Infinite: The Protagonist Must Die

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Gao Xianda and Meng Yan are now all down to the ground. Wei Xiaobao, however, lost the justification.

He just thought that the martial arts of Mao XVIII, and that he wanted to defeat the **** of the tuberculosis ghost, should not be a problem. That's why he encouraged Gao Xianda to take action, and said something about living together.

At this time, when he saw that Gao Xianda was defeated, he remembered the famous saying that the tribulation was coming.

He moved slowly to the food passage and tried to escape through the back door of the kitchen. Others grow up small and grow up in the city. They are familiar with various escape methods, but they are not noticeable.

But his behavior did not escape the eyes of the old eunuch. I saw that he grabbed a chopstick and bounced it, hitting Wei Xiaobao's right leg bend. Wei Xiaobao's right leg was numb and he fell to the ground, unable to move anymore.

The old **** fought two battles in succession. It seemed that his body was overdrawn and he coughed for a while before slowing down. The **** beside him wanted him to take another dose of powder, but he stopped him.

He asked the wrestlers, "Where are your friends, these friends?"

A great man said: "If we go back to the father-in-law, we are in the house of Prince Zheng. If today the father-in-law didn't take action and caught the two anti-thieves, our faces would be too big."

The **** said: "That also happened by chance. They may not be really anti-thieves. Don't disturb the others and send them to Ouchi Shangsan, saying that they are the people the sea husband wants."

Several big men agreed in unison.

Several of the seven big men were slightly injured, and now they were **** tightly with three ropes, and their eyes were covered with black cloth, and their mouths were blocked with cloth.

It was Meng Yan who beat them, and they naturally kicked and kicked Meng Yan. Wei Xiaobao's mouth was not clean, and he was hit with two heavy ear scrapers, and he was immediately honest. Gao Xianda didn't do anything with them, he knew how to score, and he had good skills, but he didn't need a beat.

There are no cars in this era, and the mode of transportation is nothing more than carriages and sedan cars. The old **** asked them to send people to Ouchi. The face was naturally better-looking, and someone called the sedan chair. However, the cost of the man-made sedan is not cheap, and the big guys tucked the three of them into a sedan.

The three men were stuffed in a sedan chair, and the bearer carrying the sedan naturally felt strenuous, and the dangling walk was very slow, and he kept scolding his mother. It's hard to make money this year. The wrestlers had to promise them a little more wages, and then they recovered their normal walking speed.

Gausenda has the largest body, so it is piled at the bottom. Meng Yan and Wei Xiaobao were stacked on him.

If it were usual, Gao Xianda had two hundred pounds on his body, he didn't even feel it. But now he couldn't move, he couldn't do anything at all. His posture was awkward and naturally uncomfortable. The two men were sitting directly on his chest, making him breathless.

His mouth was also blocked, and his breath was affected. If he does not use force, the air he just sucked in will be pressed out directly.

He could only inhale hard with his nose, and then suffocated, trying to make the air run around in his body, and then spit out hard.

When he learned to breathe with Uncle Jian, he practiced sucking in air, running around in his body, and then spitting it back into the air duct. Nine bends and eighteen bends in the return duct, it is this "spitting" spirit.

This time, he happened to reverse the practice method. He wanted to exhale without difficulty, but the air he sucked in was difficult to "accommodate" into his body.

But the effort to let the air run around the body has not changed. His breath-taking skills coincided with his "Tuna" method. The breathing slowly smoothed up.

But as Gossendar breathed more and more smoothly, his breathing rate became slower and slower. The air entered from his nose. After the head cavity, oral cavity, larynx cavity, and chest cavity turned, he sank into the abdominal cavity, and then became deeper and lower, as if he had to turn around the heel to turn back.

In the end, he just breathed in for a few minutes, and exhaled a lot slower, just like there was a huge vortex of air in his body.

If he vomited eighty-one times, he felt a "slap" in his body, something was opened. Immediately the vortex of the air he sucked in spread out inside him, and turned into a trickle flowing along the fixed channel in the body.

Gao Xianda's eyes were blindfolded, so he could not see the outside scene, but this was also helping him. His eyes slowly evolved into his body, with meridians running through them, and the tiny stream was slowly running along these meridians.

Gao Xianda began to think he was crazy, but he didn't feel any discomfort. He tried to use consciousness to control the flow of the trickle, and found that it actually worked. And by controlling the small flow in the picture, his body will really respond accordingly. This trickle flowed through his body and made him feel very comfortable.

This discovery made Gao Xianda very happy.

"Isn't this the true qi in the legend?" Gao Xianda groaned. "Lao Tao and Shaved Head have once popularized the basic knowledge of this world for themselves. The copy of the Eastern Swordsman is full of heaven and earth aura, and it is very personal for cultivation. It’s helpful. So it’s also the practice of internal strength. In the urban copy, the effect is mediocre, and the top level is only internal strength. Only in this type of copy can you practice true energy."

Gao Xianda has already cultivated his tuna strength to the full level. Although it is only an E-level skill, he once experienced an effect similar to the flow of true energy. But he has always regarded it only as a blood-enhancing skill, without in-depth research.

And he also practiced God's Zhao Jing at the same time. Although he couldn't reach his home yet, he actually had a certain level. After all, it is a B-level martial arts, the actual effect is very powerful.

Gao Xianda should have cultivated true energy long ago, but it has been in the copy of the city, and it is in the United States. There is almost no heaven and earth aura, so Gao Xianda has not been successful.

Gao Xianda should also be lucky. He may not be able to have this long breath when he usually moves freely, and even if the heaven and earth are full of aura, he may not be able to practice diligently.

This time Gausenda was blindfolded and blocked his mouth, and could only breathe through his nose, and the two were pressed against his body and he had to breathe hard. He absorbed a lot of heaven and earth aura, and then nowhere to vent, and by chance, he let him peep out of the practice tips. Thus cultivated the true energy!

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