Ghost Valley descendants in the city

()013-08-18

In summer, the sun goes out relatively early. Before noon, the sun gradually climbs up to the sky and emits fiery light.

The sun is blazing in the sky, the breeze is blowing, the maple trees are swaying, and the cicadas are singing happily.

Beijing. Longwangshan Sanatorium.

In the small white spire building, there was the only ward that was occupied. Zhang Siqiang and others gathered in front of the LCD TV, staring at the live news on the TV with extremely complicated expressions.

"This is so fucking touching!" Zhang Siqiang said with emotion as he looked at the demonstrators on TV.

"It's better this time, I became a hero!" Liu Hao pursed his lips.

On TV, countless Chinese people held banners and shouted loudly in front of the island country's embassy in China.

"Despicable people, get out of China!"

Thousands of people shouted in unison, and the sound shook the sky.

The island country's embassy in China has its doors tightly closed, no one can be seen, and it is in a state of emergency alert.

Some radical Chinese people threw a series of rotten eggs, rotten tomatoes, rotten vegetables and other things they had prepared at the embassy of the island country.

"Hey...come here quickly, Brother Yiming..." Fang Yaxin, who had not slept all night, looked slightly pale and her eyes were red and bloodshot. She suddenly shouted.

"What's wrong with Yiming?" Chen Ruxue, who had just returned from the bathroom, ran over quickly and asked anxiously.

Several senior men gathered around the TV and were watching the demonstration. After hearing Fang Yaxin's shouts, they also ran over quickly.

"What's wrong with him?" Yang Hu asked anxiously.

"Brother Yiming, it seems, he seems to be getting better!" Fang Yaxin covered her mouth and said with a look of surprise.

Before, Zhong Yiming's face was covered with a green-black color, but at this time, the green-black color on his face actually became much lighter.

"Really! Yiming, he really started to get better!" Chen Ruxue cried with joy and choked with sobs.

"Go to the doctor quickly!" Yang Hu also looked surprised, turned around and said to his comrades.

"What did I say before? Yiming's stubbornness cannot be treated with common sense." Zhang Siqiang said excitedly.

"You want to kill Yi Ming with just this little poison? What kind of international joke are you kidding!" Li Jun echoed.

"Tsk tsk... Yiming, that kid!" Liu Hao said with a smile.

After a while, the five doctors rushed over in a hurry. Yang Hu's comrades told them that Zhong Yiming was getting better, but they didn't believe it at all, so they rushed over in a hurry.

In the eyes of these doctors, Zhong Yiming was already a dead man.

Seeing the doctor coming, everyone stepped back consciously, leaving a large space for them.

Five doctors walked forward and examined Zhong Yiming carefully.

Ten minutes later, the middle-aged doctor wearing black glasses turned around and said with a smile: "What a miracle."

"Doctor, what's going on?" Chen Ruxue asked anxiously.

"The toxins in his body are receding out for some unknown reason."

The middle-aged doctor said in disbelief: "Did you give him something to eat?"

Chen Ruxue and Fang Yaxin looked at each other and shook their heads. Chen Ruxue replied: "No. We have given him some water since yesterday!"

"That's strange!" the middle-aged doctor said doubtfully.

"When will Brother Yiming wake up?" Fang Yaxin looked excited and her little face was flushed, which was really cute.

"When the toxins in his body are eliminated, he should be able to wake up!" the middle-aged doctor explained while pushing up his glasses.

"Doctor, you must do your best to treat Yiming! Thank you!" Chen Ruxue wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said.

"I will give him another injection of detoxifying serum to help him quickly eliminate toxins from his body!" said the middle-aged doctor.

The doctor injected another tube of red liquid into Zhong Yiming, and the bald old Chinese medicine doctor pricked the five fingers of Zhong Yiming's right hand several times with a silver needle, draining out a large amount of pungent blood.

Half an hour later, the doctor left.

"Ru Xue, Xiaoya, you go have something to eat first, and then sleep for a while. This place will be left to us brothers!" Zhang Siqiang said.

Chen Ruxue and Fang Yaxin have not slept a wink or eaten anything since yesterday. Now that Zhong Yiming's condition has improved, Zhang Siqiang asked them to rest.

"Go quickly, don't break your body!" Yi Xin added.

Chen Ruxue and Fang Yaxin looked at each other and then walked out.

"Brother Hu, you should go back first. You are members of the system, and you are not free from us!" Zhang Siqiang turned to Yang Hu and said.

"Okay! Let's leave first. If anything happens, please call me!" Yang Hu didn't hesitate. After saying this, he turned around and walked out with his comrades.

Dragon King Mountain, private villa.

The beautiful young woman was wearing a bright red silk loose pajamas and was sitting in the hall watching the news about Zhong Yiming on TV. Although it had only been a day, the beautiful young woman's face was obviously a little thinner.

"Madam, Nangong Yin has already transferred 2.2 billion to the account!"

Yin Xiao came over holding a folder and whispered: "The doctor called just now to say that his condition has begun to improve!"

The beautiful young woman turned around and said excitedly: "He's awake?"

"He hasn't woken up yet. But the toxins in his body have begun to be discharged. I believe he will wake up soon!" Yin Xiao replied with a smile on his face.

The beautiful young woman breathed a sigh of relief and changed the subject: "How did things go?"

"It's being set up and it'll be ready to go soon!" Yin Xiao said.

"Very good! Accompany me to the nursing home in the evening!" A smile filled the face of the beautiful young woman, and she turned and walked upstairs.

………………

The mysterious world of Tai Chi.

The bell rang and it floated up.

Yes. Zhong Yiming, who was sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the lake, actually floated.

When he first fell into the lake, Zhong Yiming struggled desperately, but to no avail. What people didn't expect was that at this moment, Zhong Yiming's body actually floated on its own.

Zhong Yiming was already three or four meters high from the bottom of the lake, but he was still floating upward. Although the speed was very slow, this was not a problem for Zhong Yiming.

If you can't even feel the flow of time, what does it matter if it's slower?

The green bead that was slowly rotating in his Baihui point grew in size. As Zhong Yiming breathed and exhaled, the bead was like a gluttonous urchin, desperately absorbing the surging true energy in his body.

gas.

In this way, Zhong Yiming kept a picker, and slowly floated up from the bottom of the lake.

I do n’t know how long time has passed. The beads in Zhong Yiming Baili have become pigeon -like size, and Zhong Yiming finally floated to the lake.

Zhong Yiming was sitting on the lake as the old monk entered the same market. Suddenly he seemed to feel something, and his eyes suddenly opened.

The two -fingers -like green light flickered in his eyes, which was very weird.

"Damn! Brother, I won't be a immortal?" Zhong Yiming looked around, only to find that he was sitting on the lake, which really shocked him.

Zhong Yiming's face couldn't believe SE. Then he bumped up and down a few times. The lake was as soft as the sofa, and it was full of Xing.

Zhong Yiming crawled to the shore, his face was full of excitement SE, and he said stupidly: "Brother also come to try the legendary water drift!"

"Water drift", various TVs, often appear in novels. After practicing light work to the extreme, you can walk quickly on the water surface.

Once upon a time, how many young children ran away from the shore to the water. As a result, not only did not float, but they were planted into the river and a dog was mud.

Zhong Yiming took back a few steps back, and the smile on his face was closed, and he was serious. His feet kicked back, and the corner of his mouth pulled up slightly, as if a generation of light power masters were about to be born.

call out!

Zhong Yiming's feet were hard, and the whole person rumored quickly. Zhong Yiming stepped out of the shore, his right foot gently dotted to the lake, and his face had a touch of excitement.

thump!

The water splashes, the waves are rolling.

The so -called master of light power, the silly head was planted into the lake.

Of course, this may be the first step that he has become a generation of light power in the future.

After all, when the elderly Edison was invented by the bulb, the light experimental filament experimented with thousands of kinds.

We often say that persistence is victory, nor is it unreasonable.

Zhong Yiming fell into the lake with extreme depression, but this time did not sink directly. This lake became no different from ordinary lake water.

Zhong Yiming climbed ashore and said speechlessly: "This shouldn't be!"

No wonder Zhong Yiming will think so, before you can sit on the water before, but this go ashore will not work again.

He scratched his head, and Zhong Yiming stopped thinking about this problem. He flew forward as quickly as a cheetah as the shore of the lake.

Yes. It is like a cheetah.

With such a fast speed, the lake of the white SE was quickly thrown by Zhong Yiming, and a white line appeared again in the front.

"I wipe your uncle! Why is his fucking white line!" Seeing the white line in front of me, Zhong Yiming suddenly scolded.

Who knows whether there is another lake behind the white line, and whether there is another white line behind the lake ...

Although he was furious, Zhong Yiming did not have the slightest way. In addition to finding the way in this space, what else can he do?

I don't know how long, Zhong Yiming finally came to this white line. He didn't stop at all, and regardless of whether the back of the white line was a lake or abyss, he jumped up and jumped over.

Bang!

There was a loud noise. Suddenly, Zhong Yiming, who had jumped suddenly, seemed to hit a transparent iron plate, bounced back by high, and then fell heavily on the ground.

Zhong Yiming's nasal blood was soaring, and his whole body was extremely painful.

Zhong Yiming's nose was lying on the ground, leaving a few tears in the corner of his eyes.

Yes. Zhong Yiming cried, crying very sadly.

There are traps everywhere in this broken world. This is the rhythm of playing people to death alive!