Apocalyptic Forecast

"Crow on the plane !!!"

With the roar of the teenager, Huai Shi still descended from the sky, raised his axe towards the bald scoop of the muscular strange old man, and jumped!

In the blink of an eye, Old Luo raised his head and stared at the shadow of the teenager, his eyes slowly raised.

This is really ... unexpected.

He smiled at the corner of his mouth, and then took a step forward.

boom!

The floor trembled.

Then, hit the uppercut!

Then, the wind rose from the ground, as if the lava sprayed out of the crust. From the high heat, that iron-blue fist broke through the hurricane and hit the abdomen of Huai Shi straight.

A moment of no tolerance.

However, Huai Shi turned from the air like a bird, controlling his own center of gravity with a heavy axe, and completed the disguise in a blink of an eye. Immediately afterwards, he spun and whirled and stretched towards the fist rising from the ground. Out palm.

Five fingers spread out.

Seems to be defensive.

Mr. Luo sneered. Should we say that striking a stone with a pebble or a flat salary? There is no twenty-centimeter-thick tank-level armor, just relying on the flesh palm to resist the inner strength of the drummer.

Is it naive?

Immediately afterwards, he saw the iron light radiate, and in the sound of crystal growth, the sacrificial knife jumped out of the void and fell into the palm of his hand.

Fist with iron.

The iron fist slamming upward stagnated for a moment, and Luo Lao raised his eyes, revealing a subtle sense of consternation and surprise: Did even his own move change count?

intuition?

Is it something else?

He paused again and again, and from the roar, his heavy body drew three meters backward without warning. Escaped the blade that he instinctively broke and stood still again.

Huai Shi's landing was unbelievable.

In response to his offensive, he prepared several corresponding moves, but he did not expect him to retreat.

It is impossible to say that the sacrificial knife can cut him.

Even if he didn't call Sacred Mark, Huai Shi could see that he was at least a sublimator of the fourth order, or could he still be the strongest among the tops of the fourth order.

There are almost countless ways to solve this blow with his skills and strength.

"Why back?"

Huaixi asked, "Did you release water?"

"Ah, yes, the water has been released, probably the amount of the Pacific Ocean is given to you."

Old Luo smiled mockingly, withdrew his posture, and slightly moved his muscles, almost unprepared, allowing Huai Shi, three steps away, to find his weaknesses and gaps.

"Do you think I will thank you?" Huaixi asked.

"If you want to say, this is probably what you have experienced for so many years."

Luo Luo twisted his neck, and the crackling sound was hairy: "Look, if you blindly crush with values, the battle can end in an instant, but the only thing you can win is the victory and defeat, which can never bring any growth .

This should not be the case with so-called education. "

"Hah." Huai Shi was amused: "Although I am very moved, but the old man, you just lowered your strength, intending to abuse the food?"

It's as if those masters are hanging on the ugly faces of Moe Xin.

Are you afraid? It doesn't matter, I let you have both hands and feet ... You can scream you with just eyes.

Unpleasant arrogance and confidence.

But Huai Shi could not refuse it. He really needed the old man in front of him to lower his rank a little bit before he could learn more.

"Isn't that the so-called education?"

Luo Lao asked with a natural face: "Throwing away irrelevant things will bring pain to the greatest extent, make people aware of fear, understand taboos, and accept domestication before they can freely survive under the rules and understand their own After shallowness and error, we can face this world correctly, and find the way to victory in **** ... "

Huai Shi was speechless. After a long pause, he sighed unkindly: "You old man must have a brain problem."

"Who said no? Is there a normal person among the sublimators?"

Mr. Luo asked: "I want to live in this world like hell, you need more than courage. Sometimes, you need a little madness ... coincidentally, this is what I need most. Things, should n’t I, as a teacher, give this to you? "

"Then you are really considerate."

Huai Shi irony: "Are you sure I can learn?"

"I think you will be talented."

Old Luo grinned and smiled iconically: "It's good to see you self-taught Yubu, then today's lesson will be taught from the simplest drummer's configuration and shape."

He said, toward Huai Shi, he slowly raised his left hand, posing a weird offensive posture, and the muscles of the iron-blue face smirked.

"As for the teaching method is too rough, don't mind it, okay?"

"This is your home, everything is yours, don't let me lose money if it breaks."

Huai Shi shrugged indifferently, slowly spread his hands, showed him the sword and axe, and smiled: "Just, I still have a tornado to destroy the parking lot and I want you to see it."

The next moment, Huai Shi stepped forward.

Immediately afterwards, the roar of the broken sky erupted.

So, Huai Shi's fifteen-day fat mansion happy class began.

.

.

"Dong Yao Dong Yao, I'm Dongguai, please reply when I hear you."

"Dong Yao Dong Yao, I'm Dongguai, please reply when I hear you."

"Cave Monster ..."

"I heard that. Are you bothered? And what kind of ghost is Cave Monster? What kind of ghost is Dongguai?"

On the streets and corners of people, the silent vending machine finally made a sound, as if happy water and ice tea were shaking back.

Across the heavy body, the voice has a hint of hoarseness and softness unique to women, as well as deep helplessness.

"Doesn't this look kind?"

Liu Dongli was holding a cigarette and leaned on the vending machine, patting the top of the vending machine intimately: "Who are we with whom ... Do you find what I want?"

Boom.

With a soft bang, a can of happy water fell out of the vending machine.

Liu Dongli picked it up and opened it, but there was not some kind of happy bubble liquid, but it was stuffed with a thick roll of paper, and when it was pulled out, it became a curled stack.

"All you want is here." The vending machine said.

"thanks."

Liu Dongli whistled.

"No thanks, I owe you."

Liu Dongli bowed his head and looked at the complicated records on the paper at a glance. After a long time, he sighed unpleasantly: "It's all a pile of broken things."

"Isn't this the so-called family and family before? It hasn't changed since the primitive era when everyone grabbed the mammoth. It used to be for water and land, now it's for money."

The vending machine said coldly: "Yinjia is just a small family in Jinling, Huaijia ... Now a 17-year-old child, his great-grandfather Huaiguang is not a big man, although he was at the border There was a little reputation during the pioneering period, but such a pig is not bad on the tuyere. Is there anything you should pay attention to? "

"Sin Fate."

Liu Dongli scratched his head and sighed helplessly: "It's a long story ..."

"I don't mind listening slowly."

"May not be able to change a place and situation?" Liu Dongli smiled embarrassingly, looking at the people who pointed at himself in the distance, and sighed in a low voice: "Everyone must feel that someone chatting with a vending machine The brain is sick. "

"You've never been sick, Liu Dongli, but the reason for your illness must not be because of chatting with a vending machine." The vending machine suddenly asked, "Four years ago, when the Feuerbach Hall incident occurred, you were at the scene. ,Right?"

"..."

Liu Dongli's smile stiffened and became silent.

"Vicious curse attack time, right? Although it is covered by the astronomy, but there are still clues." The vending machine said, "You are running out of time, why should you care about others?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

Liu Dongli finally stopped laughing, and his expression became cold: "Are you investigating me?"

"Liu Dongli, I thought we were friends."

"I don't make friends with a vending machine," he responded coldly, "especially when this vending machine is still investigating me behind!"

The vending machine did not speak.

In the long silence, Liu Dongli's expression gradually collapsed and became helpless.

"Okay, my fault, don't be angry, elder sister." He sighed and lit another cigarette. "Everyone always has some black history, just like underpants. After being seen, there will always be some embarrassment. "

The vending machine was not angry, just said: "I'm waiting for you to talk long."

"Even if it's a long story, there's nothing to say."

Liu Dongli scratched his head helplessly.

"Do you think he looks like you?"

"... No? Okay, there is one thing."

Liu Dongli's expression was intertwined: "But ... you know? That kind of ghost looks like a hippie smiling face, but in fact it has been mourning in his heart, hates everything, even including himself. Sometimes it is annoying, but sometimes It makes people feel completely indifferent.

You see, after all, I have known him for so long, and if something happens to him in the future and regrets it for life, it will be like my fault ... "

"guess what?"

The tone of the vending machine became mocking: "It's not you who thinks so."

Seems to point.

So ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Liu Dongli was completely defeated and raised his hands to beg for mercy: "Sorry, elder sister, you should do a good job in hospice care."

After a brief silence, the vending machine sighed softly: "Becoming indecisive, Liu Dongli."

"Don't they become more like ordinary people?"

"Yeah, congratulations." The vending machine asked mockingly, "Is it so happy to be a cowboy?"

"Do you think it's happy to be a cowboy?" Liu Dongli's eyes widened. "Wrong, you can't even imagine the happiness of cowboy!"

"So, Mr. Happy Cowboy, what are you going to do?"

"How do I know."

Liu Dongli smoked his cigarette and lowered his head: "As an outsider, do I have no room to intervene at all? Can I do anything other than being anxious?"

The vending machine did not speak again.

She is gone.