Young Military Rarities

Chapter 4: New Powers, Swords Come Out!

"Woo, fuck, my pants have bitten me, you are a dog."

One person and one beast tossed and tossed on the ground for a long time, until Yun Che was panting, and after all promises that he would be filled with energy bars, Hei Yu kindly let go of his mouth, Yun Che took off his pants and looked at them. Thumb-sized hole.

"Who made you want to bully me?"

Aojiao leaned over her head, and Hei Yu said in a sullen voice: "Different space can not be owned by anyone. Only those who have great opportunities will be touched by the rules of life and death. You should have experienced things that others have not experienced. Right. "

Ok? Is it because of rebirth?

After hearing that, Yun Che turned to look at him. If so, it would explain why he appeared here and became the owner here.

"Then how do I get in and out in the future?"

It should be controlled by mental power like space power, right?

"Go out if you want to go out, and come in if you want to go in, but the master, before you go out, go to Bitan to clean up the dirt on your body. You are too weak now."

During the conversation, Black Feather had taken him to the pool of water composed of springs. Yun Che didn't ask the others, stood in front of the pool, stripped off his clothes and pants, and sat down slowly in the spring. He took a sip of cool spring water.

"Well··"

The spring was in the abdomen, and the inexplicable pain swept through. The bones of the whole body seemed to be shattered, the skin was cracked, the blood flow was infused, and the sight was blurred. I saw the black feather lying on the edge of the pool just in time. After thinking about it, Yun Che clenched his teeth, forbearing the pain of bone erosion and flesh.

"It's such a strong will that it is indeed my master."

Lying on the edge of the pool, Heuyu nodded admiring everything, and later he would know that the more painful he is now, the stronger he will be in the future.

After a whole few hours, the water-stained puddle gradually recovered and the pain gradually eased. Yun Che, who was already on the edge of the coma, could clearly feel that his skeletal muscles and skin seemed to be reorganizing, and impurities in the body Has been drained with blood.

About half an hour later, the brand new Yun Che opened his eyes. He was already very good, with a slender body and a healthy wheat color. However, after washing with spring water, the facial features seemed more three-dimensional. The muscles are no longer soft, but full of strength, and at the same time very flexible, it will not give people the feeling of muscles. The biggest change is the skin. The wheat-colored skin has turned white, soft and creamy, like peeling. Shelled boiled eggs.

"This is ... wind power?"

Feeling that there was something in the body, Yun Che's finger bounced, and an invisible air entangled his finger: "No, it is not a wind power, it should be a wind power micro power, an air power."

After closer inspection, Yun Che affirmed his guess, he did have more air power.

"Chat is better than nothing, at least in the zombies to save lives."

Yun Che is not very happy with the extra air power, because the air power must be in the later stage to function. At most, the early stage is to create an air film to surround itself, so that the zombies with no vision in the early stage can smell their own. It tastes better, not to mention that he already has a strong offensive thunder ability, and the air ability is even worse for him.

"Master, you look beautiful."

The words of evil scenery suddenly sounded, Yun Che glanced at the pit beast beside the pond, and plunged into the pond again. The pond was not very deep. He just found out. There seems to be something below, waiting for him to come to the bottom of the pond. I found that it was a sword deeply inserted in the bottom of the pool. No, it should be said to be a slender knife like a sword, a bit similar to a katana, but shorter than a katana, wider and a little scabbard exposed outside. The lacquered black hair was bright and complicated lines hovered on it. Yun Che watched around him, tentatively reached out and held the knife handle, forcibly pulled it out.

"Boom ..."

"Master, master, what's wrong with you? Master?"

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