Pushing Ms. Du Lan away, Jiang Xueming got up in embarrassment.
His eyes felt swollen, and his head felt like a symphony orchestra, with gongs and drums roaring and artillery fire roaring.
Lowering his head, his hands immediately showed dark veins, and the looming spiritual body also climbed onto the decaying black spots. The spiritual essence of the proud and ruthless Mingde was eroding him, and the new life in the cocoon would become something completely different.
Got it!
"Dulan!" Sixty-three said fiercely: "Why? Why did your soul betray me? Why did it side with the enemy?"
Ms. Dulan covered her mouth, still immersed in the strong dizziness. She did not dare to have any intention of disobeying Sixty-Three, but she could vaguely feel the anger of Hunwei.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I'm sorry! Sixty-three, I'm really sorry... I..." She just kept apologizing, not daring to raise the flag of rebellion to the devil: "I think...
.I think this is a good thing... Look at this kid! Look clearly at Jiang Xueming’s spirit body! He is being transformed by the red mountain stone! He will never awaken [regret medicine]!"
"Is that so?" Sixty-three was still hiding in a dark corner, not daring to have close contact with Wood Plunk. "It seems that [Modern Siren] has completed its mission and everything has been arranged? I
Finally going to heaven..."
Wood did not go to first class. Instead, he helped Duran and moved to the safer economy class.
Duran was struggling to get back to first class.
"Let me go! Train conductor! You don't even know how powerful he is...I will die! My lover will die too, don't...don't come to harm me! Please...please
you..."
Wood looked serious, holding Dulan's waist with one hand and Dulan's neck with the other: "Beauty, are you scared?"
"Yes... he can turn back time! Everything we do is in vain!" Dulan stared at Sixty-Three in the darkroom in horror, knowing that things would not be that simple, "It's useless... Train Conductor
, it’s useless, nothing we do is of any use, he is a wheel that keeps moving forward and reversing, and we are the ants under the wheel.”
Flavia in the customer service room clung to the mirror, but did not dare to take the initiative to summon her soul power to attack Jiang Xueming. It was as if there was a terrifying giant beast in the black mist, and light was emanating from this body.
The terrifying spiritual pressure completely destroyed Flavia's will to fight.
Wood carefully retreated to a safe distance, out of the range of Sixty-Three's soul power.
"You have to believe in the arrangements of [Modern Siren], Ms. Du Lan - when it handed over the Red Mountain Stone to Jiang Xueming, it must be in the hope that you can live a safe and happy life, instead of falling into the hands of Sixty-Three.
Continue to spend one meaningless reincarnation after another in endless purgatory."
Dulan opened his eyes wide: "Is that so?"
When she heard Sixty-Three's plan, she had already concluded that the Demon King was a complete madman.
He is like an addict, cursing the disadvantages of [regret medicine] over and over, but completely unable to resist the benefits of [regret medicine].
Wanting [Modern Siren] to repeatedly kill Woodpluck is also an act of drug abuse, no different from someone addicted to drugs.
"Gray-robed monk of the Little Brotherhood, you should know better than me how wonderful the gravity of fate is." Wood let go of Ms. Duran, and then began to wait: "When your [World Line] evolves into a [Modern Siren]
], it had almost ascended to the altar and became a true god - there is probably only one reason for giving up this divine power."
Duran: "Yes...yes! It has already arranged everything?!"
"It will change your destiny and rescue you from the clutches of Sixty-Three." Wood settled Duran, rushed into the black mist, and took out the panicked Flavia, "Two ladies
, what we have to do now is to do nothing - to let nature take its course."
Flavia was frightened. Just now she seemed to have seen the true form of the evil beast, and her spiritual world was almost crushed by the violent spiritual pressure.
"You want Jiang Xueming to deal with Sixty-Three?" Dulan looked worried: "He can't do it..."
"If my guess is correct, the next time reversal will be at [Quiet Wind Point]-" Wood interrupted: "-[Modern Siren] has already demonstrated the reference answer to me! Just put the Red Mountain Stone
Stuffing it into Jiang Xueming's mouth will definitely produce astonishing changes. This stone can set off huge waves in the sea of time. No matter what Sixty-three does, it can't change this result."
"Originally, I would still be scrupulous, hesitant, and consider the safety factor of this matter--" Wood Plaque continued to explain: "-I wouldn't dare to feed the red mountain stone to Jiang Xueming rashly. If this kid becomes
After becoming a ghost and turning into an unconscious and insensate monster, I can't give the boss a satisfactory explanation. But at this moment, Claudia Als Duran, your soul power has pointed out the way for me.
"
[Sexy Bomb]'s spirit body burst out with raging flames, coming out of Wood's body!
It was a demon made of flames——
——Such as the goat monster in "The Witch's Sabbath".
It has a long, slender face, the light source in its eyes turns white at high temperatures, and its body is composed of pure energy, showing different colors at different temperatures.
The low-temperature dark red flame is its hair, the hot golden orange is its flesh, the steadily burning blue flame core is its horns and hooves, and the dazzling and white high-temperature flame is its eyes.
This big sheep's body is covered with words, which are the necessary reminders left by Wood Plaque and Sixty-Three in their duels and reincarnations.
At this moment, the writing is disappearing.
Duran held his cheek and screamed: "Train conductor! What are you doing? If Sixty-three turns back time again, won't you be able to remember nothing?"
"I didn't do it on purpose..." Wood Plunk said: "It was my soul power. It did it on its own. It thinks that it doesn't matter even if Sixty-Three activates the [regret medicine] super power.
It is already safe. It has been released from combat status and has lowered all guard. It is already safe - the moment Jiang Xueming swallowed the red mountain stone, it was over, fe204863, and now I feel very at ease."
A pair of furry, dark cat ears emerged from the black mist.
Then came Jiang Xueming's messy rags and big green eyes. These nefarious features made Wood Placker's heart rise to his throat, and he wanted to sweat for this kid.
Fortunately, Xueming's boy's hole is still round and does not turn into a linear boy like Dulan's.
The black fog dissipated, and the cold clothes on his body were stained with a layer of dirt that looked like dark clouds. Mingde's remains burst out with extremely violent flames, like the lightsaber in Star Wars. Xueming raised his hand slightly, and for nearly three
The high temperature of a thousand degrees immediately burned the aluminum door rails to black marks.
The pair of cat ears on his head were still shaking unnaturally, as if he had just received these organs, and the extra auricular muscles were stimulated by the cold wind and were very sensitive to small sounds.
"Teacher Wood, what on earth is going on?"
Jiang Xueming looked at his magical outfit and had no idea what was going on. He stayed on guard in the customer service room and poked out a big furry tail from his clothes. His face suddenly changed with fright and he couldn't even speak clearly.
.
"What the hell? What the hell is this?"
The wind was turbulent for a while!
A black shadow suddenly jumped out of the first-class cabin. It was Sixty-three who came with the power of his soul.
His eyes were dazzled, and he could feel the birth of new life from Jiang Xueming's body!
"Summon your soul power! Jiang Xueming! Let me see it! I want to see it with my own eyes!"
The sudden iron fist struck Xueming, and the bombardment of [Regret Medicine] was so fast, so swift. When the steel arm vibrated the air, it broke the speed of sound and erupted into a large ring of Mach waves.
Soon after saying it, Xueming held the steel mace in both hands, holding his breath and concentrating, and his heart felt as if it was still water, and then he heard the explosion of thunder.
The work of incompetence collided with the rotten iron fist of [Regret Medicine], and immediately began to fight with this lightning-fast soul power.
"Why? Why? Why!?" Sixty-three walked step by step, with more and more bloodshot eyes. At this moment, he didn't want to leave any regrets and risk his soul being shattered by Mingde's bones.
I also want to take a look at the Morpho Butterfly on Xueming's body: "Why don't you want to call out the soul power? Why?"
Xueming didn't speak. During the fight, he had always been a silent and shy boy with social phobia.
The chaotic rain of punches and kicks seems to follow a pattern——
——This weird spirit doesn't seem to have any special abilities, but its destructive power and speed are amazing!
The spirit body does not need to step forward, and the quality of every punch it delivers is very high. It has six basic routines, which are very similar to the combined attacks that the British and American navies made based on the cross steps of rescuing hostages in their spare time.
Can't go back any further!
Xueming thought so, and changed the mace in his hand to his right hand——
——Holding with one arm is always more flexible than holding it with two hands. Just turn sideways a little, and the enemy's effective attack targets will immediately decrease.
Sixty-three eyes widened, almost furious: "Do you want to use your weak flesh and blood body to defeat my soul power? Just you? With your stick?! Call out the soul power!
Let me take a look!"
Xueming didn't know what [soul power] Liusan was talking about.
But there was indeed a name and a voice just now, echoing in my mind.
But he still didn't dare to call out the spirit body——
——For Xueming, all unfamiliar things, tools, or firearms, as long as they are not used a few times, are [I don’t know how to use them].
If you call the spirit body rashly and fight against this powerful soul power, it will be terrible if the spirit body is penetrated.
He could feel that the red mountain stone gave him unparalleled dynamic vision, and he could easily catch such an attack that broke the speed of sound.
When the physical body is destroyed, there is a panacea that can remedy it.
If the spirit body is shattered, the death door effect that follows will cause him to be defeated immediately without any room for maneuver.
If you are not familiar with your own soul power and cannot immediately grasp how to use it, just let it stay in your body - this is what Xueming thinks.
There was a "pop-" sound.
The steel mace stabbed [Regret Medicine]'s armpit fiercely, restraining the spirit body that had rashly attacked.
He was killed midway by the sudden punch, and the fierce attack almost broke [Repentant Medicine]'s arm to pieces!
Sixty-three immediately covered his arms, beads of sweat as big as soybeans dripped from his forehead, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
"Mingde's remains...Mingde's remains..."
He finally realized that the weapon in Jiang Xueming's hand was not simple, and he woke up from his fanaticism.
"The boss is actually willing to break his body into pieces and give you such precious essence..."
Jiang Xueming still didn’t speak——
——He was as cold as an ice statue. He just stood sideways and carefully observed the amount of sweat his opponent was sweating and the light of his soul power.
The distance between them was only seven steps, and it would be difficult for Sixty-Three to advance even half a point. He would even be forced back by the steel mace in Jiang Xueming's hand, trying to avoid the wave of flames thrown by Bucai.
"Why don't you speak! Why don't you answer me? Where is your soul power?!"
"Jiang Xueming! I want to see! I beg you... I kneel down and beg you..."
[Regret Medicine] has more and more cracks on its body. It has been attacked by incompetent works and is about to be broken like a porcelain doll.
"There isn't much time left. I have to leave soon... I beg you. Let me take a look." Sixty-three's legs went weak and he finally knelt down: "Let me take a look... I'm fine.
I want to know, I'm very curious... I feel so itchy! If I could see your soul power, I would feel at ease... I would definitely be able to..."
Xueming completely ignored this stranger's plea.
——What on earth is this guy talking about?
——My soul power? Peace of mind?
——Leaving soon?
Is he showing weakness? Kneeling down?
His soul power seems to be about to burst. Just wait, wait for the moment when he reveals himself to death, then subdue him, knock him out, and then think about how to deal with him.
Our male protagonist is very cold-blooded and focuses all his attention on Sixty-three's knees and thighs. If he wants to violently injure someone, starting from the kneeling position and ejecting, these limbs are the first to be moved.
Wood and Duran didn't dare to take a breath, both looking worried.
Dulan was completely frightened. The entire customer service room was like a storm passing through. There were few intact things left, but it was covered with a thin curtain. The economy class passengers only felt the noise, but there was no noise at all.
Discover this fight to the death.
This is such a terrifying control. As the defender, Jiang Xueming completely contained all the energy that exploded during the battle and placed it properly in the customer service room.
Looking at the other side, the people in the first-class cabin were all scattered, all lying on the ground holding their heads, only crying helplessly. The seats and cups were cut into pieces by the airflow during the battle, and there were
Many passengers were seriously injured and dying.
Duran stammered: "Why is this juvenile body stronger than the Demon King..."
Compared to Duran's surprise, Wood seemed more like he was pretending - pretending to be frightened in order to comfort the older girl around him.
Then the conductor said: "Maybe he got the Medal of Courage and has evolved into a complete body."
This is no joke——
——Xue Ming’s physical accounting data is far more than sixty-three.
He is twenty-three years old, and as a warrior, he is in his prime age.
More importantly, he has extremely strong courage and determination. Once he enters the battle, he will never be disturbed by noise or affected by his mood.
Sixty-three's spirit body is very similar to Xueming's spirit body, but Xueming doesn't care about it at all, because on the battlefield of life and death, there is not much time left for the warrior to hesitate, and there are not such beautiful lines left.
To the gunman.
Even though Sixty-three has already knelt down, he has decided to show weakness and beg Xueming to summon the soul power.
Jiang Xueming was also watching eagerly, half-crouching and lying low, like a ferocious tiger, ready to deal with Sixty-Three's sudden attack at any time.
He finally murmured in a low voice and began to talk——
——It’s more like the brain repeatedly reads out what’s in your mind while it’s running at high speed to strengthen your memory.
"You must never summon a spirit body... This guy keeps asking me to summon a spirit body. The specialness of his soul power may be related to the spirit body. Now is my dominant period. The red mountain stone has transformed my physical body. In this state
, I can tear off his soul power directly with my hands - so there is no need to call the spirit body."
Ms. Duran finally understood that Sixty-Three could never win!
Jiang Xueming's learning ability is like a black hole. Not even light can escape from this black hole, nor can time!
He won't quarrel with you, and he doesn't have much anger.
There is only one outcome to fighting him -
——He will try his best to kill the enemy in the most efficient and direct way, without any extra lines, extra actions, unnecessary worries or hesitations, and all choices of advance and retreat will be made in an instant.
This little guy is so greedy for life and afraid of death, and cherishes his own life so much.
Because he only had one life and never thought about regretting it.
At the moment when [Regret Medicine] was broken——
——Sixty-three was still so unwilling, and immediately reversed time to return to Quiet Wind Point.
As long as he can go back to rest and sleep for an hour or two, he will still have many, many opportunities.
Time begins to reverse and everything returns to its original place.
Wood Plunk's spirit power no longer has any combat records. To Sixty-Three, Wood is like a baby who has to start identifying the energy remnants of time travel again.
They went back to four hours ago——
——Jiang Xueming just walked out of Jushan Station, said goodbye to his friends, and boarded the bus.
Next to the sunset in Iceland, there is a blood-red sunset. In the far distance on the horizon, Hallgrímski Church, lights rise into the sky, blending with the brilliant aurora.
In the airport VIP room, Sixty-three was trembling all over, trapped in deep fear and unable to sleep.
He could not forget Jiang Xueming's eyes, that hot, firm and determined look, like an indestructible ax that wanted to crush him to pieces.
He knew where that power came from—
——It comes from Heart of Steel, from Hui Shi, from Jiang Bailu, from Bu Meteor, from David Victor and Wen Bucai, from Ao Rui Mingde and Jason Megan.
"Get some sleep...I have to get some sleep..."
He has seen countless Jiang Xuemings, fighting and fighting with these little beasts, and competing with these young bodies that possess the regret medicine.
——But this Jiang Xueming from fe33031 seems to be unable to win.
For a moment, Sixty-Three even had a very ridiculous and sad thought.
Should we just steal the red mountain stone? Then escape back to 2006?
The meteor would not have been born! Nor would I have met this little thing!
But he immediately gave up this idea——
——If you just run away like this, what awaits Sixty-Three is endless panic and sorrow.
If he encounters any difficulties or invincible enemies in the future, he may involuntarily choose to escape.
Only one step away! Only one step away!
He has arrived at the gate of heaven. If he gives up just like that, it will be like falling down the stairs of heaven to hell.
Jiang Xueming already possesses soul power, and even if he reverses time for four hours, he cannot stuff the adult insect back into the cocoon.
For the spirit body, once a Morpho butterfly is born, even if time goes back a few hours or days, it will not return to its original cocoon state.
At this point in time, Jiang Xueming has not yet swallowed the red mountain stone and has not noticed the magical mystery of the red mountain stone. He has awakened the power of his soul. As long as he takes a look and forces him to drive his spirit body, he can open the door to heaven!
"Brain...obey, listen to me..."
Sixty-three wished he could punch himself unconscious.
"Go to sleep quickly, go to bed quickly..."
The result of the shattered soul power was a disorder of brain nerve function. Originally, he could control his sleep time, but the [regret medicine] was cracked by Bu Cai's work, and it was difficult for Sixty-three to take the initiative to fall asleep.
Duran was trembling on the side, squatting in the corner, hugging Flavia who was also scared.
They were not punished, and Sixty-Third did not pursue anything. He just curled up on the sofa——