Practice origin column

Chapter 75 The Last Lesson

The cloth shoes crushed the silence of the practice room, and there was a sound of heavy footsteps.

Su Ming stood with his hands behind his back, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching the pedestrians coming and going downstairs.

"Sir, I'm coming to class."

A familiar voice came from behind Su Ming, but the owner of the voice was obviously very weak, out of breath, and even coughed from time to time, as if he wanted to cough up blood.

Su Ming's eyes were as warm as a child's, without turning around, he detected the situation of the person behind him in a single thought.

"If you are injured, you should heal well. You don't have to come to this class."

The words are calm, calm to the point of indifference, and it seems that they are caring for the people behind them, but it is only their duty.

Patience has long been exhausted, and strangeness quietly lies between the two of them.

Sikong coughed violently, tearing and tearing his throat, and finally said after a while: "If you want to leave, you should also come to the last lesson. There is a beginning and an end."

Su Ming turned around, his eyebrows were like mountain temples, his nose was like a deep vein, strands of silver strands were caught in his black hair, but he tied them into braids and left them casually behind him.

Su Mingyuan stared at Yuezhi, standing there quietly, but seemed to own the whole world.

Su Ming was still the same Su Ming that Sikong saw for the first time.

But Sikong is no longer the Sikong he was back then.

More than a month is enough to change the trajectory of your entire life.

The second world alluded to the real world. Su Ming clearly saw that Sikong's skin was festered in a large area, with dense blisters, and even his entire right hand was only connected to his arm.

What's more, the fire poison persisted, accumulating in Sikong's body, corroding Sikong's internal organs.

It seemed that Sikong walked out barefoot from the monstrous flames just a moment ago, piercing the darkness of the long sky with his whole body full of hideousness.

Waking up from death, walking into silence from noise.

Su Ming sighed lightly: "This lesson, I am no longer the teacher, you are. You have to teach yourself how to live."

Wisps of mellow wine fragrance came from Sikong's body, Su Ming sniffed lightly with the tip of his nose, and knew that this was an extremely rare high-grade medicinal wine.

It can give birth to white bones and bright jade muscles, to be reborn with a drop of blood, and to grow back after a severed head.

It was also this wine that kept Sikong's life alive.

After all, Su Ming couldn't remain indifferent, the sigh remained in place, and appeared in front of Sikong in an instant.

As soon as he thought about it, Su Ming ignited the fire of the super string furnace in his body.

Then, a seedling of green fire danced between Su Ming's fingers, and as soon as it appeared, tender green grass grew all over the practice room, grape vines formed a frame, and young yellow trees swayed up.

The dandelions are floating in the air, making this cold practice room feel like the suburbs in early spring, warming people's hearts.

A small fire can actually change the seasons and climate out of thin air, create life out of nothing.

Su Ming patted lightly, and the green fire grew from small to large, enveloping Sikong in it.

The expected scorching didn't happen, Sikong only felt the coolness coming out of his body from the inside out.

Inhaling the fragrance of early spring with the tip of his nose, the ulceration trend on Sikong's skin slowed down, the burning pain disappeared, and even the tingling sensation in his lungs faded a bit when he breathed.

Sikong relaxed, feeling relieved.

The emerald green fire slowly shrunk, and turned onto Sikong's wrist, forming a flame tattoo.

The tattoos are lifelike, emerald green like jade, and even slowly pulsating and burning.

Sikong's face was filled with joy, his staggering footsteps became stronger, and he asked one after another: "Master Su, my injury..."

"Your injury has not eased."

Unexpectedly, Su Ming shook his head, waved his sleeves, and brought Sikong to appear in a folded dimension in the training room.

"This is the second world. It can only reflect reality. Even if I have the ability, due to the principle of mirroring, I can't cure your injuries."

"Then I am..." Sikong felt the coolness in his body, and was a little puzzled.

"I can't affect your injuries in reality. But I can affect your spirit in the second world."

Behind Su Ming, at some point, there appeared a grotesque corridor.

To some unknown place.

"Since you're here, you know what day it is today. All the real scene hunting competitions, all the repairers in the entire starry sky will participate. With your current injury, it's hard to do anything."

Seemingly realizing something, Sikong looked down at the emerald green fire tattoo on his right wrist, and the faint coolness came from here.

"I know that your spiritual strength is different from ordinary people, even legendary..."

That's the end of it. When it came to this point, Su Ming stopped talking and said instead: "This seedling fire can let you break free from the shackles of your body for a short time. Using the fire as a source of nourishment, it will generate spiritual power and make your body The mental domain value temporarily recovered to subversion. However, this seedling food chain samadhi furnace is separated from my superstring furnace, and it is a fire without fuel, which is difficult to last."

"Probably, you can use your spiritual power five times, remember."

Sikong nodded, keeping it in mind, and fell into silence for a moment.

Su Ming looked at Sikong's somewhat thin figure, and stopped talking, and disappeared into the overlapping dimension space step by step.

Immediately, Sikong was the only one left in front of this strange-eyed corridor.

"There are six of them still in the competition. If you meet them in the competition, since you have also practiced with them and are classmates, if you can help a little, please help."

When the words came, Sikong Luanfa's eyes flickered.

After a long time, Sikong looked at the direction where Su Ming disappeared, his spine slightly bent, and he bowed slowly.

Say goodbye to a not-so-long practice.

Also bid farewell to a good teacher.

Then, Sikong turned around and walked into the future that could not stay.

The grotesque tunnel quietly disappeared, and he closed his eyes.

…………

On the border of the Wind Curtain Star Field, in a field of broken meteorites
The two space shuttles floated in the starlight, activated the hidden simulation mode, and disguised themselves as ordinary space dust.

The domineering red banner outside the shuttle is retracted under the wings, and a closer look at the body of the shuttle shows a lifelike poisonous wolf.

Poisonous Wolf's hind legs were slightly bent, and his front legs were stretched forward, ready to wait. His hair was mottled and messy, and he lacked dignity.

The fangs were bared with saliva, and there was a faint fierce light in the two eyes.

A poisonous wolf doesn't need to be noble.

All it takes is insidiousness to survive.

Suddenly, far away, a small flying shuttle swept out from the depths of the cold starry sky.

The flying shuttle was tattered, and green smoke was billowing. The flame burned half of the flying shuttle, leaving behind a huge comet tail.

The small shuttle quickly sailed into the meteorite-broken star field, and flew directly towards the two space shuttles.

Then, like a chick returning to its nest, the small shuttle entered the deck cabin of the space shuttle.

"Let's go……"

Venomous Fang stepped out of the small shuttle, his breath was calm, his fur was light, and his steps were as strong as ever. There was no trace of the fact that he had gone through a great battle.

It was even affected by a shocking explosion.

In fact, he had already died once.

Cast a shape with a spiritual body, walk in the world, and act on his behalf.

It was only his spiritual body that died in the Diya Bureau.

But even so, looking closely at his eyes, a haggard look flashed by.

Dao Scar, Talking Tuberculosis and the others came out in a file, carrying the seriously injured and sleeping Sikong.

Looking at Sikong on the stretcher, Fang Fang's eyes were deep, but he didn't say much. After waving his hand, someone took over and put Sikong into the medical cabin.

Then, the three space shuttles shook off the dust from their bodies, turned into a flashing light, and disappeared in place.

Jump to the wolf star.

And in Linying City, where the fourth star gathers, it is the moment when the branches hang on the first day and the morning glow knocks on the door.

But at this moment, there are countless people demonstrating, parading and making noise, taking to the streets, shouting, 'Give us back the truth! ''Di Ya didn't do anything, and covered the case of dismemberment! '.

Among them, there was a man who took pictures one by one at high altitude in Linying City.

In the photos, there are still dismembered corpses in woven bags.

Or there are many police fangs out, dignified faces surrounded a courtyard scene.

In the end, the picture was fixed on a compass-shaped mechanical device.

These were all left to him by that mysterious man 'accidentally'.

However, the noise from outside did not affect a military hospital at all.

In a white ward in the hospital, a woman with long black hair hanging loose, her hands resting on her belly, was sleeping soundly on a white hospital bed.

Beside the pillow, there is a handful of delicate flowers. The flowers are fragrant, but there is a faint scent of lavender coming from the woman's hair.

Let the strong floral fragrance also fade away.

The first ray of morning sun passed through the window screen and fell on the woman's curved eyelashes.

Very beautiful.

Suddenly, the woman's eyelashes trembled.

All of a sudden, the flowers faded, and the whole world came alive.

It's over, it's dawn.

　I, Hu Hansan, are back again!Three updates will be resumed in these two days!All kinds of requests!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)