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It wasn't until the horizon turned white that Wang Yi lay on the bed exhausted. The classroom was empty. Only Wang Yi was the only one. The two daughters of Li Mei and Zhu Min excused that Wang Yi's injury was not healed and let Wang Yi take a good rest. Dr. Shen With Xiaoqing busy treating the wounded, as for Xiaoxiangya, she has become Xiaojingjing's exclusive. Every time she goes to bed, Xiaojingjing must be accompanied by Xiaoxiangya.

The women had their own things, but they threw Wang Yi into this empty classroom.

"Patter...

The weak flame flickered and lit a cigarette between his fingers. At some point, Wang Yi could no longer adapt to rest alone. When struggling in the last life, Wang Yi never had insomnia, let alone lying on a soft bed, as long as he was safe, Wang Yi can fall asleep even when standing, but now, even if the body is overworked, Wang Yi is always full of energy.

"Hiss~~

Wang Yi couldn't help taking a cold breath. He just turned around a little bit, and there was pain in his chest.

"Has the wound not healed yet?"

Wang Yi frowned and looked at the **** skin on his left chest.

"The blood flowed back and the broken heart regrouped, what is going on?"

Wang Yi's eyes flashed with puzzlement, and in the past two days there has been no time to think about why he came back to life. Now that the matter has been resolved, Wang Yi's heart is full of doubts.

The interception that night was vivid, including the scenes of Li Mei and other women crying after his death, Wang Yi remembered clearly!

At that time, my heart was broken and blood ran all over the ground, but why, I was sober at that time?

"Is there a power in my body?"

Wang Yi's eyes are full of entanglement. Does he have any abilities, don't he know? Besides, what kind of power can make a person with broken heart and blood run out of life? I'm afraid that even the restorative ability that claims to be immortal will turn into a corpse when the heart is broken!

"Too strange!"

Wang Yi couldn't help muttering in his mouth, it was strange that he was reborn, but this matter made Wang Yi even more strange.

As if in the midst of something, something saved itself again and again.

At the Xu City Airport, the group of corpses was clearly still some distance away from the airport, but Wang Yi suddenly noticed the danger and asked the team to evacuate in time, so that no casualties were caused. There was also the mosquito group, although it did not escape in the end, but before , Wang Yi also felt danger.

And this time, Wang Yi was directly resurrected, blood returned, and heart reorganized!

Thinking of this, Wang Yi couldn't help being a little lost. All this had completely subverted Wang Yi's concept.

"Huh~

Wang Yi let out a long sigh, his head was messed up, and he couldn't think of anything at all. It wasn't until the cigarette **** burned his finger that he felt a little pain. Wang Yi subconsciously opened his finger and let the cigarette **** fall on the cotton on his body. Was taken.

"not good!"

Wang Yi reacted quickly. If the cigarette **** fell on the quilt, it would burn a hole. Before Wang Yi had smoked on the bed, several quilts had already been burned, and Li Mei couldn't help but complain for a long time.

Completely subconscious, Wang Yi just thought that the sparkling cigarette **** could not fall on the quilt, and was about to reach out to grab it, but the next moment, Wang Yi was stunned.

I saw that the cigarette **** seemed to have encountered some barrier, and suddenly stopped the drop, suspended between the quilt and Wang Yi's palm.

"Well, what is going on?"

Wang Yi roared in surprise, his arms swayed slightly as Wang Yi panted, and the cigarette **** floating in the air also rose and fell with the palm of his hand, as if there was some magic!

"Could it be... abilities!"

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There was a flash of light in Wang Yi's eyes, and he kept thinking that the cigarette **** could not fall, shaking his arm slightly, that half of the cigarette **** seemed to be **** by an invisible thread, shaking with Wang Yi's palm from side to side!

"Ability, spirit?"

Wang Yi couldn't help but think of all kinds of past lives.

Three types of abilities, physical type, go to Yang Ze, Du Jing, and Li Weiping, they are all body parts strengthening, speed power, hearing, this kind of abilities are the most common, according to previous life statistics, there will be an average of one in every 100 people Generate physical abilities. Of course, this data is only a survey of surviving humans, and cannot be viewed strictly according to this ratio. Of course, if it is used as a reference, there is still a certain basis.

The second type of abilities, mutation type, Wu Tian from Xu City Airport, and Zhang Kui who just killed all belong to this type of abilities. This type of abilities is extremely powerful, and the abilities are not strange. Imagine, of course, the ratio is only nearly one in 10,000, which is extremely rare.

And the last type of supernatural power is the supernatural power Wang Yi suspects he possesses, the spiritual supernatural power.

Mental supernatural powers were just heard by others accidentally mentioned in the previous life. Wang Yi has never met him. After all, Wang Yi died in his last life, and he could not leave the confines of Weishan Lake's gathering place to learn so much about the frog at the bottom of the well. It is not easy.

"Could it be that the backflow of blood and the reorganization of the heart that night was the reason for this ability?"

Doubt flashed in Wang Yi's eyes, and slowly raised his palm, the half of the cigarette **** rose with Wang Yi's palm, floating on Wang Yi's chest, trembling slightly, not even a trace of soot fell!

However, since it is possible to control cigarette butts in the air, it must be reasonable to control the return of blood. But what Wang Yi didn't understand was that he didn't say he was dead at the time, but consciousness coma is absolute, but in a coma, But why can you manipulate abilities? This is totally unreasonable.

"unreasonable?"

Thinking of this, Wang Yi suddenly paused, his eyes flashing with relief.

If it is unreasonable, I am afraid that rebirth is the most unreasonable thing. Even after this, everything else seems so reasonable.

"Kang Dang~

suddenly!

The door of this classroom was suddenly pushed open, Wang Yi missed it instantly, and he forgot to manipulate the cigarette **** that was still burning.

"Noisy~~

A burst of fleshy skin sounded as the cigarette **** fell on Wang Yi's chest.

"Oh~

Wang Yi let out a painful cry, his body shuddered like a loach falling into the boiling water, he straightened his chest hard, and directly flicked the cigarette **** out.

"Brother Yi, what's this smell?"

Ling Xuan stretched out her little hand to fan in front of her nose, turned around to close the door of the classroom, and stayed in the classroom.

"No, nothing."

A look of thought flashed across Wang Yi's face. What did this little Nizi come in suddenly?

"Oh……"

Ling Xuan lowered her small head when she heard the words, and made a long pull, moving step by step to the side of Wang Yi's bed.

"Ling Xuan, are you...something?"

Seeing this little Nizi about to hit the bed made up of desks, Wang Yi hurriedly moved to the side and asked with a nervous look.

This little Nizi is capable of pushing Wang Yi to this level.