Zhuang Xinyan poured a few sips of wine, remembering that tonight was Valentine's Day, and he was supposed to be happy in the drunken building, but he was blocked in the secret room, and he couldn't help but start a nameless fire.

The void trembled incessantly, and the spirit body suddenly enlarged into light, and a bright moon-shaped disc immediately expanded and slowly took shape, and then, the disc trembled slightly, broke out of the body, and floated behind him.

But I saw that the disc was bright and bright, and the glimmer was inlaid with the full moonlight and the bright silver hook. The glimmer of light inside is constantly swimming, surging like a silver snake, reflecting the secret room in a dusty and colorful way.

As soon as the disc came out, it couldn't stop trembling, and a little light flew into a certain place on the roof.

Zhuang Xinyan suppressed the shock, raised his head and stared, but found nothing abnormal, and secretly thought to himself: "Could it be that I have just become a cultivator in the Qi Gathering Period, and the realm is not stable, and the disc will radiate brilliance?!"

Under the illumination of the disc, the cannibal corpse suddenly emitted pungent black smoke, and in the billowing black smoke, a wail suddenly sounded, comparable to the sound of killing pigs.

The glimmer seemed to smell the food, and without warning, it broke away from the disc and flickered, burrowing into the body of the cannibal corpse.

As the cannibal corpses expanded, white flames lit up on their bodies, and in their hearts, the silver snakes trembled incessantly, and with each tremble, a cannibal strain peeled off, melted, and turned into bits of brilliance, merging into the shimmer.

Shimmer continues to grow with an irrepressible momentum, from the original size of a grain of rice to the size of a peanut. And the cannibal corpses suddenly decreased by as many as ten.

With this help, the shimmer became more and more aggressive, constantly trembling, swaying, and shooting towards the door of the secret room.

"Damn, what did you do? Why do they emit billowing black smoke from their bodies, and there is white smoke in the middle of the black smoke? It's not scientific!"

Ah Fa looked at the scene in front of him dumbfounded, curled his tongue and danced wildly, his mouth made a hissing sound like a python attacking, his hands involuntarily twisted hard, and the whole chicken broke into pieces like gravel.

"I'm not doing anything! I'm just carrying a grenade, from under the table to above the table, which is very much in line with my identity, you don't have to be shocked!"

Paul said with a grin, busy and happy like a hard-working little bee.

The reason he forced himself to do so was because he remembered that tonight was Valentine's Day.

If you can't date a lover, go on a date with a grenade!

"I didn't ask you!" Ah stared angrily at the door of the secret room, his eyes spurting out a thick murderous intent, and his mouth spat out his tongue wildly.

"I just want to prove myself, I'm a cultivator, gifted, and has mana that you can't imagine!

If you want to be my opponent, you have to do your best, and don't let me down!"

Zhuang Xinyan poured a few more sips of wine, gnawed on the chicken legs, looked cynical, looked at the reflector happily, and found that the stunned cannibal corpse Alpha couldn't stop spitting out the curly tongue, which was really interesting.

He hated that the great festival was spent like this, and he could only cover the sorrow in his heart with emptiness and discs.

Thinking of this, the wine jar was empty, and the disc was sprinkled with silver, silver and white light.

Paul stared at Zhuang Xinyan to show his might, and looked at the disc obsessively, eager to become a member of the cultivators.

The glittering disc turned out to be not only used for reading, but also seemed to be better at killing cannibal corpses, much more powerful than swords and machine guns.

Moreover, the silver light emitted by this disc is not dazzling, it will not burn the eyes, and after looking at it for a long time, the eyes will become bright, which is really amazing!

On Valentine's Day, how nice it would be to drink and chat with Xiaoya and enjoy such beautiful scenery together!

At this moment, Paul was a little melancholy, a little depressed, and he suddenly remembered the kerosene lamp in the house, which was dim and dim, and the lighting had little effect.

If you have such natural skills, then when you are at home, the whole home will become more warm and comfortable than before, and make your family feel heartfelt.

Paul didn't know that even if he had both, it would not have been possible to make a disc.

Innate skills are a unique gift, but they cannot be formed by a book or a bead.

Zhuang Xinyan's mood didn't last long, after he released his talent skills, the whole roast chicken shop was a little depressed, a little melancholy, and a little uneasy, except for the wailing and burning sounds.

"Don't you want to say something?" Zhuang Xinyan deliberately stirred up the topic, hoping that they could tell more stories about what happened to them.

"I've said what I should have said, I really don't want to waste my tongue!" Paul picked up the folding stool, away from Zhuang Xinyan, and sat against the wall, looking haggard, his eyes distracted, and his lips pursed.

Ah Fa listened to the wailing and burning sound getting closer and closer, his face suddenly became much gloomy, he was a little in a trance, and asked in a sincere tone: "Is this the strength of a cultivator?

"There are countless people who are stronger than me, this is the difference between cloud and mud, this is the difference between immortals!" Zhuang Xinyan raised his arrogant head, looked at Ah Fa who was lost and depressed with disdain, and replied categorically.

With the facts in front of him, Ah Fa couldn't help but not believe it, but he still didn't give up and asked, "Did he give you that thing?"

"Guess!" The two words of indifference and domineering came out of Zhuang Xinyan's mouth, making people speechless for a while.

"Give me shameless things, I'll tell you, if you eat mine, I'll spit it out, otherwise I'll make you look good!" Ah Fa said this, commanded five or six cannibal corpses, picked up fire sticks and kitchen knives, and threw them vigorously into the secret room.

Unfortunately, their bodies were so stiff that half of them fell to the ground before they could throw their fire sticks and kitchen knives, while the rest were only five or six steps away.

"Hahaha! I'm laughing to death!" Paul clutched his stomach and leaned back with laughter.

Suddenly remembering the grenade, he got up and walked to the table, picked it up with his right hand, pulled off the fuse with his left, and threw it towards the crowd of corpses.

Thundered!

A burst of fire dissipated, most of the fragmented bodies were dead, the rest were half dead, some were slowly moving, some were only the upper body, but they were still vivering and spit out their tongues, and some were only left with a heart, beating secretly.

"Why are you throwing grenades?! They are excellent tonics for the growth of my disc. It's a pity to be ruined like this!"

Zhuang Xinyan was secretly heartbroken, and he could understand Paul's behavior, after all, he didn't know that the glimmer in the disc was their nemesis.

"I'm sorry! There are too many corpses, I just want to help!" Paul saw that the grenade could no longer be used, and he was a little speechless in his heart, and he had worked hard for a long time, all of which were useless work, which was really laughable!

He didn't want to be idle, and when he was idle, he panicked. So he put away a stack of grenades, put them in the box, covered them with tarpaulin, closed them, and clapped his hands in satisfaction.

And he took the bundle which had been broken into his bosom, for when he needed it.

Seeing this, Paul returned to the folding stool, leaned back on the shelf, and put the blanket over his body, ready to squint a little.

He quietly thought that if he was unrestrained in his dreams, he would definitely be able to spend Valentine's Day with Xiaoya.

At this moment, the glimmer had grown to the size of a fist, and the devouring speed was so fast that it was almost nine corpses in a second.

A large area had already been vacated in front of the door of the secret room, and although the kitchen was full of corpses, it was already a third less.

............

It's night, and it's Valentine's Day.

Yuan Fangzhi held his son and walked on the way back to the company, this person is a senior reporter of "Honest Qingyang People's Daily".

The blood moon was as bright as a flower, the cannibal corpses were bustling, Yuan Fangzhi sacrificed the demon beads, held up the brocade umbrella, tore a passage, and walked as fast as a sharp arrow.

His face was full of tiredness, and he remembered the pictures in the camera, and his spirits suddenly perked up, revealing a slightly happy smile.

It's Valentine's Day!

It was the seventh anniversary of his relationship with his wife, but for many reasons, he could not go home with her.

"When you're done with this, go home immediately!" he smiled warmly, and couldn't help but quicken his pace and show his spirit.

But in the tide of corpses, a bullet-like figure rushed forward like a meteor.

Under the blood moon, it is like a stone cutting through the water, stirring up ripples, although inconspicuous, but it can make people have a moment of joy.