Sweat mixed with blood rendered Jiang Qingming's face extremely weird, and Jie'er didn't dare to stand aside carelessly and watch her changes.

The teeth gradually relaxed, and the unconscious fragmented ** overflowed. Jiang Qingming felt as if she was in the sea, drowning in this pain in this ups and downs, and wanted to resist but felt powerless.

"Gather your mind!" Jie'er's voice made her feel a pain in her spirit, and then a holy power poured down from above her head, and it was much easier at once.

Just when Jiang Qingming felt that she could relax, Jie'er said again: "No matter how much pain you have, you must keep your mind and concentrate!" Soon Jiang Qingming realized the meaning of Jie'er's first sentence, and when the external force was withdrawn, the overwhelming pain suddenly came up. I couldn't help screaming, and my body shook violently like chaff.

It was a convulsion of the muscles of the whole body, Jie'er indifferently watched a wisp of blood flow out of the corner of Jiang Qingming's mouth, if this child really couldn't resist the impact, she could only forcibly take this energy out of her body.

Jiang Qingming didn't know what Jie'er thought, but she felt that this kind of pain must bring her a lot of gains, while the pain was in pain, while hoping that it wouldn't hurt too much, she felt that the pain was not enough, and she got used to it in this inhuman pain.

Jie'er first noticed that something was wrong, the child's expression became more and more indifferent, a thin mist of blood sprayed out from her pores, gathered around her body, and slowly condensed into a blood cocoon, Jie'er's eyes widened like a ghost, and she couldn't imagine what was happening in front of her......

A few strange runes appeared in Jiang Qingming's mind, those runes were complex and beautiful, she had definitely not seen them, but the strange thing was that she understood the meaning of these runes: Feathers? So what is it exactly?

When she thought this, a little light appeared, and the shrunken version of Jie'er's real body just looked at her with scarlet eyes open and tilted her head.

"You're not from the Feather Flipping Clan?"

"Of course not." This all appeared in her mind, and Jiang Qingming didn't know how to tell this little beast her thoughts.

"It is rare that you are a human being, and you have such a relationship with us."

So this is a feather? Jiang Qingming said secretly. The strange thing is that since the little beast appeared, all the pain in her body has disappeared.

"Since you have a deep relationship with us, it is good to inherit our lineage."

Inherit the legacy of the feather! If I'm not mistaken, Feather Flip should be a light type Warcraft, right?

"The younger generation is not a light magician, and he can't bear the love of his predecessors." Although it is a very powerful ability, it is still necessary to be self-aware.

The little beast looked very disdainful, and said in an old-fashioned tone that Jiang Qingming couldn't understand: "Although I am surprised by your magic power, but all things have something in common, although this magic power is divided into ten, these ten also originate from one. ”

Jiang Qingming seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and was glared at by the little beast's disgusted eyes, and saw the little beast go away at the speed of light, "All cognition comes from the spirit, I will engrave the mysteries of our clan in your spiritual realm, and I hope you will comprehend it diligently." ”

As if his head had been pricked by a needle, a milky white trace suddenly appeared in Jiang Qingming's spiritual realm.

"It's!" Jie'er actually screamed in surprise, and behind the blood cocoon, a feather was majestic and proud.

"Has it been recognized by our people?" After thinking for a while, Jie'er scolded with a smile: "There really is that little ghost!" ”

So this is the secret of the inheritance of the Feather Clan? Jiang Qingming looked at the traces like eyes with a little apprehension and expectation, and her heart was itching.

It doesn't matter what the little feather means? Jiang Qingming smiled, and his spiritual power directly entered the inheritance imprint of the Feather Clan, in the milky white world, the golden runes appeared densely in the air, Jiang Qingming couldn't help but touch it with his hand, and all the runes were alive? It jumped into her mind.

"Feathering?" Jiang Qingming muttered, it was a secret technique that could fly, and he could use his magic power to simulate two wings, a thousand miles a day.

It's so powerful! Jiang Qingming was taken aback, flying is the biggest dream of human beings, it is an infinite desire for freedom, although the magic power can fly to a certain extent, but having wings is still a novel experience.

Jiang Qingming was immersed in her own world, completely forgetting that Jie'er was waiting outside, and she was already impatient.

Jie'er's blood energy was magically absorbed by Jiang Qingming's body, and the blood cocoon gradually faded, Jiang Qingming's body had a layer of milky white brilliance constantly circulating, Jie'er went around her back, as expected, there was a shrunken feather mark on the back of her neck, which was a unique totem of the Feather Clan, and she glanced at her with envy and hatred, even if she had the purest bloodline of Feather Flip, it would take a certain amount of luck to get the inheritance, but I didn't expect a human to rely on some blood to achieve it?

"But why isn't this girl awake?" Jie'er couldn't help but worry. (To be continued.) )

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