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Chapter 32 Connectors
A gap appeared randomly, not far from Liu Haoran.

Liu Haoran's resentment was overwhelming, his mental body with a mental threshold as high as 45 points was like a tide, rolling endlessly, rushing away!

Then, move forward at turtle speed.

'wrong!Why is he three times as big? Could it be that he devoured the mental fragments of my hard-working partner? ! '

Liu Haoran suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and his bones were as cold as falling into an ice cave.

Sikong naturally saw the extraordinarily huge spiritual body, and crawled towards him with a murderous look.

Sikong is not a kind person, he has long been in the bottom of his heart, treating him as the pigs and cows he raises, a healthy nourishment.

Now that enmity has arisen, it will be considered over only if one party cannot move a knife, cut teeth, or open eyes!

'It's just that this spiritual body is strong and intact, so I'm afraid it's not so easy to talk about...'

Sikong glanced over it coldly, then disappeared into the one-dimensional cone boundary.

Open your eyes and get up.

When I went downstairs, it was dusk.

Outside the ninth cluster of stars, two satellites serve as beacons in the night sky. At this time, they reveal a sharp tip, with green light in the middle, and more like fire and sunset glow, like fish scales, coming in layers.

The sky and the earth are slightly dark, only the middle is white, but it gives rise to the beauty of the lotus floating in the bright sea of ​​stars that spans time and time.

When the cold wind hit, Sikong suddenly had the illusion that it was the next day, as if he was watching chess badly, and looking back, it has been a hundred years.

"In a flash, it's been six years..."

Sikong seemed to be talking in his sleep, muttering to himself.

"Hey, big brother, go downstairs..."

Suddenly, a loud voice interrupted Sikong's memories, reality came one after another, as if from black and white to color.

Sikong smiled suddenly, clean and simple, like a child seeing the sky for the first time, seeing a bird for the first time, seeing a kitten for the first time.

"That's right, after staying upstairs for a day, I should come down for a walk..."

Chatterbox was stunned in place, looking at Sikong, although Sikong's face was still sallow, and his dark circles were obvious, but he felt that Sikong at this time had some heavy precipitation, which made people feel close to him, but made people afraid to approach him.

Unfamiliar, yet familiar.

Sikong walked past Huatiao who was still in a daze, and walked to the courtyard, leaning against the parasol tree, resting his hands on his pillow, breathing the slightly chilly air of early autumn.

The mental domain value has recovered to 6 points, although it is only half of Sikong's peak, it has reached the level of an ordinary one-dimensional micro-string peak practitioner.

At this time, Sikong's control over his body was almost perfect, and he could even vaguely feel the breathing of every inch of skin and the flow of blood in every place.

Of course, Sikong knew that this was just an illusion, and this kind of realm was still far away from him.

The spiritual domain value is 12 points, which is indeed very high for a one-dimensional or even two-dimensional maintenance practitioner, far beyond Sikong's realm.

However, it was like allocating a legendary swordsman, a rusty and inferior sword.

Before the swordsman reaches the point where everything can be a sword, this rusty sword is far from being able to exert the strength of the swordsman, but will drag him down and prevent him from concentrating. He must separate part of his mind to prevent the rusty sword from breaking.

The original Sikong also fell into such an embarrassing situation.

The genetic chain is hard to return, and it is still in the process of repairing. Sikong's physical fitness is only at the beginning of the one-dimensional microstring, but the mental domain value is far beyond the one-dimensional, and even reached the two-dimensional stage.

During the battle, Sikong often felt a sense of emptiness, and even didn't know the limits of his body. He fought insanely and bloodily, but didn't know how to advance or retreat, leaving behind many hidden injuries.

And now, just right.

Although the awareness of martial arts has been greatly reduced, the awareness of fighting has increased a lot out of thin air.

Between gains and losses, right and wrong are unpredictable.

For dinner, I boiled a large pot of 'Jin Delicacy Rice', and fried a large pot of shallow but full-bodied dishes with this porcupine pork.

Dao Scar and the others enjoyed Sikong's blessing, and they ate a rare feast. They drank heavily and ate meat. There was a full twenty catties of porcupine pork, and the six of them actually ate more than half of it.

After dinner, Scar put down his chopsticks, stood up, and looked at everyone.

"Above, someone is coming."

As soon as this remark came out, the whole room was silent, and the sound of chewing and cleaning up the dishes suddenly disappeared.

"They found us?" A trace of worry appeared on Shuo Tou's face.

Unexpectedly, Scar shook his head: "No, I took the initiative to contact the above."

"Why, boss?!"

Shuotou was obviously puzzled and very surprised.

The chip on Mu Xin's eyebrows flickered, and he explained at this time: "After all this time, the situation should not continue to ferment. We really should check the words of the people above, whether to leave or stay, and it is not appropriate to delay."

Scar nodded: "That's right. Don't worry, everyone, I didn't expose this place, and I used the 'full-channel launch' mode. I contacted the higher authorities and made an appointment to meet at the fourth gathering star."

Full-channel transmission is to send out messages with a wider frequency band, just like a person who receives messages from all the people in the crowd, and cannot find the real coordinates of the messages.

"Okay then, I'll go with you!"

Shutou suddenly stood up, his shuttle-shaped head seemed to be piercing the ceiling.

"I..." Hua Tuo was about to speak, but Dao Scar said decisively: "You all can't go!"

"The more people there are, the more obvious the target is. I'm going to connect, not fight."

Unexpectedly, Sikong stood up at this time: "Then you say so, I can go."

"First: No one knows that I am a member of the Poison Wolf Star Bandit. If you know me secretly, I can be your support."

"Second, after all, I am also a member of the Poisonous Wolf Star Bandit, so I should meet the members of the organization."

"third……"

Sikong stood up slowly, his thin shoulders were stable and even, bearing the wind and rain: "I want to go and have a look."

Scar frowned, looked at Sikong, and after pondering, he replied: "Okay, I'll go ahead for 10 minutes before you go out. The meeting time: [-]:[-] in the morning, and the location is: Fourth Gathering Star, Xiling City, Roulin Red Light District' Zui Sheng Meng Shi Bar '."

After carefully remembering the location, Sikong walked under the plane tree step by step without saying a word, adjusted his breathing, closed his eyes and meditated.

The sky was already dark, this small courtyard was originally located in a remote place with few people, and it was very cold at this time, only the sound of whistling wind let the cold air envelop.

Occasionally a black cat passed by, its green eyes like will-o'-the-wisps.

Suddenly, a black shadow fell from the wall and swept into the distance.

In 10 minutes, Sikong suddenly opened his eyes, but did not leave immediately.

Squatting down, digging away the carbonized layer on the surface of the ground, Sikong stained his fingers with the soil under the sycamore tree, and after drying, turned up on the tree to startle the sleeping chicks.

Turning a blind eye to the 'Frightening Bird' that was staring at it, its feathers bursting, Sikong carefully collected the saliva secreted by the chick's beak every day, and painted it on the palms, armpits, umbilical fossa and other places with the heaviest body odor.

Then, using the sycamore leaves as a dish, he treasured a small handful of saliva, and then pulled out one of the softest feathers of the frightening bird with lightning speed, causing the frightening bird to really fly into the air.

Hiding the star card in the leaves, Sikong tapped the treetop with his toes, like a drop of ink, melting into the boundless darkness.

"Baby, this place is not bad, it's all in the suburbs, no one comes..."

"Death, don't be so hasty..."

"No, I can't wait!"

As a result, there was a burst of blushing, heart-pounding panting, and the faint sound of impact.

"Ah... what is it!"

Suddenly, a man's startled sound came out, and after that, the headlights of an air speeding car brightened, piercing the darkness, and roaring into the distance.

"My car! My car! Come back to me..."

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