was silent and did push-ups again and again, and after the push-ups were over, he rested for ten seconds and continued to pant for sit-ups.

When she was full of qi and blood, she took out a medium-grade spirit stone.

looked at the spirit stone in a daze.

This is the reward in the ring before Zhou Buzhou.

She had planned to keep this spirit stone and another high-grade spirit stone in her collection.

In her imagination, if two people are together, and then take out this insignificant thing that has been stored for a long time.

That must be wonderful!

Ming Yayin ran over with a smile: "Sister Xuelong, how is it?" Did he take it? I'm telling you, oh, women chasing men's compartment yarns! It will definitely work. ”

Li Xuelong turned around and smiled: "Don't gossip, you have to race against time to cultivate!" ”

"The Lingbu base is really difficult, and he is really difficult!"

He wants to get justice for the spiritual base......

Then I'm willing to help him with all my might......

Li Xuelong closed her eyes and began to cultivate her true qi.

Ming Yayin paused slightly, and also began to cultivate.

And Zhou Buzhou, who returned to the hotel room, didn't know that he almost broke the seal that no girl liked him for 22 years.

But even if he knew, he might have sent an message, but he would definitely refuse.

The path he chose did not allow himself to have worries or weaknesses!

With weakness, people will be unable to stop retreating and compromising.