Raise a House of Obsession

After a set of Huo Tong fist, the meridians of the whole body are normal, the muscles are exhausted, and the nameless anger in the heart has also dissipated for most of it, which can basically be suppressed. Only the mind was muddled and unwilling to expand rapidly, and it turned into boundless loneliness.

Zhou Yi headed to the cafeteria with a twist, bought a few big meat buns, and found that his mental state was not right, so he went back to the dormitory to sleep.

Then took a leave of absence.

"Why do you feel sick? Suddenly asking for leave?" Wang Zhengfa was a little surprised. Seeing the time, it was only seven o'clock in the morning and the sun had just risen.

"Yes, it may be to treat the mental backlash caused by Fu Lintao, just a few days off. I won't come to work today." Zhou Yi felt that he was very empty, and the sequelae of using the Huo Tong Quan came up.

"Oh, then you quickly rest. There is nothing wrong with Xisuo." Wang Zhengfa said quickly.

After the phone call, Zhou Yi fell asleep groggyly.

The second dream began.

...

"This... who punched this? Who punched here?"

When Li Xianfeng passed by this flower bed, his nose shrugged, and he smelled something burning.

He immediately moved in his heart, and walked a few steps towards the east side along the burnt smell.

I saw this area, all the plants were dead!

a mess.

The water on the plants was stripped away, forming pieces of coke-like dead trees, and some of the fallen leaves simply turned into coke...Of course, it was not burning in the true sense, but a special phenomenon triggered by psychic energy.

All things have spirits, but the spirits of these lives are evaporated by some kind of power, and they become pieces of coke-like conditions.

Li Xianfeng was secretly shocked, just this scene, without 20 years of skill, it is difficult to do what it is now.

"Which lunatic ran here to use psionics?"

And besides him, there is only Zhou Yi who often comes here to fight.

There is a dojo in the small town, but the little chickens on the dojo can't make such a scene.

"Could it be... Xiao Zhou?"

A thought faintly arose in his heart, and he felt distressed for these trees.

"Who, who! Who destroys the environment? Lost money!"

However, no matter what Old Man Li shouted, no one answered him.

...

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky is standing. Today, I am a big Xia Sanjie, throwing away the grudges and grievances of the past, pursuing the monarch's side, the country is difficult!"

Under the smoky smoke, several strong men drank blood and wine as an alliance.

As soon as the picture turned, there were earth-shattering shouts inside the palace.

"Emperor Dog, take your life!"

"..."

"The third child, don't be taken away by this demon..."

"The elixir made by the human heart! What an elixir of life!"

"..."

The final outcome of these three top psionicists did not seem to be very beautiful. They did not fulfill their ambitions and died in the final battle. Only the strong unyielding will passed down.

Moreover, the scenes in the dream are stunned. Even if Zhou Yi knew that this period of history might have happened in reality, it was impossible to remember it.

Otherwise, just being able to obscure history is enough for him to write several papers.

The effect of the unyielding heart is too powerful. You must practice Huo Tongquan every day to vent this anger, and the backlash brought by a lot of psionic energy made Zhou Yi start a long trance. During this time, he has been in a trance. , Not in the state.

"I don't know when this continuous dream will end."

He yawned and his eyelids were a little heavy. The nightmares of the past few days have become more and more real and clearer, and the mental backlash brought about by them is getting bigger and bigger. After waking up, he can still remember a few dream scenes.

Fortunately, Zhou Yi has gathered his heart and has a firm direction of progress. The anger in this group of hearts is rootless water, but it is a blessing in disguise. As long as the water is used to absorb this powerful spiritual energy, the strength of psychic energy will inevitably be improved.

As for the external explanation, it is natural to treat Wu Zhenyu's mental backlash.

As a psychotherapist, it's normal to have a bit of backlash.

On the other hand, thanks to this adventure, his Huo Tong Fist, it can be said that Xiao Cheng is marching towards Da Cheng.

Of course, he didn't say it, and he didn't stimulate Li Xianfeng, otherwise it would be too exaggerated. Some time ago, he acted like a novice, but now he has become a small or even a big one. There is no need. Even if he has a genius, he can't mess around like this.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yi wanted to sleep again, and his whole head was shaky. Once he falls into a drowsiness, he will inevitably fall into some weird dreams again.

"Big brother, big brother!" Sitting in front of him was Fu Lintao, who was a little worried about the temperature: "Your mental illness, oh,...Is the mental reflexion not good yet?"

Zhou Yi has been in this state for a long time.

"Yeah, I didn't expect it to be so serious this time." Zhou Yi woke up from a trance and took a bite of ramen, a large bowl, with meat and eggs.

The soup was not greasy, and there were a few pickles floating in it. After a sip, he was slightly clear-headed.

Zhou Yi sighed and said, "I feel like I don't wake up every day, and I feel confused, and I can't do normal work."

"But it's getting better recently. I guess it will be back to normal in half a month. That's the price of using psionics. Please relax, don't use psionics to pretend, especially don't pretend to be in front of women."

"No, absolutely not." Fu Lintao smiled awkwardly. His psychic energy, at best, used as a flashlight, and he would be in a trance for a whole day in front of the girl, which was too cost-effective.

Zhou Yi asked again: "How much intensity is there?"

"I guess it's about two hundred and fifty, less than three hundred."

"It's okay, the progress is sloppy." Zhou Yi knew clearly that it was because Fu Lintao had a unique insight of "the prodigal son", the progress was relatively fast, and after a while, it would slow down.

By the way, for some time recently, I was really free~www.readwn.com~ I was drunk, dreaming and dying during the day. After punching, he either went to bed or wanted to drink. He had already drunk two big boxes of Erguotou with Old Man Li. If it weren't for the age gap here, they would have almost called "Li Xianfeng" brothers and sisters.

At night, I go to have a "Knight Dream". This is uncontrollable. As long as I sleep, I will have a dream. When I wake up the next day, I feel resentful and unwilling, and I have to punch and drink.

Huo Tong Fist is getting stronger and stronger.

But... what kind of unyielding heart is this?

The normal rhythm of life was disrupted, and Zhou Yi was a little angry.

Looking around, Sun Jingjing went to kindergarten, and his junior and sisters are working hard for the college entrance examination, and there is no time to run over to see him.

There is no girl who can molest, I always feel that something is missing, um...lack of the beauty in life.

In the foreseeable future, this kind of idleness will continue.