Lord of End of World

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The last generation of the rebirth of the Lord is rampant 64 June 4 -

Gong Li Yu An quietly sat in the middle of Song Haoran and Lin Wenbo, no longer speak, Gong Xiangyi really relieved. This younger brother was born to her, is she coming? As long as she is with him, she will always be embarrassed.

"To enter the meditation state, you must first adjust your breathing, then slowly empty your brain, and wait for your breathing to blend with nature, and your mind will reach a real ethereal state, even if you enter a state of meditation. After entering the meditation state for a while, your eyes will be on your eyes. The corresponding radiance will flash, the body will be slightly warm, don't be surprised, keep this state, and when the meditation is over, you will find that the body has a new look and the energy will become very full." Gong Xiangyi said that it is closed. Eyes, a call to show up.

Gong Lijun listened to her breathing rhythm and secretly nodded. This kind of breathing method is called natural breathing method. It is the breathing method that best fits the needs of the human body and the natural law, and has a great effect on regulating the function of various organs. Meditation, for people whose strength is stored in the meridians rather than in Dantian, is more useful than meditation, running the size of the day and night.

It seems that Gong Xiangyi does have two brushes, no wonder her ability is deeper than Lin Big Brother and Song Big Brother. Gong Lijun bowed his head and silently shouted, even more afraid to open up to bother to learn.

Song Haoran and Lin Wenbo also closed their eyes under the demonstration of Gong Xiangyi, slowly emptying the brain.

There was a strong perfume smell on the nose, and the closed eyes showed the luxurious room of Gong Xiangyi. In stark contrast to this devastated world, Song Haoran twisted his eyebrows and his heart was so depressed. Where is it still calm?

He suddenly opened his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Forget it, meditation will teach you here, let's go back and try."

Lin Wenbo was not disturbed by the fragrant aroma of the room, but he couldn’t stand still. There was always a scene in which Song Haoran took the boy’s kiss, and his heart turned into a face of his friend’s face. Imagine your thin lips kissing the beautiful touch of the teenager's smooth forehead.

He was slightly shocked in his heart, but his face did not appear at all. He slowly opened his eyes and nodded. "Well, let's go back and practice."

Gong Xiangyi had to stop meditation and frown. "Well, if you don't understand, come back and ask me. Right, you can now study how to use your abilities. It's best to create a few practical and lethal effects. The move. With your own moves, you can be considered a real master."

Recalling Song Haoran and Lin Wenbo's most famous moves in the last generation, she continued to speak. "Hao Ran can try to summon multiple fireballs, bombard the enemy with a large area, or try to swing out a big fireball. A few small fireballs. The lethality is not low. In short, there are many flaws in the use of abilities. You must think about it."

Hearing here, not waiting for Song Haoran to respond, Gong Lizhen has straightened his back and solemnly retorted. "You are not right. The power of fire power is not in the area of ​​killing, but in temperature. Temperature is the decision. The key to the power of the power. Song Brother, you don't listen to her, she is not a fire power, will mislead you."

The last sentence was too straightforward, and he did not give Gong Xiangyi a face, and Gong Xiangyi was trembled. Why can't you listen to me? This is the famous stunt of Song Haoran's last life, let Song Haoran think for himself, the result is the same! She glared at the yoga mat under her seat.

Song Haoran originally wanted to nod and echo Gong Xiangyi. After listening to Gong Lizhen’s words, his expression was slight and he thought deeply.

Gong Lijun saw that his heart was touched, but he still couldn't understand it. He simply extended his long index finger and showed it directly.

"Song Brother, the color of the flames represents their temperature, and it also represents the power they contain. The red flame can burn the human body, the orange flame can burn the human bones, the golden flame can burn people into ashes, the white flames even the steel Can be abruptly abrupt."

He said, changing the color of a match-sized flame from the tip of his index finger. As he said, the high temperature of the monks climbed and the flames turned golden. When Lin Wenbo and Song Haoran finally couldn't stand it, they moved far to the side.

Gong Xiangyi had no words to say, pulling yoga mats back and forth.

"I can only release the golden flame at present. If you want to release the white flame of melting steel, the skill is still two layers. A small spark, as long as the temperature is high enough, it can be incinerated instantly." At that time, if you invite a fire, the place where you are attacked will become a scorched earth, and the power will naturally be even worse. The strength of the contemplation determines the temperature of the flame, so, Brother Song, you should now step up to practice cohesion, and I am not studying any big tricks.” The youngsters unreservedly snarled their own cultivation, and the sound of the swaying voice made Lin Wenbo and Song Haoran inedulge.

Song Haoran’s expression was stunned, raising his hand to create a red flame, contrasting with the golden sparks of the teenager’s fingertips. The huge temperature difference is very obvious. Imagine a place that can burn people to the ground, one that can instantly burn people into ashes, and which kind of flame is more powerful and clear at a glance.

Song Haoran put away the flame, Ying Ting's face with a sense of enlightenment, squatting down.

See him understand, Gong Lijun's fingertips bombed, and the three fires were taken back from the body. Gong Xiangyi looked at Song Haoran, who was thoughtful about it, and looked at Gong Lizhen, who was calm and calm. The shock in her heart made her unable to speak for a while. She has a hunch that, inspired by Gong Lijun, Song Haoran will certainly be more powerful than the previous one. Is this young man who is an extraordinary young man in front of her? She is not sure.

"I didn't expect Li Wei to become such a powerful fire power. I remember when I was a child, I was blown up by fireworks. I will never dare to touch the fire again. It is really unpredictable!" Gong Xiangyi made a The expression of the remembrance, the corner of the eye, is tightly locked to Gong Lijun’s face.

Gong Lizhen turned his head and carefully searched for the memory of the original master. After a while, he replied, "I was not fired by fireworks when I was a child. I also loved to play with fire when I was young!" He fell, and he nodded affirmatively.

Gong Xiangyi jumped down and smiled. "Yes, it may be that I remembered it wrong."

Lin Wenbo was stunned by the young boy who said that he loved to play with fire. He smiled and held out his hand, pinching the tender meat of his side, and jokingly said, "No wonder there will be a fire system." The ability, the original is the result of exercise from an early age."

When the words fell, he paused and asked seriously, "I am a gold abilities, how should the gold abilities be used, does Xiao Yan have an idea?"

"I have never touched this kind of power before," Gong Lijun waved his hand and explained it earnestly. "The use of it is not very clear, so I still need to think about it. If I talk nonsense, I will mislead Lin Big Brother and lead you away. On the detour."

His words were very objective and very realistic. However, Gong Xiangyi misunderstood the irony of what she had done before, and she gnawed her teeth and secretly suffered internal injuries.

Lin Wenbo is full of heartfelt feelings for the juvenile's sincerity, and the beautiful face has obvious pets and gentleness.

Gong Xiangyi saw his expression, his pupils contracted sharply, and his teeth were bitten tighter. Why are people still those before, but all things are different? Is it because of your own arbitrarily changing your destiny? Sure enough, it was a step wrong, all lost!

The heavy confession hit the heart, making Gong Xiangyi look blue and his breath is uneven.

"I have taught the teaching, you go back and comprehend. I am a little uncomfortable, let's go." With his chest sighing, Gong Xiangyi opened his door.

"Li Wei, go." I have long wanted to leave this room where I feel uncomfortable. Song Haoran took up Gong Lijun and left. He left the door and did not forget to tell Gong Xiangyi to restore the room.

Lin Wenbo walked to the door and looked back at his pale face. Gong Xiangyi, who was breathless, sighed and turned back.

"Where are you uncomfortable? I will take you to the infirmary." He bent over and reached for Gong Xiangyi's arm.

"Don't touch me!" Gong Xiangyi opened his hand and shouted. When the voice settled, she saw Lin Wenbo's white face, and her eyes showed deep remorse. She also doesn't want to treat her lover like this, but she can't control herself. Things are slowly getting out of her imaginary trajectory, and her emotions are gradually losing control.

"I don't touch you." Lin Wenbo raised his hands and sighed. "Xiang Yi, you can't go on like this. Let's find a psychiatrist."

"Don't look! I am very good! Besides, now is the end of the world, where are you going to find me a psychiatrist?" Gong Xiangyi squatted in the clothes, and the eyes of the apricots were full of warning. The psychiatrist is best at tapping the dark side of the person's heart. She must not let people know her past.

The two men looked helplessly, one looked up and watched for a long time, and the silence of the dead spread in the room. I don't know when to start, there is no common language between them. When they are together, apart from quarreling, they are silent. The deep love of the past seems to be a bubble, bursting in front of reality.