Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Ideas

With a look of exclamation and regret, Zhuge Ming once again set his sights on Lin Hun.

In his eyes, Lin Hun saw the sorrow, the emotion, and the strange hope.

"But unlike us, what you carry on your body is very dazzling."

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Lin Hun lowered his head and looked at himself, his black outfit made him look like a black crow.

He really couldn't see any dazzling place in himself.

Except for a handsome face that makes people pay attention.

"I saw something in your body that can end this despair, but I can't describe what this kind of thing is, and I can still feel that this kind of thing is still growing. When this thing grows up, you Will become the savior."

Zhugeming pressed the cigarette butt out and spit out a puff of smoke.

"Well, I have told you everything I can say. You should almost leave. Remember, the death fight conference is not as simple as you think. You can get the final victory and you can get unimaginable benefits."

"The dream is about to end, and the dawn is about to come."

"Be careful of those around you."

While talking, Lin Hun felt a turbulence in this dream copy.

Then a huge repulsive force 817 came, directly pushing him away from this dream.

"Master Zhuge, is this necessary?"

As Lin Hun left, several figures gradually appeared on the other towering tombs.

They looked at Zhuge Ming, who was sitting on the tombstone with shining spots on his body, with a sad expression on his face.

"Don't be sad, I've lived long enough. It's okay to use the little power of entering the village to give some advice to the younger generation. Moreover, this time I really see hope."

Zhuge Ming generalized his beard, with a trace of memory on his face.

"This kid, he has the power to end despair."

what!

At this time, Zhugeming's body collapsed rapidly.

The light spot that suddenly turned into a rising disappeared from the grave.

Watching where he disappeared.

The remaining figures looked at each other.

"How many is this?"

"The ninth one."

"Do you still remember what happened to the first few guys whom Master Zhuge became hopeful?"

"Five of the cunning that became nightmare rank, and one became the terror above the demon. The remaining three are dead and there is no remnant soul left."

This time, Master Zhuge's predicted life was gone.

So he may become even more terrifying.

"Does this affect us dead people?"

"Obviously not."

"Then let's continue to sleep."

"good idea!

The remaining figure felt that they had insight into some secrets they shouldn't know.

They hit haha ​​one after another, like an ostrich with a shrunken head, and fled into their graves.

However, Lin Hun's figure has been left in their hearts.

With a slight dizziness, Lin Hun felt the space turn.

He has moved from the blood dream to the lounge.

"Huh? Are you back? I thought you died outside~"

No one else said this, it was Ayara, the madman.

She sat on the bed and looked at Lin Hun who appeared in the room with a look of surprise on her face.

"........."

Looking at this guy silently, Lin Hun couldn't say anything.

He turned his eyes and found that another man in the cloak had also returned to his bed and sat quietly there.

I don't know when he came back.

Standing up and sitting on his bed, Lin Hun checked the time.

The time in the dark world is magically connected with the real world.

The clock used is also twenty-four hours.

It is already three o'clock in the morning.

There is still a small (chcf) time until the dawn of four o'clock.

After checking the time, Lin Hun glanced at Ling Luo, who was lying on the bed and playing with dolls, and the masked man who wrapped himself in a cloak, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He remembered what Zhuge Ming said before he left.

"The next trial is Murder at dawn. Does the murder come from your side?'

Lin Hun didn't know.

From the current point of view, he has not felt any obvious hostility and malice from these two roommates.

But Lin Hun did not relax his vigilance.

In any case, both of them are sly.

You can't prevent them too much.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

The room fell into a heavy silence.

The man in the cloak remained silent, and Ling Luo began to sew rag dolls.

As for Lin Hun.

He was taking advantage of this rare opportunity to experiment with the dead breath he got from the fist ghost.

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According to a special rhythm, Lin Hun adjusted his breathing while contracting his internal organs and muscles.

The so-called death breath.

It's more than just breathing.

But through breathing, it mobilizes everything that the body can mobilize, in accordance with the rhythm of breathing, while absorbing the energy in the air, it develops its own potential.

When breathing, the energy content contained in the air will also affect the focus of the body's ability to develop.

Breathing the air containing solar energy will develop the vitality of the flesh.

Breathing air containing water vapor develops the body's resilience.

Breathing air containing toxins develops the body's resistance to toxins.

Breathing air containing radiation develops the body's variability.

If you breathe resentment, it will develop the body's dominance and resistance to supernatural powers.

certainly.

These breaths have limits.

Need a little bit of development step by step.

If you do not live or die, go to a toxic lair or a nuclear reactor to practice breathing from the beginning.

Then you will only die on the spot because the absorbed energy exceeds the standard, and you won't get stronger.

but.

If you have a strong enough body to resist these influences without adapting.

This rule can be ignored.

Just like Lin Hun.

From the beginning, he practiced life breathing in this six-layer dark world full of spiritual aura.

Not afraid of the erosion of this supernatural power at all.

Because his physique is enough to resist the erosion of the spiritual aura of this world.

And the ability of his lungs can also transform these spiritual breaths into beneficial energy into his body.

Therefore, he was practicing this breathing method.

Get twice the result with half the effort.

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