In the dead of night, everything is silent.

Chen Yihe closed the doors and windows, sat down on the bed, and then took out the Apple 17 from his crotch, it was covered with hot skin, and the screen was still the same Guli Nazha, and the date was still May 7.

"Siri, do you think I'll succeed?" Chen Yihe asked Apple 17.

This is the first time he has found Siri, he has always been confident, after being continuously shocked by the vision and heart of the young masters of his peers, he is not as sure that he will become a martial arts master.

"I don't know how to answer that question. Is there anything else I can help with?" Siri replied.

"Fucking taro, it's version 17, and it's still such dentures!" Chen Yihe was so angry that he thought again, "What do I call my mobile phone, but I don't know if there will be any places to use it in the future." ”

Spit DNA unlocks and clicks on the album. Flipping through the photos one by one, there are photos of him and the school girl, his game records in the Internet café, his candid photos, and his favorite stars.

At the end, it was Xiao Xiaoyu in a coma, it was him and his two brothers, and it was the beautiful scenery of Tiger Mountain.

Looking at it, Chen Yihe felt that his eyes were a little moist, so he simply threw his phone aside and didn't look at it.

Chen Yihe was about to break through tonight, but he didn't tell his two companions because what he had to do was to make a decision to break through forcibly.

Sit cross-legged, hands on knees, back straight, eyes slowly closed.

Swallow your breath and exhale, empty your thoughts, and rotate in the various meridians in your body.

A little bit of white light seeped out from the skin in Chen Yihe's body, little by little, more and more. They floated around the room, like fireflies, exuding a mellow white light, and the "Kurong Heart Sutra" was carried by him.

Subsequently, Chen Yihe crossed various pictures in his mind, which were various martial arts cheats left in his memory. Starting from the "Overlord Fist", to the "Mountains and Rivers Sword Technique", and then from the "Paiyun Palm" to the "Huashan Sword Technique", as well as the Dragon King's "Dragon Slaying Knife Technique", Ouyang Lie's "Gale Palm", and even the "Purgatory Hand...... All of them were digested by him Chen Yihe.

Chen Yihe didn't care about the martial arts taboos in it, nor did he care if they had the same attributes, nor did he care if they were compatible with each other.

They kept popping up in Chen Yihe's mind violently, repeatedly.

At this moment, Chen Yihe's nerves were tense, sweating profusely, and his whole body was like a fire, warm and hot. A warm current spread from his spine down his spine to his bones and veins, up to the back of his head and down to the acupuncture points at his feet...... Daigo empowerment and go deep into the hinterland.

The warm flow passes through the back of the head to the forehead and eyebrows, through the acupuncture points under the feet to the sides of the thighs, walking through each acupuncture point, slowly concentrating and leaning against each other.

Little by little, carefully. If there is a leak or deviation, Chen Yihe will die on the spot!

Every penny, frightened. This is the fiercest struggle, and those who walk on the side of the side will often be cut by the side of the side.

Eventually, the warm currents converge in the chest.

Suddenly, Chen Yihe felt a sharp pain! The pain from the back of his head swept through his body, and in an instant, it was like an electric shock, deafening!

He lost control of the outside world, that is, he lost consciousness, even though his mind was still clear and clear. It seemed to be a sudden nightmare, and it seemed to be drowning in the sea for a long time, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open his eyes, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't swim to the shore.

It was as if a pair of slender hands were tightly gripping his neck, and those hands were exactly the same as his hands. He gradually suffocated, out of breath.

From the bottom of his heart, a voice seemed to be from far and near in the deep alley, "My body, how can I be hidden by you?" Demons, ghosts, or ghosts?

He lowered his head and looked at the bottom of his heart, was that a black hole?

It's pitch black and infinitely extended...... Chaotic and bottomless...... Chen Yihe was about to fall, no, his feet had fallen into a black hole, entangled in dense black!

The black like volcanic magma eroded Chen Yihe's body little by little, from his feet, to his legs, to his lower abdomen, and slowly covered his chest.

Chen Yihe wanted to ask for help, but his body still didn't listen to any call! He couldn't tell whether he was in reality or in his body!

Thirsty.

The beads of sweat the size of beans were steamed dry by his hot body.

Rapid breathing beat and strength against his stiff chest.

If this continues, Chen Yihe will inevitably burn to death with the power in his body!

I wish someone could stand in front of him now, give him three hard slaps, and wake him up!

"My body, how can I be hidden by you?"

"My body, how can I be hidden by you?"

"My body, how can I be hidden by you?"

One by one, the ringing of the early morning bell in the temple tore through the dawn of dawn.

Sentence by sentence, the flooding waters in the East China Sea woke up travelers who traveled far away.

"I ...... I...... I am who I am!...... Hide...... Hide your mother's soul!"

......

At the same time, a ghostly figure crept into the inn from a dark corner, cloaked in the moonlight, dressed in a large, long night robe, tiptoeing with little steps, and his trouser legs resting on the ground.

He pointed to the room number, as if he were counting the number of rooms, and when he counted to three, his finger stopped.

I don't know when he had an extra cylinder with a pinhole in his hand, just like when Chen Yihe used the same thing to puncture the guest room next door, it pierced Chen Yihe's guest room. He punctured the thin window paper, and smoke emanated from the cylinder.

At this moment, Chen Yihe was struggling against his fate, losing his sense and control of everything in the outside world, and the smoke soon entered his body with his true qi.

This is good, but it is even worse for Chen Yihe, who is already difficult to suffer and is about to explode!

After that angry scolding, Chen Yihe relied on his tenacious willpower to defeat the voice in his body, and he was about to open his eyes, and the heat was about to dissipate.

However, he smoked a cigarette.

His body, which had been a stove that was about to go out, was now lit by a fire! It burned even brighter and thicker! The temperature on his skin was about to catch up with the boiling water, and a little blood oozed out of his pores. The black hole is here again, and the voice that calls the soul is up again.

Chen Yihe really wanted to stand on the street and scold his mother!!

"What's the matter? This is the amount of medicine for ten people, and it can't fool a kid?" The figure was thinking, and by the moonlight, he saw Chen Yihe sitting on the bed, his back straight, dignified and serious. The light was very small, and he couldn't see Chen Yihe's demeanor clearly.

Tear a piece of cloth off your clothes, cover your face, cover your nose, gently push open the door, and "......"

Chen Yihe sat there motionless, like a Buddha.

As soon as the figure entered the room, he felt the true qi in the room, majestic and chaotic! He approached Chen Yihe softly, and when he saw Chen Yihe's strange appearance, he immediately reacted, "God really helped me, wasting my good ecstasy incense!"

It turned out to be a woman!

The devilish figure, slender thighs, proud chest, charming eyes, curved willow eyebrows, and long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Everyone wants a charming body, and the delicate voice is touching, although it is not the most beautiful and youngest woman, but it is tender, but it is seductive!

She rolled up her long trouser legs, revealing a white and flawless thigh under the goose-yellow shorts, and she took off most of the pants of her nightwalker, because it was too troublesome to wear it.

It's Catwoman! She stretched out her palms, and ten sharp nails broke through the skin at the fingers, and the pitch-black cat's claws appeared!

The peony flower dies, and the ghost is also romantic.

It's a pity that this Chen Yihe can't even be a ghost!

"Hehe, the old lady still wants to be seduced, it seems that there is no need to be so troublesome!"