Dream Evolution

> Chapter 160 Inexplicable feeling

"That... I was delayed because of something, and I came back later."

"Let's eat first."

Although it has been eaten, it is not easy to say it now. After reheating the food, the two sat at the dining table. Seeing Tomoyo, who usually has a good appetite, Wang Ling ate slowly, seemingly absent-minded, and asked carefully, "Do you have anything to say?"

After being silent for a while, Tomoyo raised his head and said with a blank face: "I'm just a maid, it doesn't seem very good to tell you this, but I still want to talk about it. It's very unsafe outside recently, especially at night, on the street. There will be a lot of bad boys. I also heard the news that there was a war between bad boys and a lot of people died last time, so I hope that even if you go out, it is best to return before dark. "

"This... I can understand that she is caring about me?"

Wang Ling thought silently in her heart, put a piece of Tomoyo's favorite spareribs in her bowl and said, "I see, I will remember it."

Tomoyo raised her head. At this moment, her eyes saw Wang Ling's outstretched hand. She was slightly startled. She suddenly grabbed her arm and tucked her sleeve up. Seeing the large blue-purple scars on her arm, she took a deep breath and said: " Omg."

Yamada was the final SS after all. During the battle, Wang Ling was seriously injured, so he secretly put Hatsune outside. After listening to the song of the scallion, the internal injury had basically recovered, and only the bruises on the outside were left. With his resilience , it is estimated that after a sleep, the next day will be almost recovered.

"It's all skin injuries, and it will heal soon." Wang Ling shrank his arms and found that Tomoyo was still holding on tightly.

"You went to fight, what happened?"

"Haha, I met a very powerful guy and learned from each other."

Looking at Wang Ling with a sullen face, Tomoyo let go of his hand and walked into the back room. Half a minute later, his pajamas had changed into the clothes he wore during the day: "I'll go out for a while, and I'll be right back."

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Get something when you go home, stay well, don't follow me, and don't move!"

After only ten minutes, Tomoyo returned panting, holding a medicine bottle in his hand: "This is my homemade potion, which is very effective for bruises from fights."

"Don't be so troublesome, my resilience is very strong, such an injury will be healed soon."

Tomoyo's face was calm, but in the bluish pupils, there was a focused gaze that could not be opposed. Under his gaze, Wang Ling had to compromise, taking off his clothes and trousers a little embarrassedly, wearing only a pair of underwear, and lying on the sofa.

It competes with the mind power that oppresses the body, resulting in multiple bruises, as well as large scars on the skin on the back and chest, kicked out by the gravity dragon fist and the gravity whirlwind leg. These injuries have healed internally, but there are still traces from the outside. Tomoyo frowned, smeared the potion, and then wiped it gently with his fingers.

The slender and soft fingers gently stroked the skin, and the hot touch brought by the potion seemed to be nothing. After wiping all the back, Tomoyo sighed and said, "Turn around."

"This... I'll do it myself."

Under Tomoyo's firm gaze, Wang Ling had to compromise again. He suddenly felt that he had no resistance against such a stubborn and lovely girl.

The skin on the chest, lower abdomen, and even the inner thighs was smeared with the potion along with the movement of the fingers, and a numbness and scorching heat appeared. Staring at Zhi Dai's emotionally focused face, Wang Ling suddenly had the urge to embrace the girl in his arms.

"Okay, put on the potion, and the swelling will disappear tomorrow." Tomoyo raised his head and found Wang Ling staring at him, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing..." Wang Ling looked away and turned his head slightly.

After finishing everything, it was almost four o'clock. Tomoyo still had classes during the day, so he went back to the bedroom to sleep. Wang Ling, who was not sleepy, was still sitting on the sofa.

Tomoyo's face and focused look flashed in front of him from time to time, Wang Ling took a deep breath, and then spit it out: "I'm just a plot character, I'm just a passerby in this world."

He didn't know that Tomoyo, who was lying on the bed, even though it was late at night, his eyes were wide open, and there seemed to be an inexplicable gleam in his blue pupils...

The rising sun is slowly rising from the east. With the restoration of the dragon bloodline, and perhaps the effect of Tomoyo's own preparation of the potion, all traces of Wang Ling have disappeared. Seeing that Tomoyo came out of the bedroom, the two looked at each other and seemed a little flustered after their eyes met, and immediately averted their eyes.

"I slept so late yesterday, so don't go to class, please take a leave."

"nothing."

After a brief conversation, Tomoyo fried two egg buns and poured milk. The two finished their meal in silence. She bowed to Wang Ling: "I'm leaving."

"Goodbye, be careful on the road."

Looking at the back of Tomoyo riding a bicycle, and after leaving his sight, Wang Ling locked the door and went to practice by the lake.

After a fight with Yamada Taiki, Wang Ling knew in his heart that his strength was indeed strong, but unfortunately not strong enough. Yamada is just the final ss of the Bloody Story scene. The strength of this guy is mainly his power of thought, the suppression and restraint of the enemy with his power of thought, his own fighting skills, his fists are not as good as Long Er, and his legs are not as good as Long Yi.

Possessing spiritual power, the manipulation of spiritual power is relatively mature, and the suppression of spiritual power against mind power is not too great for Wang Ling. In addition, the ability to knock out three-fifths of Yamada's life is mainly due to the powerful power of the immortal energy - if you summon Wang Long, Taoxian, Chen Heng, and Bloodline Dragon, you can use battle plants, tracking turtle shells, etc. This kind of small props, together with the recovery food, can kill Yamada.

But this is also the limit of all his strengths.

You must know that there are two final SSs in the **** fighting competition, and the fighting skills of the tiger-faced fighters are definitely far better than that of Yamada. Although there is no psychic power, but with the terrifying fusion technique "Golden Bell Cover", these two tigers should be equivalent to two Yamadas!

It is undeniable that Su's marksmanship is very good and has great potential, but against this level of SS, it is impossible to be of any use. No matter how much Wang Ling thinks about it, he feels that he will not be the opponent of those two tigers.

Spiritual power will increase steadily every day, and even after half a month, there will be no essential improvement. In this world, the benefits that can be obtained are basically to the limit. Even learning a few more skills will not be of much use. Participating in the **** fighting competition is basically the ending of defeat and no victory.

"How can I become stronger?"

Fighting on a stone by the lake, Wang Ling felt anxious in his heart, he kicked a stone into the distance angrily, and then an inspiration came up: "Since the control of spiritual power is relatively skilled now, why not try it? , attaching energy to fists or feet to enhance the basic power of fists and feet during combat?"

When the spiritual power is activated, a faint white light emanates from the fist, and the light spots dissipate. The condensed spiritual power is difficult to maintain and will dissipate immediately. This will not only increase the damage of the fist, but also waste the spiritual power in vain.

Increasing the output of spiritual power, the light on the fist gradually brightened, and the speed of spiritual power divergence also accelerated. With a sigh, Wang Ling stopped this useless wasteful behavior.

Angrily hit a wave punch, blasting the lake in front of him. It is easy to release spiritual power, but it is difficult to maintain the solidification of spiritual power. Now Wang Ling has a deeper understanding of the strength of Bai Feng, who can release fighting qi to form a protective energy layer.

On the fine sandy ground by the lake, after a run-up, I used Foshan Shadowless Foot, and a series of leg shadows flashed in the air. Then I practiced vigorous punches. The muscles are sore and sore, like a strain, and the boredom in my heart is stronger.

"Hehe, I don't seem to be in a stable mood."

Wang Ling stood on the stone again, and looked down at the reflection in the clear water in front of him. The reflection seemed to gradually turn into Tomoyo with long silver hair and a firm face as the reflection swayed with the waves.

"faint…"

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Wang Ling keenly felt that he seemed to have a tendency to fall in love.

"It's not love, it's just a good feeling... As a modern person, a girl in the real world is beautiful and cute, and can cook and do laundry, and is very considerate. Living with such a girl We've been together for half a month, um, she touched my body yesterday, and it's normal to have a good impression."

"Anyway, as soon as the hot-blooded fighting competition is over, I will go back to the space, and my Bingrou is still there!" For a girl who is created according to the most perfect image in her heart and belongs only to herself, if you don't like it, it is completely Impossible, thinking of Bingrou, Wang Ling's mood quickly improved, "After returning to the dream space, with Bingrou with me, I should soon forget Tomoyo."

"By the way, there's little Peach in the Mario world."

The restless mood disappeared, UU reading www. uukanshu.com Wang Ling happily hummed the green onion song, summoned Hatsune and placed it on her shoulders, and took her for a slow walk on the sandy ground. It was almost noon and returned to the villa, where she put the rice that Tomoyo had washed the day before. Cook in a rice cooker.

At 12:10, Tomoyo, who was riding on a bicycle with a schoolbag and some green vegetables in the basket, returned to the villa on time. After a lot of work, a delicious but not rich meal appeared.

Some guilty Wang Ling dared not go to see Tomoyo, and the girl who usually likes to talk is also eating quietly. After lunch, I washed the tableware and chopsticks. Tomoyo still had class in the afternoon, so he sat on the sofa and closed his eyes for a nap.

Day after day has passed, and now the days are much quieter than when we had to fight every day. Sometimes Wang Ling took the initiative to find something to say, but Tomoyo still gave a short answer such as "um" and "okay". If you didn't know her original deeds, you would almost think she was a very gentle girl.

During this period, Wang Ling secretly transferred the ownership of the villa to Tomoyo's name, and stored all the property from Ye Nan in the bank in her name. Finally, a month had passed, and with the reminder from the dream badge, Wang Ling knew that the **** fighting competition was finally about to begin.