Silly, daddy can fly!

Feng Ming had never heard of the saying that radishes can nourish qi and blood, he only knew that white radish water can relieve coughs.

But when he ran away just now, the dried radish he was chewing in his mouth really played a big role. If it wasn't for the dried radish, he might have no strength to run after escaping, and he always felt that The dried radish should be a mutated dried radish. After eating it, there is a slightly warm feeling all over the body.

But that's even weirder, isn't it?

Feng Ming thought of this but didn't say it, but took a dried radish handed over by the little old man. He was about to stuff the dried radish into Tutu's mouth, when the little old man next to him started to jump: "You Is this kid trying to kill your friend! How much face and talent he has to be able to eat a whole radish from me, old man!"

"Do you understand one third? One third is enough for him to heal his wounds and replenish his blood! If he eats a whole radish, he will explode and die!"

"Tell you, grandpa, my radish is a great tonic. Remember, you can't eat more tonics, or you will die from nosebleeds and then you want me to accompany you as a rabbit spirit?"

When the little old man said the last four words, he suddenly paused, took a careful look at Tutu's whole body, and then backed up a few steps with an ugly expression on his face. "Let this rabbit spirit stay away from me, Grandpa, I hate rabbits."

Feng Ming inexplicably thought of the food chain, and couldn't help not laughing.

While breaking off a third of the dried radish in his hand that was only as long as a finger, he fed it into Tutu's mouth, and asked with some doubts: "But I just stuffed a whole radish in my mouth and ate it." No nosebleeds either. Tutu is more injured than me, and must need more strength than me, how could he explode?"

The little old man was stunned when he heard this.The small black bean-like eyes slowly widened, and seemed more shocked than finding that Tutu was a rabbit spirit, walked to Fengming's side, looked him up and down, and suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Fengming's wrist.

Feng Ming subconsciously wanted to resist for a moment, but he didn't feel the old man's malice, so he went with the old man.Could it be that this old man is also good at medicine?Well, not out of the question, given his skepticism.

Just as Feng Ming was thinking, he heard the old man utter a weird mutter, and then looked at him with even weirder eyes: "You seem to be a mixed race. No wonder you want to wash the spirit fruit."

Feng Ming was surprised, he only showed his big wings in front of this old man, he didn't show his two wings.Even when he fell into this dirt pit, he subconsciously folded his two pairs of wings to prevent the place from being too small.But the old man can tell that he is a mixed race just by shaking his wrist, which is really amazing.

Feng Ming didn't deny it, he showed his big wings and two wings and greeted Mr. Luobo.

The little old man nodded when he saw Fengming's big wings: "Is this why you can discharge? It looks like Lei Zhenzi's wings, but it seems not the same."

But when he saw Fengming's golden crystal-like wings, his mouth opened slightly. "You can do it, kid. These are the wings of the Kunpeng. It's just that the color is a bit harsh, and it seems incomplete."

The more Feng Ming listened to the little old man's words, the more surprised he felt. This old man really has a vicious vision, and he can judge the power system of his wings just by looking at it.

What surprised him even more was that he didn't say anything about the third child who was his trump card.But the old man actually asked directly: "No, I just sensed that you should be a hybrid of the three lines. Where is your third pair of wings? Don't try to hide my sense, hurry up and ask me to see your third pair of wings." What are the three pairs of wings?"

It was obvious that he was really shocked. This old man could even guess that he had a third pair of wings.

He thought for a while and felt that no matter how precious his identity was, it might not be as precious as the identity that the old man hid, so he said directly: "My third pair of wings haven't grown yet, but now it's behind me It's just that most people can't see it. I haven't fully figured out its power yet, but now I know that it is very sensitive to music, so it should be the blood of Emperor Jiang."

"Well, it should belong to the auxiliary department." Fengming added.

Then I saw the little old man looking at himself with such silly eyes.

Fengming: "...Uh, what's wrong?"

The little old man chuckled a few times: "The hybrid of Kunpeng and Dijiang... No wonder you kid can eat a whole radish from me without exploding. You awakened blood, let alone a radish, I am Pulling out all the hair and eating it for you may not kill you. Hehehe, you little monster is really lucky."

"However, many times, we say that fate or the way of heaven will pile up these things on you alone, which means that you will definitely have to pay more in the future. The so-called capable people can work harder. Heaven will send great tasks to this Humans too, hey, I will give you a little bit of strength and benefits that you can't refuse, and then force you to go to the battlefield."

Feng Ming: "..." I always feel that this old man is planting flags all over his body.

"Besides, Dijiang is an auxiliary department? Hehehehe, Dijiang is an auxiliary department? This is one of the funniest jokes I've ever heard, grandpa. Don't think that the light you saw in the Shan Hai Jing can listen to music The faceless fat ball is the real Emperor Jiang. As the head of the twelve ancestor witches, that fellow is so strong that he can pierce the sky."

The little old man shook his head, as if recalling something from a long time ago.But soon he withdrew his thoughts and looked at Fengming with a smile: "Your boy should be stronger than I thought. Dijiang's blood alone is enough for me to take you there. There are too many rescued idiots." How sure."

"Also, if I'm not mistaken, Grandpa, you want to wash the spirit fruit because you want to wash away the mixed blood power on your body?"

Feng Ming nodded, at this time he had already fed Tutu and Xiong Ba one-third of the dried radishes, and Feng Bo also ate one.After Feng Bo ate the dried radish, he felt that the previously depleted spiritual power in his body was quickly replenished, and even the wounds he suffered in the previous battle were healing at a very fast speed, the expression on his face was not to mention the surprise.What kind of magical dried radish is that!

But at this time, he didn't have the time to care about his own injury, he was more concerned about his cousin's mixed blood situation.

Seeing his surprised expression, the little old man scratched his head triumphantly, and looked at Fengming: "If other bloodlines are mixed, if you want to eat the spirit fruit to wash off the weaker bloodlines, there is a [-]% chance of success. However, Di Jiang and As for Kunpeng’s blood, hehehe, I think you won’t be able to wash it away in eight out of ten.”

Before Feng Ming could speak, Feng Bo said: "Why? The blood power of Feng Ming's third pair of wings is the least in his body. He only had another precise examination half a month ago. The blood power in his body The first pair of Angels accounted for [-]%, the second pair of Pengs accounted for [-]%, and the last pair of Hongs accounted for [-]%."

"So if you eat the spiritual fruit, it should be the one with the greatest possibility of being washed away. Uh, what's going on!?"

Before Feng Bo finished speaking, he felt a gust of wind coming from the back of his head and was beaten.He turned his head and looked around in horror, but really saw nothing.With a square expression on his face, he instinctively looked at his cousin.

Feng Ming looked very calm: "What's wrong?" He just felt the three wings on his back move a few times.

Feng Bo: "..."

The little old man laughed hahaha: "Because you have Dijiang in your bloodline power! Haha, didn't the descendant line account for [-]% in the test before?"

Feng Ming remembered, with a subtle expression on his face: "Yes, it only accounted for [-]% before."

The little old man nodded: "That's right. Although Dijiang's bloodline accounts for the least, it is definitely the most ferocious. Zuwudijiang masters the power of space, and it will slowly grow itself and its power of space. If it is the other weaker blood power, it would have been swallowed by it and assimilated into the power of space. But because it has the least power in your body, the other two are very strong. So the final possibility is that the three of them are in your body. Balance in the body. Then Dijiang finds other ways to increase his strength."

"And among these other methods, there is the method of 'swallowing'. The spirit fruit may be gone before it reaches your stomach!"

Fengming was a little confused: "It can't be so cruel, right? Then, you mean that I don't need to eat the spiritual fruit, can the strength in my body be balanced?" This is a statement that even the research experts from the headquarters have not researched. .But Feng Ming hoped that the power in his body could achieve self-balance, after all, he really didn't want to wash off any wings.It was the reluctance brought about by the power of blood in his body, and it was also the existence that accompanied him in this lonely world.

The little old man shrugged his shoulders: "I'm not sure whether I can achieve balance on my own, grandpa. I have to ask my deadly enemy. He might be able to help you. But the reason why you have been able to mix blood until now is that when your spiritual power exploded, you didn't A large part of the death should be due to the power of Dijiang's space helping you. My guess is that Dijiang's power of space helped you swallow most of the chaotic power in your body during the psychic riot, leaving just enough for you to You bear the forces of chaos that increase your abilities."

"In this way, your strength should increase after every psychic riot."

Fengming nodded.

In the first psychic riot, the big wings grew halfway, and in the second psychic riot, the two wings grew fully.Today is the third time, Three Wings...

Feng Ming quickly reached out to touch the three wings on his back.

Then I found out that Xiao San'er hadn't changed.

"Uh, nothing seems to have changed this time?"

The little old man hehe: "Then I don't know. Maybe it has changed but is hidden."

"That's the power of space. Use your own spiritual energy fluctuations to sense it. Is there any change in the surrounding space?"

Feng Ming glanced at the earth walls that hadn't changed much, closed his eyes half-believingly, and began to use his consciousness and spiritual power to form psionic fluctuations to perceive the surroundings: "I don't think there should be any changes, after all, if there is, I can feel it myself. , Fuck!!!!"

When Feng Ming turned his head 120 degrees to the side, he suddenly stopped. Although he closed his eyes, the expression on his face was like seeing a ghost.

Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck! !What the hell is that big cuboid-shaped thing diagonally above the head! !Why didn't I find it before! ! !

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