Only when the sky turned white did Wang Yi lie on the bed. The classroom was empty, and Wang Yi was the only one. Li Mei and Zhu Min gave Wang Yi a good rest on the pretext that Wang Yi's injuries were not healed. Doctor Shen took Xiaoqing to treat the wounded. Xiaoxiangya has become Xiaojing's exclusive place. Every time she goes to bed, she will go to bed, Xiaojing must be accompanied by xiaoxiangya.

Each woman had her own business, but she left Wang Yi in the empty classroom.

"Patta

The weak fire flickered and lit a cigarette between his fingers. I don't know when, Wang Yi couldn't adapt to rest alone. When he struggled in the last life, Wang Yi never had insomnia, let alone lying in a soft bed. As long as he was safe in the previous life, Wang Yi could fall asleep even standing. But now, even though he was overworked, Wang Yi is always energetic.

"Hiss~~

Wang Yi could not help but take a cold breath. Just now he turned over a little, and the pain came from his chest.

"Hasn't the wound healed yet?"

Wang Yi frowned and looked at the skin on his left chest, which slightly stretched out blood.

"The blood flows back, and the broken heart recombines. What's the matter?"

In Wang Yi's eyes, he was puzzled. He had no time to think about why he died and came back to life these two days. Now everything has been solved, but Wang Yi's heart is full of doubts.

That night's killing is vivid in my mind, including the scenes of Li Mei and other women crying after her death. Wang Yi can remember it clearly!

At that time, my heart was broken, and my blood flowed all over the floor, but why was I awake at that time?

"Is there a power in my body?"

Wang Yi's eyes are full of tangles. Don't you know if you have any powers? Besides, what kind of power can make a heart broken and blood drained person live? I'm afraid that even the so-called undead restorative ability will turn into a corpse when the heart is broken!

"How strange!"

Wang Yi couldn't help muttering. It was strange that he was born again, but it made Wang Yi feel even more strange.

It seems that in the dark, something has saved itself again and again.

In the case of Xuzhou airport, the corpse group was clearly a long way away from the airport, but Wang Yi suddenly noticed the danger and asked the team to evacuate in time, which did not cause casualties. There was also the mosquito group. Although he did not escape in the end, before, Wang Yi also felt the danger.

This time, Wang Yi was directly revived, the blood returned, and the heart reorganized!

Thinking of this, Wang Yi couldn't help losing his mind. All this has completely overturned Wang Yi's idea.

"Hoo~

Wang Yi took a long breath. His head was in a mess and he couldn't think of anything clearly. Until the cigarette end burned his finger, Wang Yi regained his mind. He subconsciously opened his finger and let the cigarette end fall on his quilt.

"No!"

Wang Yi reacted quickly. If the cigarette end fell on the quilt, it would burn a hole. Before Wang Yi smoked in bed, he had burned several quilts. Li Mei complained for a long time every time.

It was totally subconscious. Wang Yi just thought that the cigarette end could not fall on the quilt. He was about to reach out and grab it, but the next moment, it made Wang Yi stare.

The cigarette end seemed to have met some barrier. It suddenly stopped falling and suspended between the quilt and Wang Yi's palm.

"Well, what's going on?"

Wang Yi was a little surprised and growled. His arm was shaking slightly with Wang Yi's gasping. However, the cigarette end suspended in the air was undulating up and down with his palm, as if it had some magic power!

"Isn't... A power?"

Wang Yi's eyes flashed. He kept thinking that the cigarette end could not fall down. He shook his arm slightly. The half of the cigarette end seemed to be tied by an invisible line. With Wang Yi's palm shaking from side to side!

"Powers, psychic?"

Wang Yi could not help thinking of all kinds of previous life.

There are three kinds of powers: physical power, Yang Ze, Du Jing, and Li Weiping. They are all part strengthening, speed, strength, and hearing. These powers are the most common. According to statistics of previous generations, one in every 100 people will have physical power. Of course, this data is only obtained by human investigation, and can't be seen in strict accordance with this ratio. Of course, the data is not in strict accordance with this ratio, If it is taken as a reference, there is a certain basis.

The second kind of powers, mutation, Wu Tian of Xuzhou airport and Zhang Kui who just killed, all belong to this kind of powers. The powers of this kind are extremely powerful, and the degree of strangeness is unimaginable. Of course, the proportion is only about one in ten thousand, which is extremely rare.

And the last kind of power is the power that Wang Yi suspected he had, the spiritual power.

Wang Yi had never met the spiritual powers mentioned by others in his previous life. After all, in the last life, Wang Yi was not able to leave the area where Weishan Lake gathered until he died. It was not easy for him to learn so much from frogs at the bottom of the well.

"Is the blood flowing back that night and the heart reconstituting also the reason for this power?"

Doubts flashed in Wang Yi's eyes. He slowly raised his hand. The cigarette end rose with Wang Yi's hand and floated on Wang Yi's chest. It trembled slightly, and even didn't drop any ash!

However, since he could control the cigarette end in the air, it must be reasonable to control the blood flow back. But what Wang Yi didn't understand was that he didn't say he was dead at that time, but the consciousness coma was absolute. But why could he control the power when he was in a coma? This is totally unreasonable.

"Unreasonable?"

Thinking of this, Wang Yi suddenly stopped and his eyes flashed with relief.

If it's unreasonable, I'm afraid rebirth is the most unreasonable thing. Even after this, everything else seems so reasonable.

"Bang Dang~

All of a sudden!

The door of the classroom was suddenly pushed open, Wang Yi was attracted to miss the moment, and forgot to control the burning cigarette end.

"It's too late~~

A burst of sound with the cigarette ends fell on Wang Yi's chest.

"Oh~

Wang Yi let out a cry of pain. His body was like a loach falling into boiling water. He trembled a few times, straightened his chest, and bounced out the cigarette end.

"Brother Yi, what's the taste?"

Ling Xuan stretched out her little hand and kept fanning in front of her nose. She turned around and closed the classroom door tightly, but she stayed in the classroom.

"No, nothing."

Wang Yi's face flashed a look of thinking. The little girl suddenly came in. What was she doing?

"Oh..."

Ling Xuan lowered her head, pulled a long sound, and walked to Wang Yi's bedside step by step.

"Ling Xuan, what can I do for you?"

Seeing that the little girl was about to bump into the bed made of the desk, Wang Yi quickly moved to the side and asked with a worried face.

This little girl has the ability to force Wang Yi to this job.