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"How did you know?" Han Xiaodong was taken aback, he hadn't had time to tell K about what he had experienced with the main god.

Now K directly asked him to keep Fengbie, which puzzled him greatly.

Over the years, the main god has always erected a wall against K. Although he can enter the world of the main god, the main god is obviously very unwelcome to K, and he is also capable of blocking K, who seems to be omnipotent. Outside.

"Wang Jiayuan told me that she said that it took a lot of effort for the Lord God to send this thing to you. Although it has a physical body now, it is actually a transformed form, not a real turtle.

That's why his body can only be so small. After all, the transmission of energy consumes too much energy over such a long distance. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that Wang Jiayuan had clones on both sides, even the main god wouldn't be able to send it here.

The reason why the Lord God values ​​this turtle so much is because this thing shares its life with you, so it will definitely do its best to help you.

On the other hand, it is because it is a well-known greedy beast in the demon world, feeding on demon power. Let me put it this way, do you know what it is useful for? "

I don't know if K was afraid that Han Xiaodong would really give away the tortoise this time, so he didn't try to keep him entertained, but explained the whole story clearly and clearly.

Hearing K's explanation, Han Xiaodong suddenly realized that the power used by his skills is the power of nature, but the power used by the demon cultivator is the power of demons. The difference between the two can be said to be very different.

If the wind turtle can eat monster power, it means that it has a demon cultivator's nemesis on its side, so it's no wonder that it can find the weakness of those monsters.

Although he experienced a battle in the demon world, after returning long ago, Han Xiaodong found that all the skills he had used in the demon world had disappeared, leaving only the power of the king's heart to use.

The only benefit brought to him by a trip to the Demon Realm is that he has a comprehensive understanding of the skills of the Demon Cultivator. At least he will not be at a disadvantage when he meets the opponent's master again. From this point of view, this wind turtle is really useful .

Of course, this nemesis is still a gift version right now, and it is estimated that it will not be used in a short time. Even in the ark, there are not so many dark mutants.

Seeing that He Xi couldn't let go of Fengbie, Han Xiaodong coughed lightly, and said to He Xi: "Sister Xi, this turtle... I still have use, I'm afraid I can't give it to you."

When He Xi heard this, he immediately widened his eyes: "You are useful? This is your tortoise? Where is yours written on it? Just now you said you didn't know what it was? Besides, you have been lying here for five days , without even opening your eyelids, how did it become yours? Do you have evidence?"

Faced with He Xi's barrage of questions, Han Xiaodong had a headache. It's really hard to explain this matter. He can't explain to her that someone sent it from a million light-years away, right?

If she believed it, she would be called a ghost!
Seeing that He Xi hugged the little turtle so much, Han Xiaodong could only take a deep breath, and shouted at Fengbie: "Pikachu, come back to me!"

This was originally what he called the undead when he summoned the undead, because he hadn't had time to name Fengbie, so after thinking about it for a long time, he could only call this guy that.

Unexpectedly, Fengbie listened to his call, not only did not return to his side immediately, but lowered his neck, turned his buttocks and fell directly into He Xi's chest!

"You little bastard!" Han Xiaodong's hair was about to stand up when he saw this, and he leaned out to grab Fengbie's head. Not only did his blood spirit not listen to his summons, but he was still making a fool of him here. Uncle can bear it, but aunt can't bear it either!
Seeing Han Xiaodong leaning out, He Xi glared at him immediately: "What? What are you doing? You still have to do it, don't you? And Pikachu! Why don't you care about it being called Kumamon?! Thank you for thinking it out! No! , mine!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left the house with Fengbie, and went to find something to eat for the little guy.

Seeing that He Xi, who was going to make food for himself, took Fengbie away, and even scolded him, Han Xiaodong lay powerlessly on the bed, only feeling a buzzing in his head, and now he felt that he was staying in the devil world. Nothing wrong with that.

Duan Muxiu saw the problem inside, he knew that Han Xiaodong would never snatch a little turtle for no reason, but he couldn't do anything about He Xi, so he just smiled, walked over and patted Han Xiaodong on the shoulder:

"Okay, Sister Xi has liked little turtles and rabbits since she was a child. Let her play for two days, and she will return it to you when she has played enough."

Glancing at Duanmuxiu, Han Xiaodong thought that he had no choice but to do so. Although he was very capable, he couldn't really fight He Xi for the sake of a wind turtle. In the end, he must be the one who was unlucky.

Rubbing his temples vigorously, Han Xiaodong closed his eyes and fell back on the bed again. Forget it, he believed Duanmuxiu's words once, and stopped thinking about these headaches for the time being.

Duan Muxiu saw that he fell back on the bed with a look of lovelessness, and wanted to let him have a good rest, so she went out to prepare dinner for him.

Lying alone on the bed, Han Xiaodong began to recall his experiences in the past few days. He had to take a good look at the skills of magic repair. This tossing made his mind feel like a paste. Now he needs to organize his memory and let K store it. .

Just as he was sorting out Moxiu's skill spectrum, a very faint voice came to his ears: "Master, are you alright?"

The sound was very small, but very clear. When it came to Han Xiaodong's ears, it was like a needle piercing his flesh, making him sit up suddenly.

It is soulless!
After looking around in the room for a long time, Han Xiaodong did not see Wuhun's shadow. Thinking of this ghost-like guy, Han Xiaodong's scalp went numb for a while. If Duanmuxiu and He Xi saw Wuhun's real body, it would definitely be another It's a big storm, you know, Wuhun is just a piece of human skin!
"Sister Wuhun, where are you?" Han Xiaodong stood on the ground and asked quietly.

At this moment, the door opened with a creak, and Duanmuxiu was walking into the room with a tray in his hand. When he saw Han Xiaodong, he froze in place, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

Looking at Duanmuxiu's appearance, Han Xiaodong knew that he was definitely not looking at him, because the direction of his pupil focus was behind him, and Han Xiaodong clearly saw two figures in his pupil, one was himself, The other is the woman standing behind him.

"This is..." Duanmuxiu was stunned for a long time before asking.

The situation in front of him was a bit embarrassing. He just went out for a while, and a woman appeared in Han Xiaodong's room, and she was standing behind Han Xiaodong. This incident is a bit difficult to explain.

Han Xiaodong immediately turned sideways, letting out Wuhun, who was dressed in smart clothes.

Only then did he realize that Wuhun's image had changed drastically. Although his appearance remained the same as before, his skin was much more delicate and fairer. That face was a typical big beauty, even more beautiful than Wang Jiayuan and Anna in terms of appearance.

"That, this is..."

Han Xiaodong just wanted to introduce, but Wuhun stretched out his hand to Duanmuxiu first: "My name is Wuhun, and I am Mr. Han's personal bodyguard. I am grateful for your meticulous care during this time."