MTL - Lie Huo Jiao Chou-Chapter 110

Xiao Zheng said, "Why do I suddenly feel that I have the most suspicion here?"

Xuan Yuan asked in amazement: "What makes you suddenly have a completely new idea of ​​yourself?"

"I ... generations of my family, even my relatives, only my special ability, our family may not have that gene at all, if my special ability is not born? If my special ability awakens to follow Biquan Mountain ... There is a relationship between the monsters in Biquan Mountain. Then ... Is it possible that this special ability is not mine? Is it possible that I am just an ordinary person? What is in Biquan Mountain ... is attached to me That gave me a 'special energy', and then it would come out when I was asleep, like that ... second personality, sleepwalking or something, I did n’t know what it did ... "

Director Xiao may have overworked his brain and overwhelmed his imagination. He is about to play a double-sided killer in the "human model" during the day and "dog-like" at night.

Xuan Yuan interrupted him: "Stop, Director Xiao, stop, have you been killing a few werewolves recently?

Xiao Zheng: "But ... these things happened exactly after I transferred back to the headquarters."

"It happened exactly when the yellow round was transferred to the round, and it happened to be the day I reported-as far as I know, the demon king had no procrastination before his death, and his shadow should not inherit this problem." Xuan Ye comforted He said, "Furthermore, if you have a double personality since you were a child, you can't lurk until it is near menopause."

Xiao Zheng: "..."

If it wasn't for Her Majesty the presence of His Majesty, he would have to talk to this ancient fossil bird, who was thousands of years old and still selling cute, who is menopause.

"All the special abilities now are because of the ancient inhuman race, and most of them can be said to be related to the demon race." Sheng Lingyuan began to appreciate in front of Xuan Ye's bookshelf, and said without hesitation, Xuan Ye Yong Passed things will be cleaned up very cleanly. Compared with those slate bamboo slips in the past, paper books are light and beautiful. They are sorted by the owner according to the classification and the color of the book cover. At a glance, they are both a book wall and a decoration. It was very pleasing to the eye, "It is not necessary to regard the word" monster "as a beast of flood. The Kyushu melee is not a race between human and non-human races. Many non-human races-even demons-were against the demon king."

Xiao Zheng couldn't help asking: "His Majesty, historians say that the concepts of 'territory' and 'sovereignty' are unique to modern times. You should have only a rough site in that era, and the transportation is not convenient. If the site is too large, even yourself I do n’t know where the border is. The border people rebelled for three days and rebelled. As long as they did n’t make too much noise, the court would not care. If it was not for descent and race, why would there be such a terrible melee? Righteousness and evil? ”

"No why." Sheng Lingyuan paused. "Natural disasters have just reached the point of hijacking."

When standing on the waves of three thousand years ago, the anger on the battlefield, the humiliation when fleeing, and the hatred when collecting unknown bodies were all true.

Every tribe who rushed into the Goueyue Tower was anxious to pour the hatred of their home country in front of the steps, stepping on the high-rise building step by step, and putting their identified originator in a thousand swords.

But after three thousand years, the limitations of the individual and the era were seen. In fact, it was destined to have a war then.

Without the demon king, there will be others. There is no shortage of ambitionists in the world. Anyone who falls into the opportunity can produce the same effect. At that time, in Kyushu, the inter-ethnic civil war ended, the population expanded unprecedentedly, and most of the non-ethnic people were isolated from the human race for a long time. The barriers are getting deeper and deeper. As the internal worries recede, the isolation between the various ethnic groups is like a flood-filled dyke-it will not collapse today, it will collapse tomorrow.

The first unstoppable evil spirit started, the Quartet ambitions took the opportunity to make waves, and the blood in people's hearts was like dry wood. Once Mars fell, it was the potential of Kashihara. At the wind outlet, every soul would be involuntarily involved in it. In order to survive, you must cling to your team in panic-as for why you are fighting, all sentient beings will choose a flag and go for it. As for whether there is any truth or worth in the support of the oath, that is not important, just find a place Just stand up to it.

The melee was fierce, but it did break the barrier.

"You are the descendant of the beast of Leizer. Your ancestor was the most immortal beast, but the blood is too thin to be revealed. Thunder and fire are the two most disgusting flavors of monsters. Even if the demon king is a candidate, I wo n’t choose you if you do it, do n’t worry about it. ”Sheng Lingyuan said, skipping the incomprehensible Fanbang texts, picking and choosing on the bookshelf to find out,“ I ’ll take a trip to Biquan Mountain for you. ”

In general, when people are thinking wildly, they don't listen to relatively empty comforts such as "reassuring" and "will be okay", but technical analysis can comfort people most. Xiao Zheng heard the emperor Jinkou Yuyan identified his bloodline. Then he settled down again, and while rest assured, he went online to Baidu and looked at the sacred beast of his ancestor Lei Ze——

"... Dragon's head, thunder is its thunder."

Xiao Zheng: "..."

He remembered that some middle-aged and elderly male elders in their family did have the habit of rolling their shirts on their stomachs to pat their stomachs in the summer. The bloodline is true!

After finishing talking to Xiao Zheng, Sheng Lingyuan took a book from the bookshelf with a simple decoration, which looks like an ancient court story, and planned to take it on the road. Although he pretended to be skillful, many things in the world are too new to him, and he intends to gradually start from what he is more familiar with and slowly look at it. Although this book is well-preserved, the corners of the pages are slightly curled, and there is a little tea stain on it, which should be Xuan Yuan turned over many times.

As soon as Xuan Yuan put down the phone, he saw Sheng Lingyuan pumping his book. It was a bit of a surprise—Sheng Lingyuan was a wandering quartet when he was young, but he never let go of it, but since this time, although he often expressed his appreciation for paper prints, Looking through Xuanyuan's study, he just looks at how others do everything, probably learning everything, like a traveler, walking around, not going to delve into it, that passable perfunctory energy can't be concealed.

At this moment he seemed to finally open his eyes, Xuan Yuan's heart warmed up a little ...

Then he read the book that Sheng Lingyuan had brought out—he changed from mild to overheating, and his sweat dropped.

"No, you wait, that book is not good." Xuan Yuan rushed over to grab it. "That's a novel ... The storybook is purely made up. It's also smelly and long. You definitely don't like it. Come, Change it, I'll pick it for you. "

Sheng Lingyuan sideways dodged his hand and backed the book behind: "How do you know I don't love? I love you all."

Xuan Ye was fooled by him three or five times, and he was already solidly immune to his sweet words: "That's not mine, it's someone else's deposit with me."

Sheng Lingyuan asked, "You haven't seen it, how do you know it's smelly and long?"

Xuan Yuan was speechless, and had to take other attempts to divert Sheng Lingyuan's attention: "Show you this book-the author of this book is your brain powder, every day I published extreme words to argue with others, and wrote three books. The book fancy blows you ... This is modern history, which helps you understand how contemporary society comes. I want to find it forbidden to see here. This cell is a textbook that I used in college. I can kill time, I do n’t really lie to you. I ca n’t even read the preface in half a year. This row is basically brand new, oh, yes, and this! ”

Xuan Ye indiscriminately put a stack of books into Sheng Lingyuan's arms. Finally, he placed a red booklet on it—the Criminal Law.

"This is the most practical for you." Xuan Yuan said, taking out the "Ancient Court Story" while he was occupying it, shoved it into a drawer, added a prohibition by hand, and said in earnest 800, " Be sure to look good. "

Sheng Lingyuan: "..."

Biquan Mountain is very biased. There is no airport nearby, but the straight distance is not far from Yongan. Xiao Zheng specially sent a car to it.

"I'll drive it myself." Xuan Ye politely invited the driver who brought the car back with Director Xiao. He finally had the opportunity to be able to spend time with his Majesty peacefully, even if he was running around, he could be a honeymoon. I do n’t want a light bulb at all, especially Director Xiao ’s head has a very high wattage. "Let ’s go back soon, you have so much to do. I see that this morning, I got three off-season flowers. Hot search. "

"No way, you smashed the law array. The abnormal energy in the fake demon dan was leaked. Now you can only wait. The research institute estimates that it will start to decay at least 72 hours. We can only urgently contact some weather Experts, see how to get a scientific and reasonable explanation for this matter, so as not to cause panic. "Xiao Zheng has been a little skeptical of his compatibility with modern tools since he knew that Xuanyuan's" Fangling "was three thousand years old, and he was restless Asked, "Do you have a driver's license?"

"I took the exam when I was in college," Xuan Yuan waved his hands smartly. "An old driver ten years old, rest assured, I'm not Wang Ze who can't find North."

Xiao Zheng froze for a while, and hadn't figured out why he always wanted to talk to Wang Zebi, and saw this "old bird" stepped on the throttle with a take-off, and the steady suv jumped forward with a leap. He almost took a sip on the roadside electric pole, and then straightly turned a corner, frighteningly rubbing the road and flying on the road.

Director Xiao: "..."

He understood that an unreliable person is generally inferior to a serious person, and the one who pulls it back must be another more unreliable.

Xuan Yuan opened the sunroof, letting the winter sun sprinkle a car, and turned on the sound. The car should be adjusted by Director Xiao from his own ecological garden. It contains Director Xiao ’s personal hobbies—the film and television of the last century Golden song, very atmospheric. Because Xuanzang was poor, he had n’t touched the car for a long time. He started driving very carefully until he got out of the city on the national highway. He was slightly familiar with the car. Yu Guang saw in the rear-view mirror that he was retreating fast. Road, Xuan Yuan suddenly remembered that he once rented a car and went on a road trip.

He was sealed with memories by Nirvana at that time, and when he first came to the world, everything was fresh. The reason why he went to learn to drive a car in the midsummer summer day that was sculpted into a crow was because he had dreamed of walking around in the south of the sea. It's not flying, it's mixed in the mortal pile, swimming all the way from the local customs.

He thought that he was born with such a complex and had to achieve it. Once I got my driver's license, I couldn't wait to rent a car, and stumbled away to play.

At first, it was too fresh. I photographed wild weeds along the way. On the first evening, the national road just passed through the plains and countryside. Both sides were wheat fields. In the late summer and early autumn, the wheat seedlings neatly lowered their heads. Stunned the sky and burned the clouds. Those Yunxia seem to be the mirages that projected the Nanming Valley of that year, and there are clusters of Suzakus standing up against the wind, shining brightly.

Xuan Yuan may have been driving for a day, and was blinded by Xia Guang, with some brain twitching, he said to the side, "Look ..."

Speaking of it, he remembered that he came out by himself. He didn't ask a friend, and looked around blankly. He didn't know who he was looking for, but he was suddenly soaring, and he found a place casually. After a night, he went back the next day.

Since then, Xuan Yuan has never had the nature of road travel-tired and boring, it is better to take a train or something, talk to strangers on the road, and mix up.

Xuan Yuan suddenly felt a bit unreal, couldn't help but tilted his head and looked aside, thinking in his heart, "I'm really there."

After a while, he felt unreal again, could not help but free up a hand, reached to the outer corner of Sheng Lingyuan's side, trying to confirm.

Sheng Lingyuan glanced at him sneaking up and down, expecting such an outbreak, so he spread his hands to his side, just grabbing a chicken claw that hit him.

Xuan Yuan flinched quickly, but his five fingers were entangled firmly, so the gentleman coughed like a cry: "What? Pay attention to driving safety, don't harass the driver-have you read the criminal law, and I will buy you this traffic law tomorrow."

"Never," Sheng Lingyuan said with a smile, turning the book on his lap back one page. "No hurry, this book is really a bit long enough for me to pass."

Xuan Yuan glanced at the book he was reading and thought, "He won't really read my textbooks, right?"

How can this be seen? Is there such a big difference between Xueba and Xuezhu?

Sheng Lingyuan rubbed his fingers: "But although it doesn't smell bad, it doesn't just smell bad, it's also very beautiful."

Xuan Yuan: "..."

Wait, the cover is a little familiar-isn't this the one in his lock drawer?

The consequence of not being able to learn without surgery since childhood, and growing up with bad memories is that the "forbidden technique" he thought about contemplatively was understood by people before he stayed overnight, nervously locked the little yellow book, and turned back to wear a coat Kung Fu ban started!

Sheng Lingyuan asked curiously: "Which emperor is this arrangement? According to this arrangement, does he have time to go to the palace in this life?"

"How do I know," Xuan Yuan was stubborn, "I didn't see it ..."

Sheng Lingyuan said a “smoke” unclearly, and his fingers brushed over an oil fingerprint on the paper page—the fingerprint on the fingerprint also contained the owner ’s breath: “When do I even eat and drink while reading a book, who do you learn from? What's wrong? "

Xuan Yuan: "..."

"These houses are on the line, why are there so many words?" "Xueba", which can read through any book, made accurate statistics. "I took a look at it, and I have to say a word in each step, meaning It ’s almost the same, like ... "

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