I Really Want To Go Against The Sky

In the interrogation room.

Yang Fan was idle and began to study the attribute improvement he had obtained after killing the Teddy.

Unlike the one that was killed in the simulation test in Xichu City, this time after killing Teddy, the system only gave two points of scale to increase the intensity of the blood, and the spirit will not be there at all. Prompt that the spiritual will has improved, and there is no specific promotion value.

Very common killing monster upgrade routines, killing the higher level of the monster, the higher the experience gained, the more powerful the attributes.

This system is really a game.

However, this blood intensity, in addition to killing the monsters, can also be like the warriors of the West Chu City, can be obtained through special martial arts practice?

Yang Fan felt it for a moment. It was only two points of improvement in blood strength. His strength was nearly doubled than usual. He was full of blood and blood, and he was full of inexhaustible power everywhere.

Yang Fan is very familiar with this feeling, or the firewood Yang Fan of the Gaosan 29th class of the South China Military Academy. He is very familiar with this feeling.

This is the state of ordinary human beings through their own polishing, the first time they stimulated the body's blood.

Qi and blood are activated, even if the intensity of blood is only a little, it also indicates that you have entered the level of martial arts, successfully pushed the first barrier to become a warrior, and can independently use the spiritual power of the world to cultivate. .

In memory, the firewood Yang Fan succeeded in attracting spiritual strength when he was six years old, which in turn stimulated the blood strength of the body to become a glorious first-class martial artist.

At that time, although he was still only a child, the grip strength of one hand had reached 108 pounds, and he could jump more than two meters high at a glance. His physical fitness has far exceeded that of most ordinary adult males.

Don't look at the level of the martial arts. In the eyes of many warriors, it is the existence of rubbish, but in those ordinary people who do not have a little bit of cultivation talent and can't provoke their own temperament for life, the martial art level is already a superhuman existence.

Therefore, there is another kind of martial art at the level of the martial arts.

Once it broke, it was reborn.

Yang Fan shook his fist and felt the extraordinary power contained in it.

Qi and blood activate, spiritual strength into the body, he is now considered to be a martial-level warrior, although not strong, encountering the first-level monsters only have to give food, but in a place in Rongcheng, it should already It is a very powerful existence.

"Since I have already faded, I have already opened up a blood-stained barrier. I don't know if the world's swearing exercises can be used directly to cultivate?"

When I thought of it, Yang Fan’s head had all the martial arts memories of the wastewood Yang Fan. After a moment of thinking, a practice called “Basic Breathing” appeared in his mind.

Not only that, the breathing rhythm of the exercises, the walking routes of the meridians in the body when the spiritual power is motivated, are all familiar.

It’s like an old driver who has been banned for many years and goes back to the driver’s license exam. It’s easy to get off even if you close your eyes.

"so easy!"

Yang Fan easily mobilized the blood in his body, and it took only five minutes to complete a small cycle.

"You have learned the basic martial arts exercises - "Basic Breathing", the meridian flexibility has improved, the intensity of blood has improved, and the basic martial arts +1."

The system prompts follow.

Yang Fan couldn't help but frown. "A small cycle of circulation, even a little bit of blood strength has not increased, is this my body is also a waste wood?"

"No, no, it has something to do with the concentration of spiritual power that is not too strong around." Yang Fan comforted himself in his heart: "Compared with the feeling of cultivation in Xichu City, the concentration of spiritual power in Rongcheng is not even as good as that of Xichu. One tenth of the city."

The same small cycle of the week, cultivation in a place where the spiritual concentration is one, and cultivation in a place with a spiritual concentration of ten, the effect will naturally be completely different.

Yang Fan naturally took the firewood Yang Fan to the spiritual pool for a day, but only increased the experience of three points of blood intensity to forget one side, because for the wastewood with basically zero martial arts talent, the spiritual concentration It is high or low, but in fact it is not much different.

And Yang Fan, obviously does not want to believe that he himself is like Yang Fan of the twenty-ninth class. It is a martial art firewood with extremely low martial arts talent.

Half an hour later, the enthusiastic landlord Zhu Caiwei wore a pair of half-faced sunglasses, wearing a casual black and white dress, stepping on a pair of silver-white high-heeled sandals, holding a more cute and more versatile than Teddy. The poodle, leisurely stepped into the work hall of the Qilihe police station.

A minute later, Yang Xixi, who got the news, came out from the back office and invited Zhu Caiwei and her poodle to the office area.

Zhu Caiwei sat down on the side, Yang Xixi turned and poured a cup of boiling water for her, while the eyes did not consciously glanced at the poodle at the foot of Zhu Caiwei.

"Miss Zhu, I have already told you on the phone about the specific situation. Please come over this time, too..."

When Zhu Caiwei raised his hand, he interrupted Yang Xixi’s words: "Don’t say it again, I understand. Yang Fan, where is he now?"

Yang Xixi said: "He is temporarily detained in the interrogation room, but you can rest assured that we have not conducted any criminal trials against him. We simply asked some of his basic information and asked Miss Zhu to understand. ”

"Don't be nervous, I am not the kind of unreasonable person."

Seeing that this female police officer seems to be nervous in front of her, Zhu Caiwei whispered: "I just want to meet him. After all, he just came out of the hospital this morning. He listened to the nurse who was responsible for taking care of him. Not completely dispersed."

Yang Xixi knows in seconds, this is to find a step for Yang Fan's outrageous behavior.

In this way, Yang Fan can be properly avoided from suffering from depression, and Yang Fan is thus prevented from being more stimulated.

This Miss Zhu is not only beautiful, enthusiastic, but also considers things very thoughtful.

Yang Xixi, who has the same mind, said with great cooperation: "Miss Zhu said quite well. Mr. Yang Fan has a very pungent drink until now. Obviously, he should have no drink last night, it should be no Completely hangover."

"Miss Zhu, please come with me, I will take you to see Mr. Yang Fan."

Yang Xixi politely made a gesture to Zhu Caiwei. Zhu Caiwei stood up and lifted the sunglasses on his face a little, revealing a delicate baby face, and cast a charming smile on Yang Xixi: Thank you, Officer Yang! You are really understanding!"

Yang Xixi breathed a stagnation, his face was reddish and excited: "Miss Zhu is polite, this is what I should do."

Yang Xixi couldn't help but feel the excitement in her heart: "Miss Zhu, I am honored to see you today! At the beginning, I thought it was just a name, I didn't expect it to be you! I still My family is very fond of you!"

"Hey!" Zhu Caiwei put a finger on his lips. "Don't preach, I don't want others to know that I am here."

Yang Xixi nodded hard.

After a while.

"Dangdang", the iron door of the interrogation room was opened, Yang Fan heard the sound, woke up from the cultivation of the basics, and looked up at the door.

"Small moon month? How come you?!"

Yang Fan’s name came out, and Zhu Caiwei’s face was stiff. Damn, how did Yang Fan know her nickname? Since graduating from kindergarten, no one has dared to call her.

As soon as the voice fell, Yang Fan himself was also a glimpse.

Little month? Who is the little moon?

Why did I just call this woman a little month, I don’t know her at all? Where did the inexplicable familiarity come from?

Yang Xixi, who came in later, was a gossip.

Little month? This is a nickname, so close, is there a story that has to be said between the two?

It’s a pity~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The goddess in my mind actually inserted a bunch of cow dung, so I was so worried.

Zhu Caiwei raised his hand and took off the sunglasses on his face. He looked at Yang Fan with a bad look: "This gentleman has mistaken the person. You see it clearly. I am Zhu Caiwei, not a little moon!"

As soon as the eyes went, Zhu Caiwei’s delicate face was completely revealed, and the familiarity in Yang Fan’s mind became more and more intense.

brush!

A piece of youth Zhu Yangnan’s memory of his sister’s birthday was suddenly leaped out of Yang Fan’s mind. The sister in memory was the beautiful face of Zhu Caiwei.

"Miss Zhu, do you know someone named Zhu Huanan?"

Yang Fan’s voice was a little trembling, and the sound of the inquiry asked Zhu Caiwei such a sentence.

Zhu Caiwei suddenly became stunned, and the gentle and supple camouflage on his face was instantly removed. He gnashed his teeth and said: "Of course I know, that is my dearest brother!"

"Say, is it that he told you my nickname?! What is your relationship with him?!"

Boom!

When Yang Fan was struck by lightning, the whole person was stiff there.

it is true!

The memory that suddenly popped up turned out to be true!

There is really Zhu Huanan in this world!

Yang Fan’s back spine is a bit cold and his thoughts are chaotic.

If all this is true, then is it not that the world in which the South China Master is located is actually the Earth! And the end of the world where the beast of Xichu City is rampant is actually a microcosm of the future earth?

How is this possible?

Doesn't there be any memory about the earth about China in the memory of the waste firewood Yang Fan? If Xichu City is a city in China, how can Yang Fan, who is already in the third grade, probably don’t know it at all?