After a set of fire tung fists, the meridians of the whole body are usually exhausted, and the nameless anger in the heart has dissipated most of them, which can basically be suppressed. However, the mind is confused, and the trace of unwillingness has quickly expanded and turned into boundless loneliness.

Zhou Yi twisted and twisted to the cafeteria and bought a few big meat buns. He found that he was in a bad state and simply went back to the dormitory to sleep.

Then I asked for a leave.

"Why are you feeling uncomfortable? You suddenly want to ask for leave?" Wang Zhengfa was a little surprised. When he saw the time, it was only seven o'clock in the morning and the sun had just risen.

"Yes, it may be the mental backlash brought by treating Fu Lintao. Just take a few days off. I won't come to work today." Zhou Yi felt that he was so empty that he had a sharp sequelae of using the Fire Tong Fist.

"Oh, then you can rest quickly. There is nothing wrong with the West Inn." Wang Zhengfa hurriedly said.

After calling, Zhou Yi fell asleep in a drowsy way.

The second dream begins.

...

"This...who punches this? Who punches here?"

When Li Xianfeng passed by this flower bed, his nose shook and he smelled the burning smell of something.

He immediately felt a stir in his heart and walked a few steps towards the path to the east along the burnt smell.

I saw that all the plants in this area were dead!

It's a mess.

The moisture on the plants was stripped away, forming dead trees like coke, and some fallen leaves simply turned into coke... Of course, it was not a real combustion, but a special phenomenon caused by psychic energy.

All things have spirits, but these spirits of life are evaporated by some force, which becomes these coke-like conditions.

Li Xianfeng was secretly shocked. It would be difficult to do this now without twenty years of skill alone.

"Which madman ran here to use his psionic energy?"

Besides him, Zhou Yi is the only one who often comes here to practice boxing.

There is a dojo in the town, but the little chickens on the dojo cannot make such a scene.

"Is it... Xiao Zhou?"

A thought vaguely arose in his heart, and he felt deeply distressed about these trees.

"Who, who! Who destroys the environment? You have to lose money!"

However, no matter how old man Li shouted, no one would pay attention to him.

...

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should be established. Today, I, the three heroes of Daxia, will abandon past grievances, clear the emperor's side, and safeguard the national crisis!"

Under the curling smoke, several heroes turned their blood to form a alliance and drank bloody wine.

As the picture turned, there were earth-shaking shouts in the palace.

"Dog Emperor, come here!"

“…”

"Three, don't be robbed of consciousness by this demon..."

"The elixir of immortality made by the human heart!! What elixir of immortality!"

“…”

The final outcome of these three top psychics seemed not very wonderful. They did not fulfill their ambitions and died in the final battle. Only a strong will was passed down.

Moreover, the scene in the dream is confused. Even if Zhou Yi knows that this history may have happened, but if you can't remember it, you can't remember it, you will have no choice.

Otherwise, just being able to close history would be enough to allow him to write several papers.

The effect brought by the Indomitable Heart is too powerful. You must practice Fire Tong Fist every day to vent this anger. The backlash brought by using a large amount of spiritual energy made Zhou Yi start to have a long trance. During this period, he has been in a trance and is not in a state.

"I don't know when this continuous dream will end."

I yawned and my eyelids were a little heavy. The nightmares these days have become more and more real and clearer, and the mental backlash brought by them has become increasingly greater. After waking up, I can still remember a small number of dream scenes.

Fortunately, Zhou Yi has condensed his heart fire and has a firm direction to move forward. This cluster of anger in his heart is rootless water, but it is a blessing in disguise. As long as you use the effort of water to absorb this powerful spiritual energy, the strength of the spiritual energy will definitely be able to rise to a higher level.

As for the external explanation, it is naturally a mental backlash brought by Wu Zhenyu.

As a spiritual healer, it is normal to have a backlash.

On the other hand, thanks to this adventure, his Fire Tong Fist can be said to be small and is advancing towards Dacheng.

Of course, I didn't say it out loud, nor did I stimulate Li Xianfeng, otherwise it would be too exaggerated. I was like a novice some time ago, but now I suddenly became a small success or even a big success. There is no need. Even if he has a genius character, he can't mess around like this.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yi wanted to sleep a little again, and his whole head was shaking. Once he fell into a coma, he would inevitably fall into some strange dreams again.

"Brother, brother!" Sitting in front of him was Fu Lintao, his warmth was a little worried: "Your mental illness, oh... Isn't the mental backlash yet?"

Zhou Yi's state has been going on for a long time.

"Yes, I didn't expect this time to be so serious." Zhou Yi woke up from a trance and took a bite of ramen, a big bowl, with meat and eggs.

The soup was not greasy, and there were a few slices of pickles floating. After taking a sip, my mind was a little clear.

Zhou Yi sighed: "I feel like I haven't woken up every day, I'm in a daze, and I can't do normal work."

"But it has been much better recently, and it will probably return to normal in half a month. This is the price of using psychic energy. Be more at ease, don't use psychic energy to show off, especially in front of women."

"No, absolutely not." Fu Lintao smiled awkwardly. His psychic energy was at most used as a flashlight. It would be too unprofitable to pretend to be in front of the girl.

Zhou Yi asked again: "How much is the intensity?"

"I guess it's about 250, less than 300."

"It's okay, it's progressing sloppy." Zhou Yi knew in his heart that it was because Fu Lintao had the unique perception of "a prodigal son turning back". He made rapid progress and would slow down after a while.

Speaking of which, I've been quite idle recently.

He was drunk every day and was in a daze during the day. After punching, he either went to bed or wanted to drink. He had already drank two boxes of Erguotou with Old Man Li. If it weren't for the age difference here, he would have almost called "Li Xianfeng".

At night, I go to have a "knight dream". This is uncontrollable. As long as I sleep, I will have a dream. When I wake up the next day, I feel resentful and unwilling to do it. I have to punch and drink.

Huotong Fist is getting more and more awesome.

But... what kind of indomitable intention is this?

Zhou Yi was a little angry when his normal pace of life was destroyed.

Looking around, Sun Jingjing went to kindergarten. His junior sister was working hard for the college entrance examination, so she couldn't have time to come over to see her.

Without girls to tease, I always feel that something is missing, well... the beauty in life is missing.
Chapter completed!