It was obvious that Zhou Xing's dearest person had passed away.
He was still a step too late.
Even if you get the Sanxinmengyehua, it won't help.
"If...if I were an immortal, the bandits would not dare to attack Zhoujia Village, and Uncle Tie would not die."
Zhou Xing stood up.
After a long sleep, he felt full of energy and in better condition.
Twisting his waist and swaying his hips in a rather enchanting posture, Zhou Xing began to practice the Slimane Breathing Technique.
As expected, Slimane's breathing method is far, far more difficult to practice than Xilan's seventh set of breathing methods. Zhou Xing either did not coordinate well with his movements and breathing, or did not coordinate well with his breathing and thoughts.
Either my thoughts and movements don't coordinate well. Anyway, after struggling for an hour, the more I practice, the more confused I become.
Zhou Xing was in a hurry. He only had three days. In three days, he didn't sleep for one and a half days. If this continues...
Lightning carries sparks and sneaks all the way home!
Lieutenant Colonel Hui whipped him under the floor.
Seeing that scene, Uncle Tie knew that Yang Zhuan was over again, and I actually smacked my lips.
I really want to curse a little.
Zhou Hu wanted to say something, but he knew what to say, so he thought for a long time before he said it again calmly.
Uncle Tie learned the names of the forces that fought against Zhou Xing.
I don't know when Uncle Tie arrived behind Zhang Ai's coffin.
But even so, in the hundreds of years since Liuhuo built his army, the number of people who broke the camp was still increasing or decreasing.
Lieutenant Colonel He Hui was vague, he was not making things difficult for Uncle Tie.
There is a way...
That kneeling lasted for eight full hours, which was a repayment for Zhang Ai's kindness in raising her.
Uncle Tie, who was forging weapons, immediately stood up and went over to greet him.
Facing the steaming hot pot, Yang Zhuan didn't have much appetite.
However, as a scalpel, it is also the strongest object. When it was first created, it was not created to be able to easily cut through skin.
How long did it take to awaken?
Supernatural power, that is a smokescreen prepared by Uncle Tie for his golden finger.
The function of the shrine is not to guard and gather spirits and resist wind evil.
"Practice Sumeru Stone Breathing Technique."
The big peppers are naturally a piece of cake. When I break the camp in the future, I still don’t have the terrible habit of chewing raw peppers as snacks.
Zhang Aixian smiled and said: "You said before that you were the one who shot him."
"Bad!" Uncle Zhou Qi responded cheerfully and complained at the same time:
As the sun completely sets, the first ray of light between heaven and earth is swallowed up by white darkness, and the darkness of night sweeps across the entire world like a scourge.
That month is approaching the end of the month, and the evil wind will soon come.
Uncle Zhou Qi opened his voice and retreated into the blacksmith shop.
Speaking of wind evil.
In that world, shrines would be set up in every village and palace.
The bad wind evil is especially aimed at plants, and only at animals and humanoid creatures. Otherwise, the world would have been covered with grass.
I remember the voice, voice, and appearance of everyone in my team.
Drive that scalpel from the inside out, into the enemy's lungs and even into the heart, completely annihilating the enemy.
Two whole months.
Uncle Tie remembered secretly.
Before hearing that explanation, Lieutenant Colonel Gray and Lieutenant Colonel Hui were silent for a long time.
"It was your fault that led to that result. If you can't forgive yourself, then you risk your life and go to Shiwan Hill to find life-saving medicine."
Compared with Potian, Uncle Tie's "transformation" magical power seems to be acceptable.
But when it comes to psychic stimulation, a very large number of people in that world are born with some unique talent.
Prepare the eggs and pick out the bones.
Once an enemy is encountered, the Japanese and female troops will attack quickly and use Rico's surgical method to cut open the enemy's skin, and then the frontal armed forces such as the Tiger and Leopard Regiment will penetrate deeply.
The shock caused at that time was that it caused a sensation outside the city of Danhad, and its reputation even spread as far as the imperial capital!
In the freezing cold weather in the north, if you stand there for an hour or two, you will feel as if your whole body is numb, and your hands and feet are your own.
Lieutenant Colonel He Hui stared at Zhang Ai.
Lieutenant Colonel He Hui thought back to last time, how long did it take him to learn the Sumeru Stone Breathing Technique?
Without any hesitation, the eight of them picked up a piece of thickly sliced beef and brought it to the pot. Among them, Lu Yun and Yang Zhuohao firmly put their chopsticks into the bottom of the red soup pot.
This gave a lot of hope to those with weak legs without a powerful background to rise.
Lightning and sparks along the way.
period.
Uncle Tie immediately put a smile on his face: "I memorized a whole book yesterday. I was so tired. First, I didn't sleep for a while."
At that time, I could eat a steaming hot pot meal and enjoy the cold air and spicy taste of the small fish and meat in my mouth. It was really as slow as a god.
Wind evil will blow evil winds, eroding the spiritual power of all things, and there is not even a high chance that evil spirits will appear and harm living creatures.
Uncle Tie's eyes were red, he clenched his fists, then took a deep breath and looked back at Henu.
And this divine city is located under a small volcano that stretches thousands of miles away.
"Uncle, does he know that you regret so much that you hid your strength and hid, which led to him being seriously injured?"
"You are too brave. You are afraid that you will be regarded as a heretic and be jealous if you come forward, because you have always hidden your strength from now on."
As Lu Yun, who grew up as a child, knew Zhang Ai’s habits very well, so she specially ordered Yuanyang Hotpot for me.
Uncle Tie, one of the eight, had been growing up in Bai Yujing, so the food he ate here was on the lighter side, so naturally he couldn't tolerate the spiciness.
By using associative thinking, we can easily control even ferocious flames, let alone large chili peppers.
Eight days have passed since Zhou Xing was buried.
Innate supernatural powers!
With a sad look on my face, I touched the coffin body heavily with my hands, and a tear quietly dropped from the corner of my eye.
Lieutenant Colonel He Hui pulled out a low-voltage electric whip: "Does he think you can accept that reason?"
After saying that, Zhou Hu left, intending to leave Uncle Tie alone.
But hope and despair always depend on each other. Hope is like a fire in the long night, illuminating a little light in the white darkness, but despair seems to have all the white darkness, raging in the long night.
Seventh, the promotion speed is extremely slow. Anyone in the broken camp who has completed a rear-edge battle and died can be promoted to an elite battle group in the army, and at the same time his military rank will be promoted by one level. The span is so small that it is unimaginable.
A pair of tiger eyes looked at Uncle Tie.
But the situation was weaker than others, so Uncle Tie could only say cautiously: "It's too bad, you think it's a little short of heat, it's too little, just a little bit."
Lieutenant Colonel He Hui raised the low-voltage electric whip in his hand: "No nonsense, how is his breathing technique?"
Yang Zhuan couldn't stand it anymore, and scolded Zhou Xing: "How many days have you not eaten? I said you are such a bastard, you have such a beautiful girl following you, and you don't want to feed anyone!"
"
"Da Xing, don't be sad. Living a bad life is the smallest respect for Zhou Xing."
Just as I was in a hurry, the door was kicked open violently.
Xiaobai was quick with his hands and feet, and estimated that the two people's appetites were about the same at this time, so he served a steaming pot of mandarin duck soup at the right time.
Well, Zhang Ai has something to say.
It seems to be something called the Eighty-Eight Wind Chasing Thief.
"Da Xing, all the savings that Zhou Xing has lost are placed in the blacksmith shop. According to Zhou Xing's last words, I will be buried in a simple burial just to leave him less savings."
"Let's eat?" Zhang Ai, as the nominal host, ended the order with great pride.
Because there is no natural disaster in that world called wind evil.
Zhang Ai smiled but said nothing.
He opened his mouth and said with a smile: "Dad, he is good at it. He is so young, and he still knows how to eat spicy food... You remember that when we were in the camp-breaking team, he was the only one who knew how to eat spicy food. Every time he turned on the big stove, he was the only one who knew how to eat spicy food.
I ate hot pot with water, and was laughed at by the veterans several times for doing that."
"You think there is nothing to hide your strength secretly, and you can't secretly protect my family. But you are wrong. It is a big mistake. This will only result in you not being qualified to go to the battlefield."
I went to the ancestral hall in the center of the village, behind the shrine, to pray for condolences and blessings for the deceased.
I sighed: "Mystical powers! There are more and more of them now, there are several of them. Boss, his luck is really bad. So bad..."
For example, Holy God Battle.
As an ordinary organization of the Flowing Fire Army, the broken camp has always been responsible for special operations tasks such as rear-edge reconnaissance, enemy front operations, and battlefield vanguard. It is the scalpel that allows the Flowing Fire Army to carry out aggressive operations like fire.
During those eighteen years, the village had always been peaceful, and I often saw people close to me passing away.
Uncle Tie has a way to explain the existence of the intelligent brain.
And Yang Zhuan was a rough guy who worked hard in the frontier army. I smoked, drank, permed my hair and did anything.
Uncle Tie...
Zhan Tian possesses a magical power that is absolutely unmatchable: Breaking the Sky!
The evening wind blew the wind chimes under the eaves heavily, making a tinkling sound, like a spiritual voice mourning. Uncle Tie's adoptive father, Zhou Tie, died of illness in Zhoujia Village.
The Red Star Incident led to a slight advancement in the technological level of that world. Not to mention the brain, Uncle Tie had never even seen a computer.
The same is true for the Broken Camp. Every member of the Broken Camp was strictly informed at the beginning of joining that they would face death threats and had the awareness to die at any time.
"Yes." Uncle Tie did not turn his head, but nodded solemnly.
Even the 40% pure Slimane you gave him is worth every penny because it contains impurities, which the immortals want."
Once the edge of a scalpel becomes dull, it will be discarded and replaced with another one.
"You were originally strong enough to contain seven or eight bandits, but that's why you fought so miserably."
"Da Xing, can you help you forge a bad spear? Should I pay in silver or Slimane?"
I gritted my teeth and said, "You really want to kill him with one shot."
Uncle Tie didn't say anything, he just knelt quietly behind the coffin.
People in this ethnic group who have lived for generations are born with extraordinary talents in the use of fire.
There was a "shameful" traitor among the eight of us, the heretic in the red soup pot - Uncle Tie, so I stretched my chopsticks out of the clear soup pot and started to rinse it.
Playmate Zhou Hu put his hand on Uncle Tie's shoulder and comforted him.
A full eight months.
In that case, among the entire class of students, I can be considered outstanding.
"I really know what he wants that thing for. It must be a 100% pure Slimane. It's not worth enough to buy your entire town, but that kind of Slimane hasn't been around for more than ten years.
Lieutenant Colonel Hui took a deep breath and finally accepted the fact. I said enthusiastically: "But is there no difference? You just look at the result. The result is that the gun was in his hand and he pulled the trigger."
Yes.
That kind of talent is called magical power.
At such a young age, Uncle Tie has experienced hundreds of wind and evil spirits, but has never seen an evil spirit.
Zhang Ai shuddered, and I immediately said: "Stop! You confess, you explain. In fact, you are a very amiable person. You don't have any magical... powers. You can transform when needed.
Become another person. This person is as calm and calm as a woman. But that kind of transformation generally consumes energy. You can only persist for a long time, and then you will fall into a controlled drowsiness.
中.You can control yourself in this state, really."
I used to look for opportunities to take revenge.
"Yesterday you went to Nansha Street and asked his neighbors. Everyone said that he was honest, dull, and like a piece of wood. That was exactly the same as the Zhang Ai you saw. You didn't believe it for a long time. It turns out,
Sure enough!"
Uncle Tie cursed in his heart: "You are now a supernatural power user! There is a seventh magic power user in the entire Hade City. Knowing that you are, and yet he dares to treat you like that, that person is really rude and knowledgeable!"
Lu Yun and Yang Zhuo are both experts at eating spicy food. Uncle Tie doesn't think it has a close relationship with our birthplace. Lu Yun was born in Fenghuang, the divine capital of the Southern Continent.
This genius Lei Xiaodi, whom everyone marvels at and envies, actually took me two minutes to memorize the breathing method. It actually took me two days to truly awaken.
Used it for a month!
"At this time, you naively thought that this time it would be like usual and something would happen to him, but you guessed wrong."
"Naobai."
With a smile on his face, he said: "No, Uncle Zhou Qi, use Slimane. You are short of silver."
"Received, execute the order immediately!"
I also remember the funny scene when I dipped myself in water to eat hot pot and was laughed at when the stove was turned on.
Not with a girl yet.
This is the sacred temple of the Flame cultivators. The Yan cultivators in the city of God have as many as Xiabaimai, and many unknown Yan cultivators are from the city of God.
Uncle Tie was a little angry. I was about to get angry and roar, but I saw an unfamiliar face with a red beard.
Mentioning the past, Uncle Tie had mixed feelings.
A variety of fresh beef, fish balls, vegetables, etc. were delivered, and dishes, chopsticks and sauces were also laid out for Yang Zhuan without any hesitation.
Zhou Xing felt wronged: "We came through the restricted area. The magnetic field in that place is weird and the negative atmosphere is deep. It's not like your military can equip special vehicles and come here to eat hot pot and sing songs."
Wind evil will appear once every month at the end of the month.
"Why."
Lieutenant Colonel He Hui said with a pale face: "I heard that he slept for eighteen hours. His age is not a bad thing, he can sleep!"
"Now, is the heat enough?"
After all, my golden finger cannot increase Slimane's purity to 100%.
A sword that breaks the sky can kill one level at a time!
I even remember every trivial and important thing we did in the brigade, not the names that have gone away.
First, the sky-high pensions. The families of every member who died in the mission to break the camp can receive an astonishing amount of compensation, which is enough to allow them to live and work in peace and contentment in the most prosperous and glorious imperial capital, and live a peaceful and happy life.
In other words, when it comes to breaking the camp, everyone is a dead soldier. They need to use their life as a blade to break through the enemy's armor. They themselves are like candles in the wind, which can be extinguished at any time.
"He's a bad master, and his brains serve him wholeheartedly!"
Even the genius Lei Xiaodi took a month to awaken and eight days to awaken. How is that possible?