Chapter 253 The God-Fated One of Olidamara (a New Update!)
Chapter 253 The God-Fated One of Olidamara (a new update!)
"Ding dong..."
The mobile phone placed on the table rang. According to this time period, it should be a daily push hotspot of a certain squirrel browser.
After hearing the ringing of the mobile phone, Yi Qiu, who was enjoying the honeycomb obtained from the necromancer team's dungeon space, the magic berry as dessert, and the bamboo leaf tea as a drink, immediately made such a thought in his mind judge.
By fusing the blood material of the mind flayer, his brain grooves are no longer as smooth as before.
Yi Qiu casually took the phone over and took a look, only to see a new hot message displayed on the top of the screen: "Shocked! A certain office worker accidentally won a huge bonus of 5 million and resigned from his job in seconds and angrily reprimanded the boss for showing his glory. Finding out that the lottery ticket was fake would kill me.”
Even if there is no yellow squirrel in front, according to this style, we can roughly determine the editorship of this hot news.
Yi Qiu casually clicked on the hotspot information, and a picture was slowly refreshed. In the picture, a vague figure was standing on the roof of an old-fashioned apartment building, and below were crowds of onlookers and lifeguards negotiating nervously.
Although just looking at the pictures, Yi Qiu can still feel the pain, hesitation and despair in his heart.
Maybe he is just an ordinary person who is busy between work and family, and goes through the cycle of reincarnation day after day in ordinary days.
In the company, he may be depressed by his boss. At home, his wife's complaints, his son's crying, and his studies also wear him down.
But a conspiracy or just a prank made his life take a turn. He took a sharp turn on a path where the end could already be seen and entered an unknown swamp.
He broke away from the life that was as cold as a mechanical part, but he was faced with an even more piercing frost.
Maybe he went home happily after berating his boss and shared the joy with his wife and family.
As a result, when I woke up the next day, it was not sunny, but thunder like a farce.
The so-called despair, probably so.
With the deepening of Yi Qiu's meditation practice, his perception of the intense emotions of intelligent creatures is no longer just what he sees in his vision.
Yi Qiu can learn the general direction of emotional fluctuations in the hearts of some parties from the written words and recorded images and pictures of those intelligent creatures whose hearts are gushing out like turbulent emotions.
This is not an uncommon ability for all psionic classes.
In fact, except for certain professions and professions that focus on the study of psionic interference in the material world and the strengthening of limbs, most psionic professions can choose to learn this ability.
In this regard, Qi, which is the interweaving of life energy and spirituality, did not appear to be too unique in the early stages.
But as monks continue to meditate and practice, qi will become more and more different from ordinary psionic energy, that is, it is not pure spiritual energy, but also mixed with a part of life energy.
Qi's origin, which is different from ordinary psionic energy, makes Qi appear more inert in terms of psionic energy, and it is difficult to interfere with the material world.
In a sense, this is also the reason why monks haven't done much research on attack methods like Turtle Qigong and Adogen.
Because this is contrary to the nature of Qi.
Although such an attack can be done by consuming a lot of Qi, it is actually a huge waste.
Yi Qiu patted his bald head, and then casually slid the hot information to the end. It was a short video. The man who committed suicide was crying while hugging his wife downstairs.
Among the crowd watching around, some people were taking photos, some were whispering, it seemed to be noisy, but it was like an isolated island.
But his wife has been comforting him softly, blocking the eyes of the outside world.
The so-called companionship is probably the case.
Yi Qiu looked at the picture, and the back of a certain girl in the crowd seemed familiar to him, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he didn't have a very clear memory.
But Yi Qiu didn't hesitate and turned off the phone directly.
Perhaps, it is not necessarily true that they met honestly in yesterday's environment...
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"Why are you doing this!" Yingyi looked at Aifuya angrily and said.
"Well, why are you so serious, come, have an ice cream." Avya took out a Turkish ice cream from behind like magic, and then handed it to Yingyi's mouth.
Yingyi turned her head away, still looking angry.
"Don't worry, I have prepared a magic spell." Ephya shrugged and said.
It's just useless, if he jumped from more than a dozen floors to treat minor injuries, it would make his death more dignified...
Avya secretly added in her heart.
As the patron of Olidammara, she is an absolute chaotic alignment.
There is no concept of good and evil in her heart, and the meaning of all actions is just because she finds it interesting.
Even if the man died because of her prank, she would be a little depressed at best.
Not because of the man's death, but because of a bad prank she pulled off.
With Olidamara's favor, Avya felt even more disgusted with those who drew a circle with a so-called rule and locked themselves firmly in it.
She doesn't care what kind of bad influence her behavior will have on those people, she just finds it interesting.
And Yingyi is the one who makes Avya feel interesting.
During the day she acts like everyone else in the cycle, but at night she reveals a more real, yet unreal version of herself.
Because of Olidamara's favor, Avya can smell the scents of the souls that make her feel interesting, and the scent of Yingyi is like licorice with a hint of sweetness.
And the ones that bore her stink so disgustingly that she can't bear it.
"And don't you see that he is very happy now?"
Avya pointed to the man in the distance who was hugging his wife tightly and said.
"The more severe the pain you endure, the more mellow sweetness you can enjoy...what do you say, my sweetheart."
Aifuya took a small bite of the ice cream by herself, then picked up Yingyi, and fed the ice cream with her mouth under the terrified eyes of the uncle next to her.
"Well……"
Yingyi tried to struggle, but obviously she couldn't resist Avya, who was already the favored of the gods, so she could only choose to sink...
And at this moment, a cunning light flashed from the corner of Avya's eyes...
No wonder, the painful bee venom is just for others to bear, she only needs to enjoy the sweet honey water...