MTL - Qizi-Chapter 53 candlelight

When Ling Xiao and Hurricane passed through a dormitory, they suddenly heard a loud noise from inside. Ling Xiao immediately jumped to the side with a small alert, and even subconsciously put forward a prepared posture, waiting for the enemy to break out.

But after this, there was no sound in the room. Ling Xiao wanted to go forward and was stopped by the hurricane.

"what are you doing?"

"Look at what happened inside."

"leave it."

Ling Xiao saw a bit of resentment from his attitude, and then he thought about it, "Whose room is this?"

"Step by step."

Ling Xiao didn't want to take care of it at the moment. They were not the only ones who heard the noise. The students who lived nearby heard more than one voice, but because of the bad popularity, there was no one who made such a big move. When I came to care, the classmate next door even patted the wall and gestured to him to be quiet.

Everything has finally subsided, and gradually he has gradually recovered his senses. The tip of his tongue still has the sweetness of someone's blood.

He vaguely remembered that the crane was caught by himself and he was caught off guard. The first reaction of the other party was to escape, but how could he give him this opportunity. At the moment when the blood of the heart was about to be taken, the pillow crane had to enter the adult ceremony, and even tried his best to give him several counterattacks.

He is really strong, but unfortunately how strong it is, but it is stronger than the second generation of burning and refining twenty times. In the end, it is still inferior to his strength.

Of course, their abilities are now basically the same.

He gradually felt that the efficacy of the drug was lost a little, and his mind became more and more awake. He had to race against time to do the aftermath. He struggled to pick up the soul stone and put it back in the same place. He took the rope from the dark grid and tied the locker on the ground a few times. If it was in the past, he must have no such strength and can tie people together. So strong.

The personal terminal of the occipital crane is worn on the wrist, and it is pulled down violently, and it is smashed by picking up something at hand, then taking out a box of already prepared sedatives and taking out one for him. Go on.

After doing all this, he walked toward the table slyly and didn't fall at the last moment. He could only reach out and groping on the table with a hand. A few books introducing the deeds of the deeds were dialed to the ground, and some were spread out to reveal the focus of the red line:

The Lord will receive all the power and property of the deed.

In addition to being affected by **** hormones, adult rituals can be triggered actively as long as the parties have a strong desire.

After the adult ceremony, the combination of the two sides can promote secondary development.

......

Afterwards, he finally touched the second syringe. Before that, he knew nothing about the side effects of the second generation. He didn't know if he would die if he didn't inject the purifying agent. Thanks to the crane, he is really a qualified businessman.

His breathing is already very disordered, the blood is almost boiling, and there is only a misty part of his sight. After repeated attempts several times, it was finally difficult to put the needle into the arm, inject the whole tube of transparent liquid into it, and then pull out the needle and throw it away, then fell to the ground and completely fainted.

***

Ling Xiao was still accompanied by back pain when he woke up. He thought that what happened the night before, the whole person is not very good.

Even if he started in the first place - it was the psychological shadow left by the dangerous period, and felt that he couldn't sleep without relying on the other side - but what happened next? I always do it. I love this kind of thing and can give a hurricane of rational excuses. Yesterday I took the initiative to break the balance. Before the Lord’s *, the body of the deed will never be resisted, and then the person who is actively entangled with each other is He is embarrassed to say that he is forced.

But he didn't want to be reconciled. "The last time was to spend the safety period. The last time was to vent your energy. What is it for this time?"

"Because I think."

"You are too lazy to compile?"

The hurricane has already sat up. He is not too lazy to make a reason. He has given his own reasons. For the first time, he did not combine for some purpose, just because he thought.

But he didn't want to explain this. "Get up," he said to his back. "Don't you go to class today?"

The hurricane reminded Ling Xiao that the holiday was over and he had not gone to class for a long time.

"Go!" When he finished, he squatted up, not even afraid of bleeding. How can he get to bed because of a bit of pain afterwards?

Ling Xiao came to the long-lost classroom. When the classmates saw him, they all greeted each other with enthusiasm. He thundered and wanted to hug him as usual, so he missed his way to the classroom and glanced back. I am afraid in my heart: Isn't the establishment period of ownership already over? What is the warning of the eyes, is it that he has been permanently added to the blacklist?

During this period, there were many adult ceremonies for the couple, and nearly one-third of the seats were empty. Ling Xiao noticed that there were no people in the position.

"Is it even adult?" It won't be bitten by anyone.

Lei looked at his empty seat with disdain. "He, this time, I have been missing a day, and even the teacher is too lazy to take care of him."

When the instructors came, everyone returned to their seats and sat down. They saw that Ling Xiao and the hurricane resumed their attendance, and both of them were in good shape. The instructors were also very happy and left them alone after class.

"Are you sure you want to report any majors?"

“Yes,” Hurricane replied. “We are preparing to report to the Joint Operations Department.”

"Joint combat system?" The instructor was quite surprised. "This is a very difficult test. Is there no problem with Ling Xiao?"

Ling Xiao suddenly felt that it was hit hard.

"No, no, I don't mean that," the instructor explained quickly. "I have confidence in your actual combat ability, but this department has to be written. Is your culture less problematic?"

"Ha?" Ling Xiao is dumbfounded. Is the military school still taking a cultural lesson?

"Before I thought that only the hurricane was preparing for the exam, so I didn't say it," the instructor adjusted the results of the two people over the years. In the past, this belonged to their personal*, but now, the * between the two has been The less you come.

Ling Xiao has always been a rival to the hurricane, which is limited to the physical field. When he saw the score of the hurricane's cultural class, he was immediately hit.

"Your biological astronomical geography, these are good, mathematics... barely, but what is the history of this? The history of the hurricane is full marks every year, even if you can't get good, at least you have to pass?"

Ling Xiao looked at his own, and looked at him again. During this period, he had already had a hurricane that was a master of learning, but the annual score was too horrible.

"History is a must-have subject for the Royal Sky. If you really decide to report to the Joint Operations Department, you will have to attack it from now on."

The instructor checked the calendar on the terminal. "It’s less than a month before the next entrance exam. You have to dismiss the disciplinary examination, receive mental training, and have a history of tutoring. ?"

Of course, it is impossible for Ling Xiao to give up because of the history of the district. He is quite a chest, "No problem!"

"Then I will briefly introduce how to train my mental strength. In the primary school, we mainly do physical training, but when we go to higher education, mental strength becomes very important. I will demonstrate the simplest training method for you."

He picked up a paper ball and put it on the palm of his hand. After the gas was gathered, the paper group floated up and floated over the palm of his hand.

"This ability is very important to us. All the skills in the future are catalyzed by it. It was originally learned after entering the college. But practicing in advance is not bad for you."

“How can I do this?”

“Concentrate on thinking, concentrate your energy on the palm of your hand, and then materialize it.”

Ling Xiao has already got a paper ball in his hands, and the instructor cut his back. "This is secondary. The focus is history. The hurricane is responsible for supervision. If you don't understand anything, you should remember to ask him. ""

Ling Xiao and the hurricane walked from the classroom to the library, and held a stack of books back to the dormitory. There was no idleness along the way, and they were always trying to motivate the small paper group until the hurricane confiscated it.

"Before I finish reading the content I have drawn for you, I can continue to practice this," the hurricane ruled.

Ling Xiao thought that he had promised a hurricane, and then hated history and could only bite the scalp, but still couldn't help but complain.

"It’s too boring to read books."

"How can I not be bored?"

"If you can go back and see it in person, that's fine," he thought.

"Dream," the hurricane gave him a task. "If you look at an hour book, you can do half an hour of mental training."

"One hour," Ling Xiao bargained.

"Forty minutes."

"forty five."

The hurricane gave him a look, and Ling Xiao surrendered. "Well, forty is forty."

Ling Xiao buried himself in the boring history textbook, and the hurricane held a paper ball in his hand in the dark.

Spiritual?

He tried to focus on the palm of his hand as the instructor said, but he didn't feel any abnormality and the paper ball did not move.

The effect was wrong. The hurricane took the opportunity to change the way. I imagined the paper group as a smashing scorpion. It was driven by the ability to control the quilt. The paper **** in the palm of the hand immediately flew into the air and quickly rotated.

really.

The Hurricane Handman took a copy and held the paper group. Whether it was a manipulation or a paper group, the same ability was used. This is the so-called spiritual power. Fuxi punched a stone column, and the principal flew up to the rooftop. He used the same thing before, and it must be the same principle. For a hurricane that already has experience, it is not difficult to use mental power, that is, it is not known whether Ling Xiao, who is a deed, can quickly master it.

"Time is up!" Ling Xiao is simply squatting, and then keeps on throwing the business to let the paper fly. The hurricane silently observed at the side, forty minutes was about to pass, the paper group was still motionless, and when the hurricane thought that he was using his mental power for the first time, he could not do it, and Ling Xiao suddenly exclaimed.

"Look!"

After a hurricane, the paper group had slightly left his hand and floated halfway in the air under the efforts of Ling Xiao. Although there is only a small distance, it is amazing to have such a result for a first-time attempt.

If Ling Xiao has the same progress in history, it will save a lot of trouble.

The hurricane did not praise him, but ruthlessly told him that time had come, and picked up a history book.

"Now you have seen what you have just seen. It is said that there are two ancestors in Tianshang. What is their name?"

"Ah, I know, there is a person who looks like a star building, he is..."

The hurricane turned over the next page with no expression. "The name of the last emperor in the history of the night?"

"Uh……"

"What is the New Year's first year?"

"This is..."

The hurricane slammed the book with a deduction. "It was a monarchy a year ago, and a republic after the first year. How can you not know such a simple question?"

Simply stupid!

Ling Xiao is not happy. "If you don't know, you don't have to worry that I am stupid."

"Isn't it a fool? This basic problem, even the first grade, can be answered."

The room was silent for a few seconds.

"Wait," the hurricane suddenly realized what was going on. "I didn't say you were stupid."

Ling Xiao also reacted. "But I obviously seem to hear..."

The hurricane searched in memory and immediately grabbed a book from the shelf and flipped it to one of the pages. Ling Xiao also went to see:

- Mind communication: When the relationship between the owner and the deed and the mental strength of both parties reach a certain value, spiritual communication can be generated. Mind communication has a distance limit, usually proportional to mental strength, and the use of this ability also consumes mental energy.

The focus of Ling Xiao’s attention is always on the deviation. “What is the relationship that reaches a certain value? Who has reached a certain value with your relationship?”

The hurricane closed his eyes and slowly concentrated. The feeling just got up.

- Ling Xiao!

Ling Xiao jumped up, "I heard it!"

It’s like calling in his mind.

--is that clear?

"very clear!"

- then...

"So what? Nothing is behind!"

The hurricane opened his eyes again. "I don't know, it should be that mental energy has been exhausted."

"Just like that?" Ling Xiao thought that he could talk for at least five minutes.

"I just got it, how much do you think you can have?"

Ling Xiao’s whim, “I don’t have to read a book in this way. When you take the test, tell me the answer is not good?”

Hurricane’s eyes are pumping. “You cheated, do you know?”

"Of course not! Have you forgotten the enrollment brochure of the Joint Operations Department? This department is primarily concerned with the ability of the co-owner and the deed, as well as the tacit understanding of the relationship between the two sides. Can the communication of the heart be the best proof?"

The hurricane replied expressionlessly. "Who did the feelings of the people who just said did not reach a certain value?"

Ling Xiaodi smacked his mouth and did not express his opinion before. What is the practice of accounting after the fall?

On the other hand, the hurricane is immersed in meditation. Although the analysis of Ling Xiao is whimsical, it is not unreasonable. As the only professional in Yutian that requires both sides to take the exam, it is impossible to adopt only the traditional examination method.

The hurricane did not believe that the military academy did not know the existence of spiritual communication, and might even use some method that they did not know to monitor, but this was not written into the test instructions, which is really suspicious.

However, what surprised him even more was that he thought that when he visited the Internet, he did not consider the joint operations department. I did not expect him to remember the enrollment briefs in such detail. Could it be that he had been interested in this profession in the morning?

"Like this," after the hurricane thought about it, he made up his mind. "I can help you, but you have to work hard. One hundred percent of the volume, as long as you make a question of thirty, I can Tell you another thirty, help you pass."

Ling Xiao excited, "If I do 50, you can help me get a hundred percent?"

"Yes," the hurricane promised him. "It means that."

Ling Xiao suddenly filled his mind. "No problem, I will take history seriously, but you must also practice your mental strength. Don't go to the examination room and say a few words."

"The exchange was successful."

Ling Xiao extended his fist to him. The hurricane took two seconds to understand the meaning of his movement. He also extended his own. Ling Xiao slammed hard and the two fists collided in the air. 2k novel reading network