Han Xuan frowned as she watched Lorraine leave the door hastily, and opened her mouth to say something, but in the end no sound came out.
What's up with him
Thinking of Lorraine's faintly restrained and violent aura, she felt a little uneasy.
But she knows one truth: everyone always has some secrets that they don't want to tell others. And Lorraine obviously didn't want people to know the origin of the violent aura about him. Then, Han Xuan can be very cooperative and pretend that she doesn't know what to do.
After a pause and a deep breath, Han Xuan turned to look at Kang Mengmeng, who was lying on the bed and her little face had gradually regained her rosy complexion. She raised her slender hand and gently placed it on her forehead. Touched it. She could see that it was obvious that Lorraine's pressure on her belly had achieved some kind of strange healing effect. At least, it restored some of Kang Mengmeng's complexion.
This Lorraine... is becoming increasingly difficult to figure out.
Shaking her head slightly, Han Xuan closed the door, then took off all Kang Mengmeng's clothes and underwear, and carefully wiped Kang Mengmeng's pink and soft body with a towel moistened with warm water. , Kang Mengmeng, who was sleeping, showed an inadvertent smile from time to time.
The poor girl didn't know what she was dreaming about... Hey, the relics left by her mother were destroyed by bad people. After she woke up, she would probably be depressed for a while. And he must always stay by her side and watch her carefully.
Every girl has to grow up.
Maybe Kang Mengmeng can grow significantly after this incident
For so many years, she has been living in the shadow of her lonely childhood and her mother's death. It's time to break free from it...
At this time, Han Xuan, like a woman who exuded the radiance of loving motherly love, helped Kang Mengmeng wipe her body with a moist towel, put her into pajamas, and then covered Kang Mengmeng with the quilt. She pulled up a sofa-style single chair and sat beside Kang Mengmeng's bed. She held Kang Mengmeng's delicate little hands tightly with both hands. Sleep came quietly. Under her doze, Han Xuan slowly closed her eyes. , the long eyelashes reflect a seductive luster under the warm light of the bedroom.
It is said that a woman is most beautiful when she exudes the instinctive motherly love in her body. This sentence is not true at all.
At this time, Han Xuan's delicate face and delicate skin showed a kind of feminine charm. She was breathing slowly. Kang Mengmeng's bedroom was quiet and warm.
"Hiss... Huh... Hiss... Huh... Hiss..."
Lorraine sat cross-legged on the mattress in the bedroom, breathing in and out, her eyes closed tightly, and her eyelids trembling. He felt that the violent aura in his body was almost out of his control, as if it was rebelliously washing away all the veins in his body.
If it had been in the past, Lorraine might have thought that this was a sign of a breakthrough and improvement in the mysterious skills on the simple jade slip.
However, since being pointed out by the mysterious old man in cloth, Lorraine knew clearly that this violent aura must not be allowed to dominate. The only way is to suppress and control it so that it can be freely retracted and released. control. If this violent aura dominates the body's inner aura, it may not be visible in a short period of time, but as time goes by, Lorraine will be in danger. This danger is not physical, but spiritual.
If the violent aura of a martial art is too strong, its practitioners will unknowingly fall into the way of killing. It is a good thing to have killing aura, but if it is too much, an uncontrollable situation will occur. If you continue to indulge and evolve step by step, you will only be counterattacked by that violent aura, and gradually become a villain who is keen on killing! In ancient times, this kind of skill that can make people fall into the ways of evil people was called evil skill.
The mysterious skill on the simple jade slip that Lorraine obtained was a completely evil skill, or it would not be an exaggeration to call it a magic skill. This was something he had never expected. It is undeniable that this mysterious skill has made Lorraine's current strength, but it is a double-edged sword. One thought is heaven, and the other is hell.
Fortunately, Lorraine is a very lucky person and has the yin and yang harmonious aura of the most gentle and tolerant Tai Chi technique, so she was able to suppress this violent aura for so long.
When he went to rescue Kang Mengmeng today, the murderous aura in Lorraine's body was completely aroused. Now the violent aura in his body kept crashing and tilting like a flood, and he had to carry out a difficult and difficult suppression!
"Hiss..."
Lorraine's complexion changed constantly, sometimes rosy, sometimes pale, sometimes even turning livid. The clothes were soaked with sweat, and the chill on the back of the spine invaded, one after another. ... To outsiders, maybe he was just sitting cross-legged quietly on his bed, but in fact, only he knew what kind of pain he was experiencing! !
The collision and struggle between the two auras in his dantian gradually spread uncontrollably throughout his body. At the right time, his entire body dominated the energy and spirit veins, just like millions of poisonous ants with giant pincers biting them. , the pain is excruciating, every inch of the cell is undergoing hellish torture, it cannot be stopped, or even captured, it can only be carried alive! !
"Buzz!... Buzz!... Buzz!..."
Lorraine kept circulating the breath in his body, and the feeling of collision between his inner breath made him feel as if he was between an iceberg and a flame. It was as if his body was being torn apart to two extremes. He could not calm down for a long time. He could even faintly detect the sound of the repulsive breath.
His body was shaking constantly, and the pain made him unbearable and even intensified. Lorraine finally found a critical point of equilibrium.
He was overjoyed, but he didn't dare to exaggerate. He quickly sensed the two mutually exclusive auras in his body towards the critical point of faint compatibility, and then, from this slight point of contact, he felt as if he was peeling off strands of tolerance. Hehe…
Ten minutes passed...
One hour…
Three hours…
I don’t know how long it took, Lorraine finally took a deep breath. After a weak moan, he seemed to be deflated and slumped on the chest. His eyes were closed tightly, and there was no Open. He fell directly into sleep.
No matter how exhausted his body was, Lorraine's mental state was always very good, and the two breaths finally showed signs of fusion due to Lorraine's unremitting efforts. After less than half an hour of drowsiness, Lorraine opened her eyes.
"ah… "
Lorraine propped up his body. He was not tired physically, but the power of his inner breath showed signs of being weakened. This was understandable. The two originally huge breaths were gradually showing signs of merging. It would take a long time. Time and maintenance.
Although his current fighting strength may not be as good as before, after the complete integration, Lorraine will be reborn.
According to his estimation, it is possible that his strength will be improved by one to two levels compared to before! !
You know, this is not a mythical world, this is real life. If a person's power only doubles, that is no small matter! What's more, under Lorraine's current strength level, it has skyrocketed by one to two levels!
"Hiss... Huh..."
After repeating the breathing again, a few minutes later, Lorraine finally stabilized her condition to the present.
"Before... it was so dangerous..." Lorraine wiped a cold sweat and was secretly frightened. I am afraid only the person involved can know how dangerous the situation just now was. One thought of heaven, one thought of hell, these words are indeed true. If he had been a little careless just now, Lorraine would have no doubt that due to the violent aura backlash, his inner breath and pulse would be dispersed and disordered, thus becoming a Useless person!
After suppressing the feeling of fear, Lorraine gathered her thoughts and looked at the time.
It's around two o'clock in the morning now. Kang Mengmeng and Han Xuan must have fallen asleep, right
When he thought of Kang Mengmeng, for some reason, Lorraine's mind quickly flashed to the fragments of SpongeBob SquarePants' fabric and cotton wadding that were shattered on the dirty and slippery ground in the alley. The importance of this doll to Kang Mengmeng made her feel a little distressed.
This is not the kind of distress for a lover, but sympathy for a stubborn girl.
Thinking about it, Lorraine sat up, took a hot shower, changed out of his sweat-soaked clothes, and quietly walked downstairs. He walked to the door of Kang Mengmeng's room, pricked up his ears, and quietly Under the circumstances, he faintly heard two relatively calm and even breathing sounds.
He knew clearly in his heart: Han Xuan should be accompanying Kang Mengmeng in the bedroom, and the two little girls should be asleep, right
After putting on her shoes, Lorraine packed her keys and walked out of the apartment door.
Light a cigarette, exhale deeply, and watch the wispy smoke lingering and rising. Under the reflection of the blue moonlight, it reveals a fatal sense of mystery. He suddenly wanted to do something very boring or even "bad" - to help Kang Mengmeng bring back SpongeBob, even if it was broken into millions of pieces of scum, he would bring it back.
If we have to find the root of the matter, all of this really happened because Lorraine brought the three animals from dormitory 408 back and then "killed" Kang Mengmeng's doll, which he regarded as his own life. If it hadn't been for that, Han Xuan would not have let Kang Mengmeng sleep in the house, and Kang Mengmeng would not have run out, let alone met the hooligans late at night, been intercepted, and bullied, putting her emotions on her heartlessly. Tear apart and trample to pieces.
Fortunately, he arrived in time, and Kang Mengmeng was not really violated. If it did lead to further tragedy, Lorraine would have an explanation for herself, let alone Kang Mengmeng's brother Kang Shaojie. I don’t know how to face it either.
He was gradually able to understand the reason for the formation of Kang Mengmeng's current personality.
Walking slowly on the dark night road in the early morning, Lorraine smoked a cigarette alone, accompanied by the faint sparks of the cigarette butt, and walked to the place where Kang Mengmeng was originally bullied.