Leng Linyou nodded. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and his face changed drastically: "Where is Li Ming? Where is he? Did you eat kiwi fruit at night?"
Lin Qiang: "Well, eat it! Li Ming seems to be sleeping."
Leng Linyou's face turned pale: "Quick, go wake him up..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a scream of "Ah..." came from the next room. Lin Qiang kicked the door open and suddenly saw Li Ming grabbing his throat and rolling over and over on the bed, wailing and rolling.
Lin Qiang shouted: "Li Ming, Li Ming, what's wrong with you..."
Leng Linyou stretched out his hand to stop him, with helpless pity on his face. He shook his head slightly and said, "It's too late. From now on, don't sleep until the red light disappears. Even if the red light disappears, within three months, every time
Don’t sleep for more than three hours…”
Lin Qiang's legs were trembling: "Why, why, what? Li Ming, what happened to him?"
As he finished speaking, a thin sprout suddenly appeared in Li Ming's mouth. Li Ming stretched out his hand to grab it and pulled it outward, as if his heart was being pulled. He screamed loudly, looked at Lin Qiang with his eyes, and stretched out his hand.
He said intermittently: "Help, help, I..."
Lin Qiang shouted: "Li Ming!"
Young shoots suddenly shot out of Li Ming's ears, nose, and mouth, and they grew when the wind blew. In less than a moment, Li Ming's body was covered with vines, and they spread into the room very quickly!
The fear in Lin Qiang's heart reached its extreme, and an earth-shattering scream broke out from his mouth: "Ah...ah..."
…
At this moment, all parts of the earth, the four continents and five oceans, and all the countries in the world were enveloped in the wind of Great Xia.
It was at this moment that the entire earth, with cities as units, was divided into small pieces, like tofu pieces, spread across every corner of the earth.
No one expected that the disaster would strike so violently, and that the backup measures would suddenly lose most of their effect in the face of a real disaster.
Licheng has completely become an isolated city. Perhaps, only by going to the larger Dezhou can it be possible to feel the warmth of human society again.
It was at this moment that fate began to change, and the trajectory of life began to be completely rewritten. Some ancient, unknown monastic sects and special human beings in myths and legends re-entered the sight of history for the sake of human survival and reproduction.
middle.
…
On the top of the mountain covered with green mountains and trees, in front of an antique wooden two-story building, the wise forest is in the red light, the tigers and tigers are in the wind, the dragons in the sky and the earth are beating faster and faster, the flying dragons are in the sky, the clouds are steaming and the dragons are...
…A cyan dragon-shaped inner force rushed into the air.
After a while, Zhilin shouted loudly, jumped up, and landed on the second floor. Panting and dripping with sweat, with a trace of unwillingness on his face, Zhilin said softly: "Master, I have tried my best."
The old nun in blue robe said softly: "This red light tests comprehensive quality, cultivation, energy and blood, and spiritual will. All three are indispensable. Zhilin, you can't hold on for half an hour. I'm afraid there is no one in this world."
A person can last for an hour."
Under the red light, a hint of crimson appeared on Zhilin's face, and he blurted out, almost without thinking: "Perhaps Fat Pig can do it!"
The old nun was stunned, but his reaction was not slow, and he said: "Fat pig? Are you talking about Fang Yun?"
Zhilin's face was even more red: "Well, it's that damn, hateful fat pig..."
Behind the old nun, several young junior sisters were suddenly full of curiosity about the damn, hateful fat pig Fang Yun.
…
On the top of the snow mountain, the old Taoist man was covered in green light, like layers of light masks, standing upright in the wind where the scholar had disappeared. His face was full of regret, and he said leisurely: "When I was in China, the red light was pure and the sun was full of injustice. The power of death and life is yin, and the appearance of yin and yang shifts. It is mysterious and indescribable. If someone can persist in this red light for half an hour, the yang of the cathode will be born, and the yin of the anode will be born... After this tempering, there will be endless benefits. It is a pity that I am young. The old blood is weak and can only last for half an hour."
The old monk in yellow robe: "Amitabha, cultivation, qi and blood, and spiritual will are all indispensable. We are short of qi and blood, and the younger generation is short of cultivation. Half an hour is already the limit of human beings."
…
Rat is the time when Yin Qi is at its strongest, but it is also the opportunity for Yang to be born.
The extremes of things must be reversed, and if they are not extremely peaceful, the negative and positive will arise.
Tonight, the rat, is the beginning of a catastrophe that will last for thousands of years. The midnight, which was supposed to be the most prosperous and dark as ink, is now like day.
It requires a higher light and a hotter temperature than ten minutes at noon.
Today's midnight is full of pure sunshine.
The sky and the earth were so bright that Fang Yun, who was practicing boxing on the rooftop, felt unbearably hot all over his body.
My body is so hot, but my heart is so cold!
With the pure yang energy of the cultivator, Fang Yun felt that the vast glazed land illuminated by the light was full of resentful beings and filled with yin energy. The cold air emanating from the depths of his bones made Fang Yun feel icy and bone-chilling.
In his previous life, Fang Yun slept until the next day. When he saw the devastated and ruined city, he was filled with shock. The memory is still fresh in his mind.
Now, Fang Yun is practicing boxing on the roof and witnessing the catastrophe unfolding with his own eyes. Even though his body seems to have fallen into a frying pan, his heart is deeply shocked by the catastrophe before his eyes.
Seeing the result of the disaster and seeing the process of the disaster are two completely different feelings, two different understandings and moods.
Helpless, desolate, helpless, sad... On the earth, those who died in the disaster, those who were helpless in the disaster, those who were extremely frightened, howled and shouted, turned into bursts of cold and biting Yin Qi, soaking into the heart.
No matter it is a bull demon, a dragon or a tiger, or even the rat at the end, no matter which move is used, everyone will be extremely sad until the end.
Deep sorrow and deep helplessness surged out from deep in my heart.
Fang Yun moved his fists like flying, and before he knew it, two lines of clear tears flowed from his face.
"Closing my slightly trembling eyes, I would rather let this bright red heat drown me than witness the next second, and the next second..."
Witnessing the disaster, Fang Yun's heart was filled with helplessness, sadness, and unwillingness to fight...
When huge trees sprouted up in the city, in the fields, and on the grass, and the city was devastated, Fang Yun's sadness reached its peak, and he also faced the greatest test of the aftermath of the Great Summer Wind.
When half an hour came, Fang Yun felt that he was in a huge furnace of heaven and earth. His cultivation was almost being squeezed dry, his blood was boiling, and even his spiritual will felt shaky...
In front of heaven and earth, human beings are as insignificant as ants.
The pressure of heaven and earth, the catastrophe of heaven and earth, made Fang Yun tremble with fear, feeling that the next moment he would be completely annihilated, and like so many ordinary people, he would turn into red petals and melt into the sky.
His will is as fragile as his old age, and is on the verge of collapse.
Fang Yun wanted to say to himself, stop insisting, this is not your fault, who can resist the catastrophe of heaven and earth?
Fang Yun really wanted to step back and take a step back to open up the world.
But when he closed his eyes, Fang Yun thought of the fire dragon; he thought of the building he had just seen that was strangled by the oblique leaf banyan tree; he thought of the arduous dragon experiment he had gone through...
Finally, the picture in Fang Yun's mind was fixed in his previous life, and his mother's helpless and desperate face after his father passed away.
Facing the catastrophe of mankind, Fang Yun felt that he was insignificant and incapable of being a hero.
However, at this moment, Fang Yun has an obsession in his heart that he cannot let go. No matter what, he must become stronger. No matter what, he must have sufficient fighting power at the beginning of the Great Xia Era. No matter what, in order to
The loved ones you protect, yourself, will never flinch.