Vol 6 Chapter 117: Old man crisis

Rice took a moment around for a moment, He Ming Shen Sheng! "Hundred brothers, the traces of the towel chair and the two children are not left behind?"
He had promised before leaving, let Bao pig wait here. With the wisdom of Bao pig, even if there is any accident to leave, it will certainly not sound, and will certainly leave some traces of people to pursue.
"There are a hundred and eight slow roads: "I have found the footprints of Bao pig, but unfortunately, the footprints disappeared halfway.

He Yiming's eyebrows are slightly wrinkled. Road: "What is wrong?
"In the front, there were two mad people who smashed and bite. They destroyed everything and all of them were a little more annoying.
He Yiming sighed. There was a sense of helplessness in his heart. In the game of Ghost Cry, if you encounter such a thing, it is really unreasonable.
He smiled and said: "Hundred brothers, have you not placed a tracker on the pig?"
"No."
"Why not put it?"
"My task is to protect you, not to protect the pigs." One hundred and eight of course said.
He Yiming was completely speechless. He stood up and walked back and forth a few steps. He said casually: "When you find a treasure pig, you hang a tracker on his body."
"Good." One hundred and eight non-excellent said.
He Yiming looked around and couldn't help but feel a little stunned. Outside of his imagination, he wanted to find a pig here, which is basically equivalent to a needle in a haystack. It is an impossible task.
But when I thought of leaving Bao pig alone here, He Yiming’s heart was three pieces of irritability.
Although the time spent with Bao pig is only a few years old, the relationship between them is absolutely extraordinary. I left Tianchi Mountain from Bao pig alone. With this sentiment of drifting across the sea, He Yiming would never be able to leave it.
"Hey,"
At the time when He Yiming was upset, there was a screaming scream in the distance. And rushed toward him with a very fast degree.
He Yiming’s brow is slightly wrinkled, and now he is quite a bit of a mad person.
As soon as I heard this voice, I immediately knew that this was a master who had just couldn’t stand the smoldering gas and became mad.
After Hao Xue and others left, the artificially created mad person could not have appeared, so this person should be his own strength, lack of willpower, or repair is not enough, so that he finally gave birth to a tragedy.
There is great pain in the screams of sorrow, which is the final duel between the mind and the sorrow. Under normal circumstances. This requires a process. As for the length of time, it depends on whether the will of the person is firm. But for all this, although He Yiming is a pity, he can't do anything about it.
However, as the screaming sound gradually approached, He Yiming’s heart was inevitably annoyed.
He has made up his mind to wait for the return of the pigs here, and naturally will not allow these mad people to be destroyed here.
With a slight movement, He Yiming has left the place and greeted the crazy cry.
His body is lightning fast. Between several ups and downs, he has seen the madman. His hands touch his head and his face is very beautiful. Everything is in line with the characteristics of a mad person, just looking at his appearance, there seems to be a final sense of the gods.
However, after seeing He Yiming, this person had an angry roar, and then put down his hands holding his head. Clenched his fist and hit it like a boulder.
His fists are direct and powerful, and this is the common point of all mad people. And because of the madness, but also has the effect of stimulating the potential, so the infuriating power of this person's fist should be far more than his usual real strength.
He Yiming smiled coldly. With a wave of his palm, he made a small circle in the air, and a soft and soft sway.
The combination of wind and water forces formed a small, swirling whirlpool.
Once this vortex is formed. Suddenly, I was rushing forward, and the man’s punching power was huge. But as soon as I encountered this vortex, all the power turned and went, and there was no more impact on He Yiming.
There was a smile on the corner of his mouth. In the feeling of martial arts, the sacred king of the sacred king, the sacred king will kill the gods, the gods, the throne, the devil, the arrogant world, the nine heavens, the strongest abandonment, the big, the princes, the night, the gods, the gods, the throne, the devil, the arrogant world, the most powerful, the abandonment of the big Zhou dynasty Will kill the of the gods, the throne of the gods, seek the devil, the world, the nine heavens, the strongest abandonment, the big Zhou, the royal family, the gods, the night god, the gods, the throne, the magic, the world, the nine heavens, the strongest abandonment, the big Zhou royals, the vortex power in the Feng Shui Bao fan, He Yiming has had a new understanding of the cooperation of these two forces.
If he encounters a normal master of the same mind, He Yiming naturally cannot use the feng shui power of the unconsolidated water flower to fight against it, but in front of him is a mad person. This loss of the mind. I only know that people who are shocked by brute force are the best test.
hand.
He Yiming waved his hands. A circle of big and small is constantly emerging in front of him.
The punishment of each circle is a whirlpool, although the power of this vortex cannot be compared with the use of the big knife and Feng Shui. But it is more than enough to deal with the situation at hand.
After the beginning, He Yiming only used vortex to defend, using the external rotation of the vortex to make the other side's true citrus. The other side is with the continuous skill of this dry method, and the use of He Yi thief is also more Clear and chest.
Slowly, his circle began to spread outwards, and in the end it was like a huge rope, rope, and circled around each other's body.
This is not the power of three-point imprisonment, but if it is purely in terms of power, it is still there.
At this point, He Yiming has a deep understanding of the application of the power of Feng Shui integration. Moreover, with the use of this technique, the more he feels that it is profound and unpredictable, it contains more powerful power. Only with the current strength of He Yiming, it is impossible to completely eject this power.
After the hands were waved to the extreme, the man’s movements were getting slower and slower. He is like a mosquito snake trapped in a network of spiders. The more struggling, the more the sister network tightens. Until he couldn’t breathe.
He Yiming’s heart is full of joy. In the big laughter, this person is thrown out far like a sly thing.
A sound like a heavy object sounded and splashed the dust of the sky. The man jumped up from the ground and there was no damage.
He Yiming’s brow was slightly wrinkled. He did not use much force just now, but under the shackles, the other party turned out to be harmless, but he still went beyond his expectations.
It can be seen that once it becomes a mad person, not only will its own strength and degree increase greatly, but even the body's ability to withstand will be greatly improved.
But it is precisely because of this. These mad people can compete with normal human masters in the Ghost Ridge without using combat techniques.
Of course, compared to the mad people who use coagulation to achieve blood, these mad people who are under pressure from the law are much worse in their growth.
The man made a louder scream, and a sparkling drowning water left his mouth.
He Yiming sighed. Knowing that he is last can't avoid being completely mad.
Suddenly, He Yiming seems to be somewhat familiar with this person.
It’s just that this person’s face is already a little swollen, plus the expression of that sly. Even people who are close to each other will never recognize it.
The man swooped up again. The fierce sound of the bursting sound suddenly sounded.
He Yiming's brows were slightly wrinkled, his palms held high above his head, and then he remembered the opening of the 36th style.
There was a loud bang, and the man slammed into a huge copper wall and flew toward the rear, hitting the ground again.
This time He Yiming is still holding hands, because in his heart, he is doubting whether this person is old with himself. However, it is a pity that the person's appearance has changed so much that he can't be seated with anyone in his mind.
After being defeated this time, the man once again turned up and screamed a thunderous scream. Subsequently. This person turned and walked away, fleeing faster than when he came.
go with.
He Yiming gave a slight glimpse. The madman he had encountered before, because he had no wisdom and thoughts, only knew the killing, so the former was the kind of stalker, did not kill the creatures before, or listened In addition to the same screams nearby, it is definitely a battle.
However, after many people lost, he chose to avoid himself and flee.
After a sigh of relief, He Yiming suddenly became clear that this person may still have the last trace of his mind not lost, so his movements are no different from ordinary mad people. But when he noticed that he was far from his own enemy, the only remaining sense of wisdom allowed him to choose to escape.
He sighed, but unfortunately he could not avoid the fate of this mold.
In his heart, He Yiming asked: "Hundred brothers, do you think this person is familiar?
"Of course." One hundred and eight of course said: "You have known more than a year. You have seen a lot of times, and you will naturally feel familiar."
He Yiming was surprised to open his mouth. He just said that it was just a mouthful~EbookFREE.me~ but it seems that he has already recognized the identity of the person.
"Hundred brothers, who is this person? He Heming asked in a deep voice, his heart is quite embarrassing, not really familiar people.
One hundred and eight quiet roads: "Zhang Zhongjuan of the Lingbei Hall."
He Yiming’s face changed slightly. After the reminder of the hundred and eight, he immediately confirmed the identity of the other party.
Although the friendship between Zhang Zhongju and him is far from the golden battle, it is an old friend who knows from Tianchi Mountain, and he has given him great care. If he does not know his identity, He Yiming is naturally a self-satisfied person, but since he knows, he can't easily let go.
The toes are lightly pressed, and He Yiming has jumped like a spring. And in the direction of the disappearance of Zhang Zhongjuan, like the meteor catching the moon, chasing the past.
In the last few hours of the team, the monthly ticket was not voted, but it was really useless.
By the way, ask for the monthly guarantee ticket for the moon, and for the Children's Day, give a gift to the little white crane.