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Chapter 113

    As night fell, Tang an rose from the hotel and quickly disappeared into the air like a golden lightning.


    Ghost killing team headquarters, the house is in a mountain far from the residence!


    Tang an took a little time to fall from the sky.


    When he came to a rather secret place, Tang an looked at the huge rock five meters high in front of him, with two iron boxes under it.


    Directly kick away and roll down. Tang an pulls out the box containing your beans and opens it.


    You beans didn''t escape. After all, he made you beans very weak before the war with the ghost dance. Now the body can recover and still use sleep to make up for the consumed energy.


    Looking at the sleeping beans in the iron box, Tang an breathed a sigh of relief.


    He was afraid that your beans might die or run away.


    Open another box. It''s the box containing nightmare, but it''s empty.


    Tang an expected that when the ghost dancer didn''t die miserably, this guy might die together.


    Only you Douzi and a few ghosts in Zhushi are exceptions.


    Unfortunately, the ability of nightmare.


    After a miserable battle with ghost dance, Tang an now pays attention not only to physical cultivation, but also to the training of soul, spirit and will.


    Holding your bean''s shoulder in one hand and your head in the other, Tang an exposed his white, smooth and tender neck. Tang an opened her mouth like a pig''s foot and suddenly bit on your bean''s neck.


    The blood flows back like a dam to discharge the flood, and your beans are awakened and screamed.


    Tang an was unmoved. Six black thorn pipes were suddenly stretched out from the back of his spine, stabbed into your beans and began to absorb them with all his strength.


    "Ah..."


    Your bean''s face is painful and struggling desperately, but your strength is getting smaller and smaller.


    The original delicate face began to wither, tears in the corners of the eyes, all despair.


    "Brother... Brother..."


    Just like walking in a lantern, you beans see tanzhilang, his mother, his brother and sister waiting for her.


    Tang an''s throat and black thorn pipeline were swallowing. In just more than ten seconds, your beans withered like flowers and completely disappeared.


    The thorn pipeline disappeared, and a trace of blood hung around Tang an''s mouth.


    The blood of your beans is very hot, just like boiling water.


    Tang an can feel the cells all over her body jumping, which is an indescribable pleasure.


    Eat your beans now and wait for the sun to appear tomorrow.


    As long as you get used to the sun, spend some time to thoroughly familiarize and develop your body, and then kill Wang Xu.


    But before that


    Tang an looked at the hillside in front of him, put his hands in the shape of calyx on his waist, and began to inject strength into his body. With a touch of blue light, it became larger and larger, forming the size of a basketball. Like a magic ball, it released five white lights shining high in the sky.


    "Turtle school Qigong."


    The surrounding dark night lit up. With Tang an''s fierce shooting, a blue and white streamer with long tail feathers suddenly roared unstoppably on the hillside, destroying the withered and decaying. After leaving a huge gully, a mushroom cloud at the end stood fiercely, and the infinite shock wave rolled around the earth and resounded through the clouds.


    Tang an has a hedgehog, red hair and beach pants fluttering in the strong wind. When everything calms down, a big hole in the shape of a spoon appears in front of Tang an.


    "This power is worthy of turtle school Qigong."


    His face was panting and full of cold sweat. Tang an looked at the big pit with a diameter of about 100 meters. He injected half his strength into it, and the effect was remarkable.


    As long as your Qi is strong enough, turtle sect Qigong will be stronger in the future.


    At that time, no wave can be solved. If one wave can''t be solved, just two waves.


    If two waves don''t work, turn these two waves into big waves.


    The next time you meet the enemy, you don''t have much cruel words. First, Gatlin will take a few shuttle, then two rocket launchers, then a wave, then a blow to Dawei Tianlong, and the last instant kill. If you don''t die, retreat!


    Tang an has figured out the way to fight in the future.


    After shooting this wave, Tang an began to study his body and tried to reach the point of no tragedy in ghost dance.


    Your beans should be an important supporting role. Unfortunately, the waste golden finger is being replaced now.


    The night was silent, and soon the dawn broke, and a touch of sunshine shone on the earth.


    Tang an is very cautious. He is not foolishly exposed to the sun. If he can''t adapt to the sun, he will end his calf without crying. He cherishes his life very much.


    Tang an first found a hiding place, and then stretched out his hand to shine on the sun inch by inch.


    "Hiss..."


    "Damn it, damn it!"


    Tang an''s face was ferocious and distorted because of pain. The palm exposed to the sun began to burn and melt, like a thousand cuts.


    The bone was pounded by a hammer, and the pain went deep into the soul.


    The purple diamond pupil was filled with blood. Tang an was sweating and observed without blinking.


    The palm dissolves first and then begins to regenerate.


    The regenerated skin begins to adapt to the sun.


    "It works."


    Although his face was ferocious, Tang an smiled.


    It''s time to compete again.


    His arms were exposed to the sun inch by inch. During this period, Tang an screamed and wailed, and he was not afraid of losing face.


    It''s a wild mountain anyway. It''ll be much more comfortable to call it out.


    In this way, day by day, Tang an spent three days and finally appeared in the sun.


    "Hoo..."


    Breathe heavily. Life is worse than death these three days!


    But he survived.


    Tang an looked up at the scorching sun and a middle finger soared into the sky.


    Sitting cross legged on the ground, Tang an continued to study his body.


    Fortunately, the ability to adapt to the sun has not been greatly reduced, and there is no lack of weight!


    After studying his body, Tang an opened the light curtain of waste gold fingers.


    Now it has been updated.


    Tang Anshi looked at it three times and found that nothing had changed.


    Until the problem was found four times later.


    The continuous task is still hanging high, and nothing has changed. What has changed is the number of dice thrown per natural month, which has now become a natural year.


    Is this NIMA getting more and more backward?


    Although most of the garbage is pumped out every natural month, it is more or less useful.


    But now every natural year, how much does it cost?


    But from the side, the probability of punishment is also reduced.


    "The value of the reward is increased and the cost life is updated."


    A hint appeared in Tang an''s eyes. In an instant, an ominous premonition rushed straight to the tianlinggai.


    When it comes to life expectancy, there are only ten years left.


    I''m not old or dead?


    What about immortality?


    Why is there only ten years left?


    Tang an''s face was as gloomy as rain, and her eyes stared like a light bulb!


    If so, why should he become a ghost?


    Didn''t he just go for the ghost dance without suffering, which is not old and immortal?


    Is it said that this waste golden finger is intentional, afraid of losing self-improvement and giving yourself a little pressure?


    So hang yourself with your life and have to perform continuous tasks?


    Tang an felt malice.


    First I looked up at the hot sky, then I looked down as if I were thinking.


    Does he not exist at all, just a pig''s foot in a novel or animation, with a dog named "author" behind it?


    The more Tang an thinks about it, the more wrong he is. He has read several novels of this type before.


    And with scientific explanation, the world may be one-dimensional space, two-dimensional, three-dimensional, four-dimensional... It does not necessarily exist.


    Paralysis, maybe you are really the protagonist or the villain of destiny.


    The protagonist is fine, but if the villain is finished.


    Tang an''s mentality collapsed.


    Even if the golden finger has a big problem, he can''t do anything. What he should rely on is still to rely on!


    It seems that if you want to dominate your destiny, you have to become stronger, stronger and stronger!!
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