The Bald Monk in the City

"Ding Dong..."

　　 The mobile phone placed on the table rang. According to this time period, it should be the daily push hotspot of a certain squirrel browser. .

After hearing the sound of the mobile phone, Yi Qiu, who was enjoying the nest honey obtained from the copy space of the Necromancer team, and the dessert with berry as a dessert and bamboo leaf tea as a drink, made this in his mind for the first time. judgment.

　　 By fusing the blood material of the Heart Demon, now his brain is not as smooth as before.

Yi Qiu took a quick look at the phone, and saw a new hot message displayed on the top of the screen: "Shock! A certain office worker got a huge bonus of 5 million in seconds and quit his job and scolded the boss to show his glory, but the next day It was discovered that the lottery ticket was faked."

　　 Even if there is no yellow squirrel in front of it, according to this style, I can roughly determine the editor of this hot information.

　　 Yi Qiu clicked on the hot information, and a picture was slowly refreshed. In the picture, a vague figure was standing on the roof of an old apartment building. Below it was a crowd of onlookers and lifeguards who were nervously negotiating.

　　 Although just looking at the pictures, Yi Qiu can still feel the pain, hesitation and despair in his heart.

　　 Maybe he is just an ordinary person who is usually busy between work and family, cycling day after day in ordinary days.

　　In the company, he may be frustrated by his boss. Sometimes at home, there are complaints from his wife, crying from his son and his studies also consume him.

　　 But a conspiracy, or just a prank, took a turning point in his life, turning a sharp bend into an unknown swamp on a small road that could already see the end.

　　 He escaped from his life that was as cold as mechanical parts, but faced a more bitter frost.

　　 Maybe after beating his boss angrily, he returned home happily and shared this joy with his wife and family.

　　 As a result, when I woke up the next day, it was not sunny, but thunder like a farce.

　　 The so-called despair, that is probably the case.

　　 With the deepening of Yi Qiu's meditation practice, his response to the intense emotions of intelligent creatures is no longer just what he sees in his field of vision.

　　 The written words and recorded images and pictures of intelligent creatures with emotions like turbulence in their hearts, Yi Qiu can learn the general emotional fluctuation direction of some parties.

　　 For all psionic classes, this is not uncommon.

　　 In fact, with the exception of some occupations that focus on studying psionic interference in the physical world and strengthening of the body, most psionic occupations can choose to learn this ability.

　　 In this respect, the qi, which is woven from life energy and spirit, did not show too much uniqueness in the initial stage.

　　 But as the monks continue to meditate and practice, Qi will increasingly show its difference from ordinary spiritual energy, that is, it is not pure idealistic energy, it is also mixed with a part of life energy.

　　The source of qi, which is different from the birth of ordinary psychic energy, makes qi appear more inert in terms of psychic energy, and it is difficult to interfere with the material world.

　　 In a sense, this is also the reason why the monks did not study the attack methods like Turtle Qigong and Adogen.

　　 Because this is contrary to the nature of Qi.

　　 Although it can consume a lot of Qi to make such an attack, it is actually a huge waste.

　　 Yi Qiu touched his bald head, and then slipped the hot information to the end. It was a short video in which the man who committed suicide was hugging his wife and crying downstairs.

　　 Among the crowds around, some took pictures and some were whispering. It seemed to be noisy, but like an island.

　　 But his wife has been comforting him softly, blocking the outside eyes from behind.

　　 The so-called companionship is probably so.

　　 Yi Qiu looked at the picture, and the back of a girl in the crowd of onlookers seemed familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he did not have a clear memory.

　　 But Yi Qiu didn't entangle, and turned off the phone directly.

　　 Maybe, it’s not necessarily because I met frankly in yesterday’s environment...

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　　 "Why are you doing this!" Ying Yi said angrily as she looked at Evya.

　　 "Well, why are you so serious, come and eat an ice cream." Evya took out a Turkish ice cream from behind like a magic trick, and then handed it to Ying Yi's mouth.

　　 Yingyi turned her head over, still looking angry.

　　 "Don't worry, I'm ready for magic." Eveya shrugged and said.

　　 It’s just that there is no egg to use. If he jumps from a dozen floors to treat minor injuries, he will die more decently...

　　 Ivya secretly added in her heart.

　　 As the patron of Olida Mara, she is an absolute chaotic camp.

　　 There is no concept of good and evil in her heart, and all actions are only because she finds it interesting.

　　 Even if that man died because of her prank, she would be a little depressed at best.

Not because of that man’s death, but because she performed a failed prank~www.wuxiaspot.com~ With the blessing of Olida Mara, Eveya drew a circle for those who were holding a so-called rule Then the people who locked themselves inside felt more and more disgusted.

　　 She doesn't care what kind of bad influence her actions will bring to those people, she just finds it so funny.

　　Yingyi is the one who makes Evya find interesting.

　　 In the daytime, she behaves like other people who are repeating the work, but at night, she behaves like a more real but illusory.

　　 Because of Oli Damara's favor, Evreya can smell the soul's tastes that make her feel interesting, and Ying Yi's body tastes like licorice with a hint of sweetness.

　　 And those who make her feel boring exude a disgusting smell, which makes her unbearable.

　　 "And don't you think he is very happy now?"

　　 Ai Fuya pointed to the man who was hugging his wife in the distance and said.

　　 "The more intense pain you endure, the more mellow sweetness can be enjoyed...what do you think, my sweetheart."

　　 Evreya took a bite of the ice cream herself, then picked up Yingyi, and directly fed the ice cream with her mouth in the horrified eyes of the uncle next to her.

"Well……"

　　 Yingyi tried to struggle, but obviously she couldn't resist Eviya, who was already the favored one, so she could only choose to sink...

　　 At this time, a sly light flashed from the corner of Eveya's eyes...

　　 It’s strange, it’s good for others to bear the painful bee venom, she only needs to enjoy the sweet honey water...