It is obvious that Zhou Xing's closest person has passed away.

He was still a step late.

Even if you get the Sanxin Dream Leaf Flower, it will be useless.

"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 big sleep, he felt full of energy and was in good condition.

After posing in a rather enchanting position, Zhou Xing began to practice Sriman's breathing method.

As expected, Sriman's breathing method is far away, much more difficult to practice than Sheeran's seventh breathing method. Zhou Xing either did not cooperate well with his movements, or did not cooperate with his breathing, or his thoughts, or his thoughts and actions. In short, after an hour of struggle, he became more confused the more he practiced.

Zhou Xing was anxious. He only had three days, three days, and he couldn't sleep for a day and a half. If he continued like this...

Lightning brings sparks, and you can walk all the way to your home!

And Lieutenant Colonel Ash whipped under the floor.

Seeing that scene, Uncle Tie knew that Yang Wei was over again, and I was slamming my mouth out casually.

I really want to curse.

Zhou Hu wanted to say something, but knew what to say. After thinking for a long time, he said another word.

Uncle Tie learned the name of the power of the people who fought against Zhou Xing.

I know when Uncle Tie has not arrived behind Zhang Ai's coffin.

But even so, during the hundreds of years of the establishment of the army, the number of people who broke the camp still increased or decreased.

I was vague with Lieutenant Colonel Hui, and I was not making things difficult for Uncle Tie.

There is a way...

That kneeling for eight hours was a reward for Zhang Ai's grace to raise him.

Uncle Tie, who was forging a weapon, immediately stood up and greeted him.

Faced with the air-conditioned hot pot, Yang Wei did not have any appetite.

However, as the breaking camp of the scalpel, it is also the strongest object. It was not created to be able to easily cut the skin when it was created.

How long has it been to awaken?

The magical power was the smokescreen that Uncle Tie prepared for his golden finger.

The function of the shrine is not to keep the spirits and gather spirits, and to resist wind evil.

"Practice the Sumeru Stone Breathing Method."

The big pepper is a piece of cake. When I broke the camp, I hadn't had the horrible habit of chewing the chin pepper as a snack.

Zhang Ai smiled and said, "You have said that you are the one who shot him."

"Bad!" Uncle Zhou Qi responded slowly, and complained:

As the sun sets completely, the first ray of light between heaven and earth is swallowed by white darkness, and the night swept across the entire world like a flood and beast.

That month is slow until the end of the month, and the wind will fall.

Uncle Zhou Qi opened his throat and retreated into the blacksmith shop quietly.

Speaking of wind evil.

In that world, shrines will be set up from villages to palaces.

It also has bad wind evil, especially plants, and is only aimed at animals and humanoid organisms. Otherwise, the world would have grown in a very long time ago.

I remember the vocal and sensual appearance of everyone in my brigade.

Punch the scalpel from inside to outside, penetrate into the enemy's lungs and even deeper into the heart, and completely annihilate the enemy.

Two full months.

Uncle Tie remembered it secretly.

Before hearing the explanation, Lieutenant Colonel Grey was silent for a long time.

"It is your fault that leads to that result. If you have the means to forgive yourself, then you will sacrifice your life and go to the 100,000 hills to find a life-saving medicine."

Compared with Potian, Uncle Tie's "transformation" magical power seems to be acceptable.

But in terms of the stimulation of spiritual energy, the extremely large number of people in that world can be born without some unique talent.

Prepare eggs and pick the bones.

Once they encounter the enemy, the female troops will attack quickly, using 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 be penetrated in depth.

The shock caused at that time was that it caused a sensation outside Hard City, and its reputation even spread to the imperial capital!

The cold and cold weather in the northern border, if you stand one or two big posts inside, you will feel that your whole body feels numb, and your hands and feet are all your own.

Lieutenant Colonel He Hui stared at Zhang Ai.

Lieutenant Colonel Hui recalled that I had used the method of breathing Sumeru stone for a long time?

Without hesitation, everyone picked up a slice of fat and fat beef slices in their hands and sent them to the pot. Among them, Lu Yun and Yang Qinghao firmly extended the chopsticks to the bottom of the red soup pot.

That gave Mo Xiao the hope of rising with few mud legs without power background.

Lightning and sparks all the way.

period.

Uncle Tie immediately filled his smile with a smile on his face: "I memorized a whole book yesterday. I was so tired. First, I was so worried that I would sleep less."

At that time, I could have a hot pot with air conditioning and enjoy the air conditioning and spicy taste of the little fish and meat in my mouth. This was really like a god.

Wind evil will blow evil wind, eroding the spiritual power of all things, and there is no high chance that evil spirits will appear and harm living beings.

Uncle Tie had red eyes, clenched his fists, then took a deep breath, and his eyes returned to his daughter.

And this god is sitting under a small volcano that stretches thousands of ways.

"Uncle, do he know? You regret it very much. I regret hiding my strength and hiding it, which caused him to be seriously injured."

"You are too brave, afraid of being regarded as a heretic and being suspicious because you have always hidden strength in the future."

As Lu Yun, who has gone from big to small, knows Zhang Ai's habits very well, so she specially ordered a double pot for me.

Uncle Tie, among the eight people, has always grown up in Baiyujing. The food here must be lighter, so it is naturally difficult to tolerate such spicy energy.

Using association thinking, we can easily control the fierce flames, let alone the big peppers.

It has been eight days since Zhou Xing Shang’s burial.

Supernatural powers are born!

I stroked the coffin with my hands with my sad expression, and a tear fell quietly on the corners of my eyes.

Lieutenant Colonel He Hui pulled out the low-voltage electric whip: "He thinks, can you accept that reason?"

After saying that, Zhou Hu left, intending to let Uncle Tie be quiet alone.

But hope and despair are always dependent on each other. Hope is like the fire of the long night, illuminating a little light in the darkness, while despair seems to have ended white and darkness, raging in the long night.

Seventh, the promotion speed is extremely slow. If you break the camp, you will be the dead after completing a back-range battle, you will be promoted to an elite battle group in the army. At the same time, the rank is level and the span is unimaginable.

A pair of tiger eyes looked at Uncle Tie.

But the situation is weaker than that of a human, Uncle Tie could only say gingerly: "It's too bad. You think it's a little bit short of it, it's just a little bit."

Lieutenant Colonel Hehui raised the low-voltage electric whip in his hand: "Speak a lot of nonsense, how is his breathing practice?"

Yang Xu couldn't bear to watch it anymore and scolded Zhou Xing: "How many days have you not eaten? I said you are so bastard. Such a beautiful girl follows you, and you won't give anyone food!"

"Big, don't be sad. Being bad and living is the least respect for Zhou Xing."

In a hurry, the door was kicked open.

Xiaobai was quick-witted and thought that the two of them had eaten, and at this time it was almost the same. He served a steaming pot of mandarin duck soup pot at a very appropriate time.

That, Zhang Ai has something to say.

It seems to be called the Eighty-Eight Wind Chasing Thieves.

"The big store, the savings that Zhou Xing had lost were placed in the blacksmith shop. According to Zhou Xing's last words, I was buried with simplicity just to leave him less savings."

"Let's eat?" Zhang Ai, as the host who was in the name of treating guests, ended the order with great pride.

Because there is no natural disaster in that world called wind evil.

Zhang Ai smiled, did she say anything?

He smiled and said, "Big son, he is OK. He is so young, and he still learns to eat spicy food... You remember when he was in the Breaking Camp Team, he only knew how to eat spicy food. Every time he opened a big stove, he dipped it in water and ate hot pot. He was ridiculed by veterans for the incident several times."

"You think it's okay to hide your strength secretly. You can't protect your family secretly, but you're wrong, it's just a little mistake. This will only lead to you being qualified to go to the battlefield."

I went to the ancestral hall in the center of the village, and begged for condolences and blessings to the dead.

I sighed, "The supernatural powers! Now there are more and more people, and there are a few people. The eldest son, his luck is really bad. It's so bad..."
To be continued...