Survival Game: Random SSS Talents

Wang Ping looked at his mother, and it was at this moment that he discovered that his mother's hair had grown some white hair.

Wang Ping, who had been dead silent, began to turmoil.

He was filled with guilt.

Wang Ping shook his head.

"It's okay, it's too cold outside."

"You are so old, and you still worry me."

Wang's mother's eyes were red, and there was a hint of crying in her tone.

Finally, the tears fell, and Wang's mother wiped her tears, went into Wang Ping's bedroom, took a blanket and put it on Wang Ping.

"Mom... I'm sorry."

Wang Ping's voice was a little hoarse.

Wang's mother shook her head, and then sighed again.

"Are you hungry? Mom will make you some hot soup."

Wang Ping nodded, looking at his mother with guilt in his eyes.

Wang's mother went into the kitchen and started to get busy, and then Zhou Wen cancelled the input of emotional magic.

Wang Ping's mood calmed down again and became cold.

This made Wang Ping feel uncomfortable. He asked in his mind, "What happened?"

"Why can't I feel any emotions?"

Zhou Wen's voice sounded in his mind.

"Because you have no heart. Although you are still a human, you are not dead. It is because the hood has a very special talent that delays your death, but you will slowly become a dead person and lose all the emotions of being a human being."

Wang Ping was silent.

"Is there any way to delay this trend?"

"Yes, you need to get in touch with more ordinary people about the seven emotions and six desires, and extract the traces of emotions from them. This is also the key to your becoming stronger."

Then Zhou Wen added another sentence in his mind.

That is also the key to my becoming stronger.

Wang Ping fell silent.

After a long time.

Wang's mother came out with a bowl of soup. Wang Ping drank the soup slowly.

Then he said, "Mom, I will find a job tomorrow."

Wang's mother, who was holding the soup and drinking it, was suddenly stunned, and then her nose was sour, and her eyes became red again.

"Okay, okay..."

Wang's mother put down the bowl of soup and couldn't help wiping tears again.

A trace of emotion was drawn by Wang Ping, part of it remained in his body, and the other part was absorbed by Zhou Wen's demonic energy and merged into one.

Slowly strengthening Zhou Wen's power.

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Xiao Qi and Liu Sanqi got off the police car and stood vigilantly in front of the restaurant. They looked at each other.

Liu Sanqi condensed a wind blade in his hand and walked in.

The restaurant was empty, and there were unfinished leftovers on the table.

It was cold in the evening of the beginning of autumn, and the air conditioner was not turned on.

"No one."

Xiao Qi frowned as soon as she entered the restaurant.

She simply outlined a magic circle in the air.

The magic circle attracted the spiritual energy in the air to emit a glittering light.

In the restaurant, a white airflow appeared out of thin air, running around in this small restaurant, looking like a frightened rabbit.

Xiao Qi exclaimed after seeing this airflow.

"This is the breath of Huangquan Road."

"The world war has been postponed, why is there the breath of Huangquan Road here?"

Six Three Seven One looked at the white airflow in front of him, and a sense of familiarity surged into his heart.

The experience that had once been broken into pieces was reassembled again.

It reappeared in Six Three Seven One's mind.

His eyes were full of sadness.

Remembering some bad things in the past.

Xiao Qi closed her eyes, and her face full of girlish breath became extremely serious at this time.

She summoned a staff out of thin air. The staff was made of brown wood, and the head of the staff was inlaid with a human head bone, which was hideous and terrifying, which made Xiao Qi look extremely weird.

Xiao Qi muttered something in her mouth, and one magic circle after another was outlined in front of her.

At the same time, the white airflow that kept impacting the small restaurant was also drawn into the magic circle.

After a long time.

The magic circles lost their function and fell silent.

Xiao Qi also slowly opened his eyes.

"How is it?"

Six-three-seven asked.

Xiao Qi shook his head, "I can't trace the source of that breath, but I can be sure that this breath has been in this restaurant for a long time."

"I see that the owner and diners in this restaurant are all gone. It is very likely that they have been killed."

Six-three-seven clenched his fists angrily.

He didn't expect the first case to happen so soon.

And they don't know who the target of the crime is?

What is his purpose?

Xiao Qi dispersed the spiritual energy around him.

Suggested.

"We can adjust the surveillance and maybe we can get some information."

Six-three-seven took a step to walk out, but his body stopped after just two steps.

He can control the power of the wind.

Naturally, he can feel the response brought to him by the wind.

"What's wrong?"

Xiao Qi couldn't help asking when he saw Six-three-seven suddenly stopped.

Six-three-seven looked serious.

"There is a smell of blood..."

Xiao Qi's heart jumped when he heard this.

Six-three-seven broke out at an amazing speed at this time.

His body merged with the wind, leaving behind a green afterimage.

When he reappeared, he was holding a piece of clothing in his hand.

The chest area of ​​the clothing was pierced, with dark red blood.

The blood has dried and smells slightly like rust.

Xiao Qi blurted out when she saw this piece of clothing.

"Is this what the victim left behind?"

Six, three, and seven shook their heads one by one.

"Maybe it was left by the criminal!"

Xiao Qi looked at this piece of clothing and then compared it subconsciously.

She was shocked to find that the part of the piece of clothing that had been penetrated was her heart.

An ominous premonition came over her.

"let's go."

Sixty-three seventy-one rushed out of the restaurant, got into the police car, and planned to take it back for testing and adjust the surveillance.

Wang Ping sat on the bed and looked out the window at the stars under the dark night.

I have a decision in my heart.

He's going somewhere.

There he was able to acquire a great deal of the emotion he needed at great speed.

Before leaving, Wang Ping gently opened Wang Mu's door and took a look. There was a smile on Wang Mu's sleeping face under the moonlight.

Her pillow was slightly moist, and it could be seen that Wang Mu shed a few tears even before going to bed.

After closing the door, Wang Ping left home and headed to Global, the largest nightclub in Binh Khanh City.

Wang Ping went downstairs and walked under the dusk.

At this moment the autumn wind is blowing.

I don’t know what is waiting for Wang Ping...

The same... under this moonlight.

In a rental house.

A boy wearing a washed white school uniform.

His eyes were sad.

In his right hand is a knife.

The cold moonlight shone on his body, and he only felt the endless chill.

Then he seemed to be cruel.

Gritting his teeth, he slowly placed the knife on the wrist of his left hand.