C Language Cultivation

Lin Xun said it was unclear how he felt, but he knew that some things had exceeded all presets.

At this moment, he just thought that the man did not smoke.

At least not in front of myself.

The light flickered in the darkness, like a rose on a black canvas, and when it came close, the faint light illuminated the face.

Lin Xun looked at the man with his head down, watching him slowly put the slender tobacco pipe into the mouth, and put it down with a shallow bite, like tasting a sip of wine. The cigarette burned spontaneously, and he stood like that, a lonely silhouette, as if he had lost something, but the long hair hanging down his shoulder neutralized the temperament that was too straight. The outline of the whole picture is like a black and white movie in the 1960s, with a lazy, melancholic and crazy background sound. This underground space seems to be a dimension that is separated from the real world.

Lin Xun's breath snapped. It seemed to be aware of something, and the man turned his head and looked towards this side.

When it was too late, Lin Xun shattered the spell in his hand! The next moment, he saw the edge of his body blurred, and according to the description of his predecessors, it should have obtained the effect of "escape."

The man's eyes swept across the area where he was hiding, and there was no fluctuation, it seemed to be undetected. This move undoubtedly made Lin Xun more aware of his facial features.

If a person looks like Dongjun, looks like Dongjun, looks like Dongjun, then he is Dongjun-no matter what incredible environment he stands in, what kind of incredible behavior he is doing.

Seemingly gaining nothing, he saw Dongjun take back his gaze and look directly at the crack of the demon front.

The crack was originally slowly expanding, like a dark eye that was slowly opening, under the light of Dongjun’s eyes, the dense fog rose into the sky, surrounding the Dongjun, the sharp hissing sound turned low, like An indescribable monster was staring at him, and Dongjun's expression was not changed. He slowly raised his head, leaning against the wall, and pressing his right belly to extinguish the cigarette butt. Thousands of pyrotechnic meteors fell, quickly dimmed, a very soft sound, the entire cigarette fell to the ground. Then there was the sound of cloth rubbing, and he held his arms to the front, a gesture high above, opening.

"He played today."

The five words are very short, and the tone is unfamiliar to Lin Xun. It is cold like ice, but it is not a command that is completely high and has no emotion. Lin Xun cannot understand the meaning.

Yes, he played today.

The first time he saw the crack, he was still thinking, after it was over, it was another fierce battle, and the game was gone.

I saw the trend of crack expansion suddenly stopped.

There was only silence in the air, for a second or two, even the sound of my heartbeat seemed to stop.

The crack still doesn't move. If it has life or consciousness, perhaps it's a deadlock with Dongjun, Lin Xun doesn't know.

There was a very cold chuck in the dark corner. Then, footsteps sounded and Dongjun stepped out. He walked towards the crack and pressed his finger against the gray wall at the end of the crack. His fingers were slender, cool white, and his fingers covered the end of the crack, then he walked down the wall to the end of the room.

Lin Xun's eyes widened.

He saw Dongjun's finger touching the wall, the crack seemed to be squeezed by a huge force, and slowly closed, when Dongjun walked from one end of the room to the other, the huge crack was like a zipper, on the wall Disappeared on the road.

The black gas still exists, they wandered in the room, and Dong Jun glanced sideways at the next moment, they were like smoke rising into the sky, and scattered around. Dong Jun was still expressionless. At this time, he just walked to the other side of the underground space. The underground space in all directions was exits everywhere. Lin Xun watched his black back turn and disappeared in the staggered gray-black steel line building. .

Lin Xun counted the time. Three minutes later, he felt that the person who had left had gone away, turned on the flashlight, and came to the corner—on the concrete floor was lying half a slender cigarette, black, with silver The printing still seems to smell some remaining breath, like the withered rose petals. He seems to have smelled it somewhere, and he can't remember it.

Lin Xun picked it up and held it in his hand. It was real, not a dream or an illusion. He leaned against the wall. Suddenly he seemed to have been exhausted of strength and slid down the wall. Finally he curled up against the cold wall and curled his knees. For a long time, he patted his cheek with cold fingers.

No, this is not the time for crankiness. He felt that he didn't know enough, and many clues contradicted himself. He was holding a cigarette, looking at the direction where Dongjun left, and suddenly thought, would he press his cigarette **** with his finger, would it hurt?

It wasn't until ten minutes later that he packed himself up, left this place, and went up the stairs of the emergency passage.

A murmur of footsteps is coming from above. I saw that in the emergency channel, several seniors were rushing down. They were still too late like computer anti-virus software, and they just collided with Lin Xun.

Xiaoyaozi was watching Zhou Tianxing's big battle, and said strangely: "Just before the devil's anger raged, why was it suddenly gone?"

Real wind Yufeng also said: "Lin Count, don't you mean you have seen the crack? What happened? How did you get up?"

All of a sudden, everyone looked at Lin Xun.

The predecessors occupied the commanding heights of the stairs, but Lin Xun stood below, occupying a disadvantage from the position, so lying and also slightly guilty: "I saw the crack just opened, and I... suffered a... resistance."

"Yes, something blocked the crack, and then the crack was pushed back again." Lin Xun said.

Xiaoyaozi's eyes were cautious: "What is the situation and the resistance? Have you explored it with spiritual power?"

There are so many mistakes, Lin Xun knows this well, he said: "The juniors have low spiritual strength, and they see nothing."

Xiaoyaozi caressed his beard, as if thinking deeply. Old Man Huo shot him fiercely, Lin Xun lowered his head, rubbed and walked upstairs and stood behind Master.

Just listen to Xiaoyaozi said: "It may be that the human enchantment has defeated the cracks of the demon world. I said that the human enchantment has recently been strengthened, and the traces of monsters have gradually decreased. Anyway, I will explore it carefully. Take the young disciples back."

Old Huo led several young disciples back home, and Lin Xun was among them. As soon as he left Xiaoyaozi, Lin Xun asked Old Huo to ask, "What the **** did you see? Why did you hide your realm?"

"I don't want to be troubled." Lin Xun lowered his eyebrows and smoothed his eyes: "I didn't see anything else."

Old Huo snorted.

Lin Xun: "Master."

Old Huo: "Huh?"

Lin Xun asked: "There are emperors in the world, then... Does the Devil Realm also have anything like a demon emperor, a devil emperor?"

Old Huo said: "Perhaps, there is no record."

Lin Xun continued to ask, "If it does exist?"

Old Huo raised his eyelids: "Did you see?"

Lin Xun did not answer.

He listened to Mr. Huo continued: "If there is, then it is natural to capture the thief to capture the king first."

The young disciples echoed: "True King Aoyama is right."

Lin Xun: "But they have a devil, but we don't have an emperor."

Seeing that Old Huo paused, Huo Ran turned his head to look at him, his eyes like a torch, and looked at him several times from head to toe: "You really can't pull out the sword of the red dragon bird?"

Lin Xun: "Really."

He pulled the sword of Chixiao Dragon Bird, and he had to pull it three or four times. No one was a fraud, and there was no element of performance.

"But every time a large number of monsters appear, there are traces of you. The cracks in the demon world often haven't responded to the large array of stars in Zhou Tianxing. You will be in distress for help. Even the first monster appeared in the world, it was also around you , What the **** is that?" Old Huo frowned tightly, and his tone became more and more serious: "Could you be..."

Lin Xun's heart was raised, and he said, "Don't do this, Master. It's okay to suspect that I'm an emperor. It really doesn't make sense to suspect that I'm a devil."

——Just listen to Huo Hu's voice rising suddenly: “Can it be that you are the broom star that happened every thousand years?”

Several disciples around sneered.

Lin Xun: "..."

Forget it, he recognized it.

"Take your little broom star as an apprentice, wouldn't I have done an unlucky thing and become an old broom star?" Old Man Huo sighed as if he had seen the road.

Lin Xun helped Master upstairs while saying, "Master."

Old Huo: "Huh?"

Lin Xun: "What is the world's enchantment? Who can strengthen the world's enchantment? Emperor?"

Old man Huo said: "The boundary between human beings is the qi of the world. I can't control it. Except for the natural growth and decline, only the emperor can control it."

Lin Xun: "Master."

Old Huo was very impatient: "Ask East and West, what do you have in mind?"

Lin Xun did not know what he really wanted to ask. He was organizing the wording, and the ringtone of the mobile phone rang like a urge, Wang Jingan.

He took it.

"Where did you go?" Wang Jingan shouted over there.

Lin Xun: "Isn't there twenty minutes left?"

"The group of minds in front of us collapsed! We ran away with our own artificial mental retardation!" Wang Jingdao said: "If you don't come again, you can only put the architecture on top!"

Lin Xun made three steps and ran to the elevator in two steps: "How did it collapse? Bug? You helped them adjust it."

"What are you talking about?" Wang safety roared: "I'm in the auditorium now. I'll tell you that the team profiles I watched before are **** like pigs and tigers. This year is a fairy fight. What black technology is there . I warn you, if you finish this time, I..."

With a click, the elevator arrived, Lin Xun quickly went in, pressed the button, and the elevator doors closed slowly. The silver-white elevator room has been playing a black box of modern technology for ten years, conscientiously isolating the signal, and after a distorted noise, Wang safety silenced. Lin Xun simply hung up the phone and called ppt to start the last round of review. In fact, he was already following his back. Thirty seconds later, the signal finally got better and changed back to 5G. There is a message from Dongjun on WeChat, which is a normal message.

When you are about to go to the game, your boyfriend sends a "Come on ^^", there is nothing more normal in the world than this.

——If he hadn’t closed a Devil’s crack lightly before, like zipping his clothes before.

Lin Xun wanted to go back, but he didn't return at the end and cut back to the PPT without expression. After all, in addition to men, there are Luoshen.

He is now an emotional PPT reading machine.