Chapter 30 Sulei

When night fell, Qin Yu, who returned to his nest, began to meditate again. After the meditation, he was so tired that he fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Qin Yu entered the training ground in the fantasy, and the whole cold super-large iron shelf in the training ground appeared in front of him again.

The cold shining dagger, the sharp long gun with inverted thorns, and the whole silver knife surface is like a mirror-like knife, all showing the side where they can blow hair.

Looking at these cold weapons that can make a mouth on his body at any time, Qin Yu couldn't help but remember yesterday's purgatory-like training. The huge nerve pain deep into the bone marrow seemed to have not subsided, but in order to improve his strength, defeat his opponents, and to understand the image All he can do is forget these difficulties and devote themselves to training.

Although he did not achieve much in the training field yesterday, Qin Yu still deeply felt the benefits of this spiritual disseminator training, that is, the more proficient use of spiritual power in the context, so he firmly believes that this training will bring greater benefits.

At present, Qin Yu took a deep breath and entered the training ground without hesitation. With his entry, the whole training ground immediately fell into darkness.

The boundless darkness will bring endless fear, but Qin Yu, who has experienced such a scene yesterday, naturally has no fear.

Gently closing his eyes, Qin Yu began to grope in the dark, and the spiritual power in his mind began to boil, and then these spiritual powers turned into gas and rushed to his senses.

The gap between the senses and the outside world is still like a copper wall, making his spiritual power like a flood impossible to pass through at all, but Qin Yu is not discouraged and still impacting again and again.

Different from the frenzy scene in his body, he carefully walked forward step by step in the training ground, and he dared not stop.

Diddenly, a sharp dagger cut Qin Yu's back. He could feel the hot blood sliding down the sharp front blade of the dagger, and then the severe pain on the nerve endings immediately spread all over his body, making him muffled.

And the severe pain made him subconsciously bend his back forward, and under this bend, he immediately found that the tip of a gun suddenly pierced his belly. Qin Yu could feel how deep the cold tip of the gun actually pierced a finger, and his belly was like tofu.

"Ah." After a long time, Qin Yu let out a scream of sharp pain. He didn't expect that he was so unlucky to enter the cracks between the long gun and dagger.

Cold sweat had already wet his whole body at the moment of the pain, carefully moved back and then moved to the left, enduring severe pain. Qin Yu, who gritted his teeth, finally escaped from the siege of the long gun and dagger. These two injuries made his next move more careful.

Although the pain from the wound made him breathe cold from time to time, Qin Yu did not give up his control of spiritual power. At this time, he understood that no matter how careful he was, he could never escape the possibility of being stabbed by cold weapons in the dark, unless he could emanate spiritual power from his body and let spiritual power serve as a way-finder tool. Take the way for him so that he can walk freely in the dark.

Manipulating the spiritual impact is a very brain-consuming thing. Before long, Qin Yu felt spiritual poverty, but Fortunately, there was no spiritual power consumption at all in the fantasy, otherwise Qin Yu could only let these sharp blades pierce himself.

The spiritual power is running faster and faster under the control of Qin Yu, like a rushing horse. For a long time, after Qin Yu did not know how much damage and how many times he howled, he was surprised to find that the barrier was being disintegrated by a trace. It loosened little by little, although it worked It is not obvious. For example, this barrier is like a big tree, and Qin Yu's spiritual power is like a group of ants.

However, every loosening made Qin Yu happy, because he believed that ants could shake the tree one day.

Just when Qin Yu was hit by a long * again, before his howling was emitted, the time came, the training ground disappeared, and then he returned to the wall.

Looking at the big and small scars on his body, Qin Yu couldn't help showing a wry smile, but then he forgot these and threw himself into the training of the hundred-step sweat opera.

Now he is becoming more and more proficient in Baibu Han opera. It turned out that he was still a little inconsistent between each action. Now he does not need to think about these at all, but subconsciously switches from one action to another.

On this beautiful morning in Pasta City, while Qin Yu was working tirelessly, Su Ruyue was quietly in a daze on her balcony, and her slender figure left a beautiful shadow in the sunlight.

In the flowers downstairs, two butterflies are chasing each other. They are fighting with the world and flying freely in nature. If only they could be like them. Su Ruyue, who held her beautiful chin in both hands, sighed after being in a daze for a long time.

"Miss, what are you thinking about?" A deep male voice came from behind Su Ruyue.

"Uncle Lei, it's nothing. I just think the morning scenery is beautiful." A smile appeared on Su Ruyue's faint face.

"Miss, there are some things that some people can't force. You can't forget your mission because of these." The deep voice continued.

"Is that you, Uncle Lei? I know it's you." Su Ruyue turned her head abruptly, and her beautiful eyes like a crescent moon flashed a glimmer of light. At this time, a bald middle-aged man in her forties was standing in front of her.

"Hey, miss, since you are the young lady of the Su family, don't forget your responsibility and the master's expectations." The bald man said respectfully.

"Father, I really can't remember what my father looks like." Su Ruyue suddenly looked a little sad.

"No wonder, Miss, she was only five years old when she saw the master for the last time. What can she remember at the age of five?" The man named Uncle Lei also became a little sad, and then he continued, "Miss, forget him. If you continue to contact him, it may hurt him. Well, it may be better to get in touch with Ouyang Li and the young master of the Liu family.

"Ouyang Li?" Su Ruyue said the name, and her eyes suddenly flashed a cold light. Then she said, "He has recently offended the disciples of these big families. I really don't know how they will deal with him in the future, especially Zheng Yinan. I hope Uncle Lei can help him in time."

"Miss, don't worry, Uncle Lei, I will pay attention to it, but don't worry, they will still do anything to him in Pasta City, unless he really pushes them, but according to the boy's current personality, it's hard to say. I really don't know how he has improved so much mental strength these days, which really impressed Uncle Lei. After saying that, the bald middle-aged man said in his heart that if it hadn't been for your Uncle Lei, I'm afraid he would have been punished by the school.

Hearing Uncle Lei's appreciation for him, Su Ruyue couldn't help but gently lift up the corners of her mouth, revealing a trace of pride on her white and tender skin.

"It's just Miss, you'd better not contact him. You should know that the master may still be watching you all the time. Don't let him down." Looking at Su Ruyue's appearance, Uncle Lei sighed in his heart, Miss, forgive Uncle Lei. Uncle Lei is not strong enough, otherwise how could he let you make such a choice?

"En, Uncle Lei is relieved. Ru Yue knows the importance of the matter." Su Ruyue put away the glimmer of pride and nodded vigorously.

Uncle Lei smiled and said kindly, "Well, let's go to school."

"Ye." Su Ruyue answered faintly, straightened her clothes, walked down the stairs, and then walked to the school classroom.

Su Ruyue's home is in the Armor College.

Looking at the gradually disappearing figure, Uncle Lei withdrew his eager eyes, slowly sat on the stool in the room, then shook his head gently and said to himself, "Master, if you know under the spring, you will be very happy. Miss is really sensible. It's just that the old slave is sorry for you. The old slave has not found the ring you mentioned. According to what you said, the ring should appear in Pasta City, but the old slave still failed to find its whereabouts in the trading market of the whole city. Who did he fall into? Then he fell into meditation and knew that only by finding the ring could he fulfill the master's last wish, but eleven years later, he still got nothing.

After a long time, Uncle Lei stood up from the stool, but at this time, he was no longer the old slave addicted to memory, no longer a servant who called others a lady, but a superior with majesty all over his body, which is a momentum that can only be tempered over time.

He is actually the president of the Armor College, Su Lei.