"Looking at Jing Yang's age, he is definitely not a lover. So, he is the princess's illegitimate son?"

"And the strange thoughts of death in his heart were left behind by the princess after her death?"

"This is consistent with what he said about his heart becoming like this after his mother passed away..."

"The only thing that is difficult to explain is why the obsession left behind by a mother after her death can leave such unpredictable hidden dangers to her child's body."

"Is it because of what happened during her lifetime that she regretted and even resented the child... But thoughts after death, unless they are imposed during life and then strengthened and solidified by obsession after death, will have a relatively complex mechanism.

"The remaining thoughts that burst out temporarily when dying are often very pure in purpose, and the mechanism is not too complicated..."

"The thoughts in Jing Yang's heart are chaotic, complicated, and very unstable. It doesn't look like something his mother put on him during his lifetime and was strengthened after his death, nor does it look like it was formed when his obsession burst out when he was about to die..."

"Instead, it's more like a variety of irreproducible factors colliding in an extremely difficult-to-reproduce coincidence to improvise such a result."

Walking on the road, Biyou turned into a dead fish-eye without realizing it, "Ah, I accidentally followed the analysis, and I was busy working in vain..."

She raised her hand to reveal her mobile phone, which was more relaxing than surfing the Internet.

…

"It's not like there's nothing gained."

In the hotel room, Jing Yang sat cross-legged on the sofa and pondered, "Since Dr. Rabbit said that the thoughts in my heart are too complex, there are at least three or four kinds... Where did the three or four kinds come from? My godmother's obsession before she died.

, and what about the baby's own desire to live? What else? Bro, the... certain energy that came with me when I traveled through time?"

The classic mysterious and unknown energy that comes with time travel turns into a strange thought after following the local customs. After piecing it together, it finally becomes the ghost thing it is now, attached to the heart of my buddy?

Since it has something to do with something as trivial as time travel, I guess it won't backfire casually and kill myself as a time traveler, right?

Jing Yang smacked his lips and touched his heart.

Another cold little hand pressed on his hand.

Jing Yang raised his eyes and met Xiaodi's gaze. The lavender eyes behind his spectacles looked at him quietly.

"I'm fine."

Jing Yang consoled him, "At the latest this year... oh, early next year, in January, let's go to the Hunter Association headquarters."

"How about we get a hunter's license together and have this disease checked out?" he asked with a smile.

"Yeah." Xiaodi nodded.

"Come on, give me a hug." Jing Yang opened his arms, "Can I really be considered a patient now?"

Xiaodi opened her hands and said, "Let me hug you."

Jing Yang understood her logic - since you are a patient, it is my turn to care about you, so I should hug you and comfort you, right?

Jing Yang smiled, crossed his legs on the sofa, hugged Xiao Di's thigh, leaned in, and rested his head on Xiao Di's flat abdomen.

The head is heavy...

…

The next day, at nearly 7 o'clock in the morning, the same group of martial artists gathered again at the same back mountain training ground.

Everyone was in groups, whispering, waiting for Nitro to come out.

Jing Yang was in a good mood. He tried it yesterday and found that the increase in the amount of thought was significantly improved compared to usual. It seems that in the practice of "Jian", the thought energy of "Reflection" was supplemented, which forcibly extended the period of "Jian".

After a while, it really helps to practice. It means that originally I only suffered for more than five hours, but ended up innocently suffering for six hours, which will naturally make up for it.

"If you specifically find someone who can help people recover their mind energy, or even inject their mind energy into others... it may also greatly improve the efficiency of practice!"

Jing Yang thought like this, and Nitro came to the training ground at some point. He was still dressed in the same simple dress as yesterday, smiling and pinching his beard like the barb of a brush. Jing Yang always felt that the old man smiled very treacherously.

When Jing Yang came on stage, he knew why.

Nitro, who was wearing a vest, loose trousers and tight trousers, kicked off his clogs and waved to Jing Yang, "Come on, let's try again today."

The old man was smiling all over his face, but what was even more frightening was that he didn't have any breath in his body.

He has entered "Extreme"?

Or……
Chapter completed!