The most brave system in history

In this state, how happy he is, that kind of happiness makes him especially want to tell the person he likes,

He now has a lot of money. As long as he wants, he can indulge in whatever he wants in his real world.

The sense of joy brought to him by that kind of happiness is very strong.

While he was intoxicated. In this state of ecstasy, a thunderbolt hit his sea of ​​consciousness inexplicably,

His whole body trembled fiercely,

This feeling is very similar to going out at [-] o'clock in the morning and falling asleep after the cold wind. After a while, I fell into a very deep dream, and was suddenly awakened by the alarm clock.

When he opened his eyes again, the unpleasant smell in the air rushed into his body like exhaust gas from a steel factory,

It made his throat extremely uncomfortable, as if he had swallowed glass slag, couldn't swallow it and then couldn't come out, and he was still coughing up blood.

This is the Mayer Courtyard, a place that makes him extremely disgusted even when he thinks of its name.

Everything is empty joy, everything is fake,

"It's really uncomfortable."

He was clearly staring at the pages of the book, but he couldn't restrain his extreme pain at this moment. His expectations just now were really too high.

He thought that he had completely left this hell. The moment before was already so real.

But I didn't expect that when Rumeng woke up, this hell would appear here again.

He felt that his body and mind were trapped in a kind of death cycle.

That kind of unbearable impulsive movement,

"If you give me the energy to destroy. Heaven. Destroy. Earth, I will definitely blow up the mayer courtyard and find no trace in the world.

I have to thoroughly humiliate everyone in it. "

He sat there gritting his teeth, not in the mood to look at the exercises, if he did, he would have to wait for a while, until I wiped out the people in this place in my heart.

I really hate this mayer courtyard.

He now has a strong desire:

I must try my best to increase my mana to a certain level. If I don’t want to live forever, I will first give out the bad breath in my heart, and I will definitely live for many more years.

It took him a long time to calm down, and now he really doesn't feel sleepy at all,

No fun!

Nor can he smoothly enter the dream world just because he is tired to a certain extent, so as to avoid everything that happened in this reality.

But one thing he is very sure of is that what he learned in the so-called 'dream' still exists in the real world, starting @@@

That is to say, as long as you work hard enough,

strong enough, big enough,

He will definitely be able to change the current extremely uncomfortable predicament.

No one can understand the great pain he is experiencing in his heart and body at this time,

Only the person who is in it, the cursed person who wants to destroy the Qianer Courtyard in the orbital space, is definitely the same as himself, and must have suffered the pain he is now.

After such a short while, he felt as if his mind had gone through a storm.

Now that it's over, I can bear this inhuman taste again.

He walked to the door, there was no one in this long corridor, the space outside the window was as large as nine floors down, and the sky remained dim at six or seven o'clock in autumn,

The leaves are also withered, leaving thin black branches stretching diagonally towards the sky.

He walked from one end of the corridor to the other, and the nine rooms were all empty,

"Hehe, I'm the only one locked up here, right?"

He forcefully endured and finally rushed to his room in a state of suffocation.

Obviously, instead of holding the book by yourself and looking up, you can relieve the uncomfortable feeling,

You still have to go to the house where you don't have any privacy.

"Which dead person set it up. I. Grass. You. Well. One. Comparing."

He felt that he was originally a modest gentleman, but now he couldn't stand it, so he cursed casually. He really hated it.

time is like water,

How is it possible, every second of time here is filled with disgusting heart,

He picked up this book that exudes a sycophantic energy.

He found that the content inside was in line with his state of mind.

"This is for me."

The fusion of breath made his whole body unknowingly exude a violent breath, and it kept growing.

Time will pass if it is not soft.

When he felt footsteps coming from outside the door, a young man about 30 years old walked out the door,

Shen Jie met his gaze, this zombie who was frowning as he walked past at this moment, seemed to have no emotion, wasn't it Han Yuan,

It has been so long since I saw him, and Shen Jie has not forgotten his appearance at all.

On the contrary, when Han Yuan walked over, his breath obviously evaporated.

It was the brief glance of him passing by, and Shen Jie felt as if he had been stung by a scorpion.

It's very uncomfortable, I can't tell the feeling, it seems that the person who hates nails, scratches, and blackboards has his hands tied up, and he is forced to listen to this sound,

His current feeling is stronger than this feeling. I don't know how many times.

The person who once brought him the most vicious thing in the world is outside right now.

His fingertips. Dead. Dead. Nails. On the table,

It was originally so strong, but it was still hard. raw. there was a small pit.

He held back for half a minute and still couldn't hold back,

When he rushed outside, the long corridor, and every room,

Still empty.

"Obstacle. Drag. Gong"

"Obstacle. Drag. Gong"

It was the skin-cutting pain that made him feel such deep despair,

That's why he chose such a miserable and inhuman cultivation method.