Buzz

There was a slight sound in Yang Xiaoyu's white and tender palm. Flash Dance

A fingernail-sized black irregular ball floated from the palm of his hand, pulling the air around the perimeter and forming a miniature tornado.

Throwing it on the ground, it made a sound in the dirt pit, and the small black ball with the size of a fingernail smashed a basin-sized pit in the soil.

The shape is so round that people can't even lift the will of the plate.

Yang Xiaoyu turned her head to look at Han Baiyi.

A little embarrassed.

"This time I didn't play well, and I could have made a bigger one when I first woke up."

Han Baiyi looked at this scene with an incredible expression.

Grandma, what have you done?

While pondering, Han Baiyi squatted on the edge of the dirt pit, put his hand in and touched it.

It's a little hot.

The edge of the potholed soil pit was extremely smooth and delicate, and the large and large soil particles were basically crushed into fine sand under the smash of the black ball, with Han Baiyi's tactile perception at this level, there was no slightest sense of friction when they touched it.

After he rubbed it in the pit several times, he was sure that this pit was still the same pit as before, but it was pressed by the little black ball.

Originally, there was no high-temperature crystallization that should have been produced under such high pressure, and it was just stunned to show that the soil was very compacted, such a substance.

Although Han Baiyi didn't know if this thing was dirt or not.

If so, he thinks it should be able to sell for a lot of money.

"It's amazing, my light rain"

Han Baiyi raised his hand and looked at it twice, but it didn't get any powder on it, stood up and looked back at his kindergarten friend, and then immediately issued a warning.

"Don't talk about it yet, in case the Cheyenne Bureau arranges a task, hold it for a few days, and then talk about it."

"Uh-huh."

Yang Xiaoyu nodded again and again.

This kind of thinking is basically the consensus of normal people, after all, there is a problem with the method of joining, both of them are routinely entered, and it is a ghost who can immediately accept orders and dispatch.

"Comrade Li Yuelu doesn't say it, she must think that our foreign language department is doing a civilian job in Xia'an, and she may be crazy if she knows that it is a formal military post."

"Uh-huh."

Yang Xiaoyu continued to nod.

Han Baiyi instructed a few words, squatted on the ground and thought for a while, feeling that there should be nothing to say, and then turned back and continued to touch the soil pit on the ground.

"Eh, light rain. You can usually make a few of these balls in one go."

Han Baiyi was also curious.

"I don't know, try to feel tired and I'll stop." Yang Xiaoyu also squatted down to touch the soil pit, "Didn't you wake up yesterday, and you haven't had time to try it yet." ”

"Bai Yi, do you think I'm an internal ability or an external image ability?"

"Maybe it's Tianhe."

"Yes, yes, you're Trina, too."

Han Baiyi touched the dirt pit, it was slippery and delicate, and it didn't stick to the soil, which was simply the gospel of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

After all, he had been absent for more than a month, and he was stunned for a while when he heard the inner shape, the outer image, and the Tianhe for the first time, and forgot what it was.

Later, the memories were excavated, and it was remembered that they were the three ways that transcendents used to divide their abilities.

The inner form is the ability to manifest in the body, the external image is manifested outside the body, and the trina is the conceptualization of the ability, which can be arbitrarily judged.

In terms of expression, Han Baiyi felt that Xiaoyu's ability was an external ability.

However, listening to Liu Zhi's tone when they introduced, it always made people look like they were fried chickens and cows, so he happened to have nothing to do with Yang Xiaoyu to blow each other.

Ding Ding Ding, Master, Rem is calling, Ding Ding Ding, Master, Ram is calling

Han Baiyi touched his trouser pocket expressionlessly for a long time, and Yang Xiaoyu pouted with disdain.

Phew, big pig's trotters.

Touching half of it, Han Baiyi remembered that there was no pocket for his pants today, and took out his mobile phone from Yang Xiaoyu's pants pocket with his backhand.

"Hey"

"Hey, white."

"Zhaowen"

"That's right, look at your space, you're in Jinmen now"

"yes, I'm busy looking for a job, I'm a junior."

Han Baiyi chatted with his high school friend on the phone for a long time, and Yang Xiaoyu threw bombs into the dirt pits, and round pits appeared silently.

The greetings ended in one sentence.

"Let's hold a class reunion in high school, are you going to go?"

"Don't go, ah, the signal is not good, what are you talking about, I won't go, I can't hear it, I'm hanging."

Smack.

Han Baiyi looked indifferent.

It's been three years, and this group of high school classmates is idle, there are class reunions every year, and every year they have a meeting to show off their wealth, and they don't know if they are energetic.

Yang Xiaoyu pouted, like a piglet.

"Yo yo, why don't you go, it's because the big waves aren't big enough, or the big waves aren't big enough"

Han Baiyi covered his face.

Because he took a look at it for the first time when he went to a high school party the year before last, he was hated by Yang Xiaoyu's classmates until now.

But what could he blame him, the big wave of ruts was about to hit his face, the white and bright headlights were unusually shining, and the little yellow joke was like Gatling, and it was teasing him.

If you don't look at it twice, you always have a feeling that you have suffered a loss.

However, in the face of Yang Xiaoyu's ridicule, Han Baiyi looked straightforward

"Xiaoyu, I told you earlier that you have to study math hard. The total amount of human life time is limited, and looking at the big waves more means that I will look at you less in this life, and you are not wasting my life. ”

"Yo Xi, the flower girl's little mouth is smeared with honey." Yang Xiaoyu snorted twice and smashed a small dirt pit on the ground, "I really don't go, Nan Zhaowen didn't go to you last time, it always makes people look bad like this, this time I'm right." ”

"What face to give, don't give."

Although Han Baiyi has been in the wolf world for more than a month, and he is still a little uncomfortable for the time being when he comes back, his memory has not been lost.

Nan Zhaowen was one of his high school fox friends and dog friends back then, and he belonged to the game dead house.

The family is excellent, the grades are medium to high, the appearance is mediocre, and there was a girlfriend in the past.

The reason why Han Baiyi hung up so irritable as soon as he received his call was because of the grudge entanglement between him and his girlfriend.

It's a licking dog.

As long as the class reunion led by him is to let Han Baiyi act as a compound wingman for him and his ex-girlfriend.

But what kind of person is his ex-girlfriend?

Let's put it this way, the reason why the two broke up was that Nan Zhaowen didn't do well in the exam that month, and he didn't have pocket money that month.

The point is that people have a new boyfriend that afternoon, and they change hands very quickly.

Doesn't this make it clear that there is a coin-operated bus No. 99 that invites you to get on the bus.

Han Baiyi is fed up, he is now a great sword saint who is alone in the other world, and he finally came back, it was to enjoy a relaxed life outside the game, whoever cares about this triviality will go, anyway, he is not sensitive.

Yang Xiaoyu grinned, she didn't like the big wave bus, and always wanted to dig into her corner.

Not to mention the people who are far away around Nan Zhaowen, Han Baiyi alone has been hooked up by big waves seven or eight times.

What's even more infuriating is that this big wave is really big.

Rolling her eyes, Yang Xiaoyu clapped her hands and stood up

"Then let's go to the water park today, just delay the assessment over there, and it won't be good if the spiritual level is high."

She's blatantly starting to salt.

"yes, okay."

Han Baiyi casually agreed, and always felt as if he had ignored something.

Yang Xiaoyu and his old husband and wife have been thinking for so many years, and they can know what he is thinking at a glance.

"Remember to buy dorayaki at night."

“”

Probably the power of love.

On the other side of the phone,

A man dressed in a black slim suit with a big back fixed with hairspray on his head puts down his phone.

The dance floor in front of you swayed with color in the day and night, and cheesy multi-colored neon lights shone from one end to the other, illuminating everyone's face.

The man's face was almost as pale as a corpse.

The slightly hooked chin is slightly downward.

He muttered softly.

"Don't come"

"You're the main character, how can you not come"

A strange smile curled into the corners of his lips.

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