Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-First: The Great Dry Wind and Clouds (Thirty-six)
The little gai'er looked at Heizi tremblingly. He didn't expect that Wu Mingkong would assign him such a task.
Get the saliva of Kurosko.
This difficulty is small, but it can be said to be large.
"Brother Dog, look, can you spit?" The little beggar tried to communicate.
But Kuroko ignored him at all and turned her head to look at him.
The little beggar made up his mind and went up directly, reaching out toward Heizi's mouth.
He wanted to take it out directly, but how could Heizi let him succeed? A warning growl emanated from his throat. As long as the little beggar dared to reach out, Heizi would definitely bite half of his body, ensuring that the little beggar would still be alive when he vomited it out.
Heizi's sudden roar scared the little beggar and ran away without looking back with a whoosh.
But when he found out that Heizi was not chasing him, he calmed down and carefully picked and chose in the inn and kitchen under the name of Wu Mingkong, and soon he hugged a big meat chop.
Heizi looked at the bloody raw meat chop in front of him, and had no appetite in his heart. Not to mention that it doesn't have to eat. Guangwu Mingkong told it not to pay attention to this little beggar, and Heizi would not eat it.
Time passed by minute by minute, and Heizi didn't eat the soft and hard time. Most of the time had passed since the incense stick given by Wu Mingkong, which made the little beggar really anxious.
This is a good opportunity for him to break away from his status as a beggar and become a superior person. He doesn't want to lose it like this.
And I was lost by this weird and funny method.
Although the little beggar was anxious at this time, Wu Mingkong was not anxious or slow down.
He was debugging a bottle of potion in his hand, which was blood potion.
Although it is not various monsters in the wizard world, it is just some ordinary beasts in the Daqian world.
But this does not mean that the quality of this bottle of bloodline potion is not good, but rather a synthetic bloodline carefully prepared by Wu Mingkong.
Wu Mingkong extracted the various wild beasts, fused them with each other, extracted their advantages, deleted their shortcomings, and fused the artificial synthetic bloodline called the Crazy Beaster.
Although the initial strength may not be as good as those bloodline wizards, the mad beastman who is better than Wu Mingkong's bloodline has a relatively large room for development compared to the later stage.
This crazy beast is also the transformation precedent on Wu Mingkong's hand called the Beast God General. Originally, Wu Mingkong wanted to transform Li Tie, a disabled person who was sold to bury his father in reality, into a Beast God General. The experiment was almost done, and it was almost time to get started. Unfortunately, he was delayed by the refining of the Sun and Moon Cave Heaven, so he had no time to do it.
Now it happened to hit one, Wu Mingkong first modulated the crazy beast. If the subsequent performance of the little beggar made Wu Mingkong satisfied or had a very high degree of fit, Wu Mingkong would not mind letting the little beggar become a beast god general first. Of course, this is a long-term plan.
"It's almost done, this kid will call him Tiexue in the future."
Wu Mingkong didn't care what the little beggar was called before. Anyway, as long as he survived the transformation of the Crazy Beaster's potion, he would call him Tiexhou.
After calculating the time, Wu Mingkong felt that it was almost done.
When I got off the floor, I saw the little beggar getting angry and forced to get rid of the black man's mouth. It seemed that he was forced to do nothing and was unwilling to give up, so I could only give it up.
Wu Mingkong did not stop him. Although Heizi had a temperature of thousands of degrees in his mouth, he usually felt that he was isolated from the fin on Heizi's body. But if he really wanted to reach out to take it, he would probably lose his hand.
Of course, Heizi would definitely not let him take it, after all, this thing is disgusting.
When Heizi saw Wu Mingkong coming down, his huge body was extremely sensitive, he jumped directly to Wu Mingkong with one leap, ignoring the little beggar at all.
The little beggar also saw Wu Mingkong at this time, and his face turned pale and his heart was ashamed.
"Hero, I..."
"You guy is pretty good, let's go."
Wu Mingkong said it very vaguely and did not directly explain what it meant.
The little beggar who had already given up was frightened by the sudden surprise: "Yes, hero."
Wu Mingkong rode on Heizi and left the city directly. Wuqing and Zhui Ming followed him step by step. This made the little beggar. His body, which was already thin due to malnutrition, could not keep up.
Fortunately, Wu Mingkong deliberately adjusted his speed, so that the little fiancée could barely follow, otherwise he would have fallen behind long ago.
The little beggar hung behind panting, and when it was completely gone, Wu Mingkong stopped the Heizi.
The little beggar who was behind was like a small black dot, growing bigger bit by bit.
After waiting for a cup of tea, the little beggar followed.
"From today on your name, your name is Tiexue." Wu Mingkong looked at the little beggar who was following him indifferently.
The little beggar was not even breathing, but he still shouted loudly: "Yes, hero."
Wu Mingkong appeared behind Tie Hand like a ghost, injecting the crazy beast potion directly into his neck.
"Don't call me a hero, I want to call me a lord."
Before the iron hand could react, a burning heat in the blood came with severe pain.
"ah...."
A heart-wrenching howl echoed throughout the deserted and empty area, and the iron hand was directly defeated by the sudden burst of pain in his body.
The whole person fell to the ground, bowing like a prawn, and countless bright red spread in his skin.
His internal organs seemed to be swallowed by something terrifying, and his blood vessels were like sharp blades flowing.
This is actually the illusion of Iron Hand. His internal organs were not swallowed at all, but were dissolved. The crazy beast was reconstructing his internal organs, and there was no sharp blade flowing in the blood vessels. It was purely because the blood flow was too fierce, and the blood vessels could not bear it, which burst the blood vessels.
None of these are the problems, the real horror is his appearance.
The skin was falling off bit by bit, and pieces of shiny strange tissue between scales and carapace were growing again. His forehead was wriggling abnormally, as if some kind of organ was being born.
At this time, Tie Hand had no strength to wail, his whole body was filled with severe pain, and even his hard skull had inexplicable changes. He felt that his face had been deformed by the bones.
Wu Mingkong just watched this scene and kept recording various data about the changes in Tie Hand. This is a very important data. Regarding the exclusivity of human foreign gene transplantation, if Tie Hand survives and does not die, then his follow-up will definitely be easier than Wuqing and Zhu Sheng.
After all, Wuqing and Zhuisheng need materials and the other need cultivation, so the iron hand is much simpler. Wu Mingkong takes air conditioning to prepare a potion, and his strength will be doubled immediately after injection.
The latter can even be loaded with artificial magical powers, which is like a cheat.
Of course, every transformation will be accompanied by extremely severe pain, which is the price of cheating.
Chapter completed!