The ingot's fingers groped from the middle of the black stick to the tip, trying to see if it had become heavier for no reason, and if there was any mechanism on the black stick that could be touched, because the ingots did not find anything special about it by relying only on their eyes. Under the touch of the pen "Fun", you can feel www.biquge.info upper part of the black stick is slightly thicker than the lower part, and the relief on the surface seems to only play a decorative role, and there is no strange place. And the ingots had guessed that there would be something pulling the black stick underground, and they didn't find it, and the ingot's fingers passed through the bottom, except for the body of Bimang wrapped around the black stick, and there was no obstacle.

The only thing that had been ignored by the ingots before was that near the top of the black stick, there were four squares, no more than two inches long, and the highest part was not an inch, and the ornament in the shape of half an autumn leaf was thicker than ten leaves stacked on top of each other. Yuanbao's fingers twisted and pinched the ornament and tried it in turn, but there was no reaction from the black stick.

The dead branches and leaves under the black stick that were flattened by the beasts were actually very soft, and the ingots could leave obvious footprints without effort, while the black sticks that made the ingots feel as heavy as a mountain did not fall at all. From this, the ingots guessed that it was not that the black stick was heavy, but that it was controlled by a force that the ingots had not yet discovered.

Yuan Bao doesn't know how to crack this power, Bi Mang's lower body seems to be controlled by this force, and Bi Mang's upper body can move freely, does this prove that the scope of the power is very small, if you move the black stick some positions, is Bi Mang free?

The fingers of the ingots slipped on the upper part of the black rod near the top, and it was impossible to pick it up from the middle, so it might be lighter to lift it from one end. The four leaf-shaped ornaments near the top are a bit of a nuisance, and the palms of the hands are out of the way, so the fingers can't get out of the way. At the same time as the palm of the ingot's hand exerted force, the black stick seemed to tremble imperceptibly, and only then did he find a position to exert a good force, but the ingots didn't care too much.

Because the muscles in the arms and body of the ingots were tensed, the power was transmitted to the palm holding the top of the black stick, and the ingots screamed in fright.

At that moment, Yuanbao's hand was sucked by the black stick and couldn't move, and then there was a tingling pain in his fingertips. From the palm of the hand where the ingots held the black stick, a faint golden light overflowed that could only be discovered by looking closely. The golden light that flowed from the palm of the ingot's palm looked no thicker than a human hair, and it was connected to the black stick to form a golden ring, which slowly moved from the end of the ingot's grip to the other end like water.

The golden halo clinged to the surface of the black rod, sliding between Bimang's body and the black rod, and in the blink of an eye, the golden aura swam the entire black rod before disappearing at the end of the black stick. The golden light swam by, and the black rod seemed to have been thoroughly cleaned, and the yellow, yellow, green, and green spots and dirt that had been stained on the black stick for many years all disappeared, becoming dusty, and even Bimang's body was cleaned clean.

The suction that stuck to the palm of the ingot's hand disappeared when the dirt was gone, and the black rod glowed with a faint black light. Yuanbao's hand never let go, and this time he pulled back violently. The four leaf-like ornaments on the side of the black stick near the top were plucked by the ingot's fingers, and the movement was too small, although it rolled half a circle, the ingots and Bimang's minds were not on the black stick, and they didn't pay attention to it for the first time.

"I'm sorry ingots, it's all for me and you got hurt!"

The stinging pain on his fingers kept drilling into the heart of the ingot, and it was so intense that he couldn't stop it. In the process of training, the ingots have also rolled down the slopes of high or low mountains more than once, and sometimes hit trees, and the pain is not as severe as the finger stinging at the moment. The hand had been withdrawn, and after a long while, the pain that made the ingots no longer so sharp and easy to bear.

Raising his hand, Yuan Bao looked at the finger that was stabbed by some unknown sharp weapon very carefully, and felt that it should not be the four half-leaf shaped decorations on the black stick, which Yuan Bao had tried before, they were not sharp at all, so thick, there was no blade at all, on the tip of the middle finger, Yuan Bao only saw a drop of blood that was already the size of a bean, and the wound was covered by blood droplets, and it was estimated that it would not be big.

This is the first time that there has been a wound on Yuanbao's body, there have been so many painful experiences in the past, this is the first time that blood has appeared, and there should be more than one drop of blood, the blood that flowed out when the finger was punctured should have been smeared on the black stick, and now the blood on the finger is constantly oozing, and it has become a big drop, crumbling on the tip of the finger.

Bi Mang's body turned straight upside down towards the ingots, and it was very difficult to elongate his body in this way, because he had to bear the pain, and he could find that Bi Mang's body was trembling slightly.

"Yuanbao, your blood is very special, I have always been very sensitive to treasures, I feel that your blood is a treasure, and it will be very good for my body, can you, can you give me a drop of your blood, just give me a drop?"

Bimang's eyes revealed a thick longing, and there was an eager brilliance flowing out of his pupils, and his stiff body trembled more obviously because of the exertion, perhaps some irrepressible excitement. Despite the painstaking straightening of her body that made Bi Mang very uncomfortable and even painful, Bi Mang still insisted intently.

Bimang's female voice is more subtle than Sister Ruyi's, and a trace of shyness can be heard in her pleading tone. If it were Sister Ruyi, she would never beg so softly, whether she agreed or not, maybe she didn't even bother to say hello, and she just started grabbing.

The injured experience Yuan Bao has already experienced, and the impression is still relatively deep, but the taste of pain in the heart is not very good, and the feeling of a drop of blood on his finger is also not very good. Hearing Bi Mang's pleading voice, Yuan Baobao dismissed the idea of preparing to put the tips of his fingers, but now he can't see the blood droplets that continue to grow bigger and tremble slightly from his fingers.

Is this blood really that special? Bimang is a bit exaggerated, a drop of blood can be said to be a treasure. The color of the round blood droplets was very red, so red that they seemed to have a faint bloom, and the fingertips moved slightly, the blood was very thick, and it did not slip off the fingertips as easily as the water droplets. Yuan Bao felt that the trembling blood droplets were a bit like a small cluster of flames, and in the slightly beating red flames, a faint golden halo could be faintly seen.

"I'm human, my blood should not be the same as your blood, but my blood is not a treasure, why do you want my blood, does my blood really help your illness?"

Bi Mang thought for a moment and nodded very seriously. But Yuan Bao admired that his own blood was endless, and he was slow to send a drop of his finger to Bimang.

"It's going to work, I've never missed my feelings, can't I exchange my essence blood with you?"

Bi Mang didn't know that Yuan Bao was not reluctant, but the first time he saw his own blood, the freshness had not yet passed, and Bi Mang said that his blood was a treasure, and he had to study it more, so he looked at it twice. It is impossible for the blood that comes out to return to the body, and it always has to be discarded, so what's wrong with Bimang? It's just that Yuanbao's slow movement made Bimang misunderstand, thinking that Yuanbao had something to think, so he had no choice but to propose the conditions of exchange. It was very difficult for Bi Mang to make such a decision, her embarrassment was not her reluctance to give up her blood, but her body was weak, and she was a little powerless.

Hearing that Bi Mang was going to exchange his own blood, Yuan Bao immediately understood that his actions were misunderstood by Bi Mang. Bimang's impression of ingots is still very good. It hurts so much when only a drop of blood is punctured on his finger, the size of the ingots is so big, but Bimang's body is so small, if a drop of blood also flows out, it will definitely be stronger than the pain felt by the ingots, I don't know how many times stronger!

Yuanbao's actions were misunderstood again. Before, she pleaded so sincerely, but Yuan Bao didn't agree, so as soon as she offered to exchange her essence and blood, Yuan Bao Bao sent it over with a drop of blood on her finger. Bi Mang's gaze turned around as he kept staring at the ingot's fingers, and then his body began to sway very slowly as if he was swimming in the water.

"What's wrong with you, Bimang?"

Yuan Bao shouted in surprise. Because of the swaying Bimang's body, twitched from the bottom up, and the green and verdant color on his body was so obviously dull because of the body twitches. The head that turned away with Bimang's gaze turned back after the body convulsions stopped, the small mouth opened, and a drop of blood floated out of the mouth, and the blood bead was controlled by Bimang with some force, and it slowly floated towards the fingers stretched out by the ingot.

Bimang's blood is also red, so Yuanbao understands that the blood should be red. And Yuanbao's previous worries have also been confirmed, Bimang's body is so small, how much blood can there be? Although the blood beads flying out of her mouth were less than half the size of the blood droplets on the tips of Yuanbao's fingers, Bimang was also dragged down to the point that not only the color on her body was obviously dim, but there was also a strong tiredness and even pain in her eyes.

"My essence blood is also very good, if it weren't for my spirit being gone, getting this drop of my essence blood would allow you to get some of my strength, but there are still a lot of benefits in my essence blood, now you should agree, right?"

Bimang's voice was much weaker than before, but he still didn't forget to boast about his essence and blood. Yuan Bao found that there was still a difference between the blood of humans and beasts. Bimang's blood is not as bright as his, Bimang's body is turquoise, maybe her blood also has turquoise, so the color of her blood beads looks red with purple, and in Bimang's blood beads, the ingots do not develop a golden halo.

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