Chapter Twenty-Six: You're Not Wearing Pants

As the sun sets, the unbearable heat drops slightly. Floating in the air with a faint coolness.

The cone of sand is still in the middle of the avenue. Because the heat of the land is scorching almost every day, although such a road connecting the cities of Selenyar and Valentin was built, the people of the two cities hardly pass through this road, but rely on the coastal road, where the cold winds brought by the sea breeze bring the heat down to a pleasant level.

The purple Ferrari slowed down and finally stopped in front of everyone.

The door opened, and a handsome man stepped down.

"Hi, Ruolan. It's been good lately! The man smiled handsomely, then opened his arms.

"It's really bad if you don't come!" Ling Ruolan politely returned a hug, also smiling.

The corners of Wise Eye's twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: It's really the era of looking at faces. I just looked a little ordinary, but I never got Ling Ruolan's smile. A handsome guy just smiled and made her smile back.

"Thank you so much for today, Babker!" Ling Ruolan said with a smile.

"You're welcome," Babkel also nodded faintly, and then, as if suddenly remembering something, said with a serious face, "Your front is much bigger." Changed to a bigger size of underwear, right? ”

After speaking, the corners of Babker's mouth were slightly hooked, with an evil smile.

"Bang", Ling Ruolan still had a smile on her face, but without warning, she suddenly raised her foot and kicked Babkel out.

The force caused Babker to fall into the open space three or four meters away. The scorching ground scorched Babker's back.

"You're still as violent as ever!" Babkel got up in embarrassment and patted the grains of sand on his clothes, with a wry smile on his face. But there was not the slightest bit of anger. If this scene were seen by the people of Husha, it is estimated that their mouths would fall to the ground in surprise. The noble prince was humiliated and still able to smile freely.

"Hahahaha. Call you to scream, fall a dog and gnaw mud, it's not cool. You may be upset, but I'm so good at watching. Wise was so happy that the corners of his mouth were so bright that he couldn't see his teeth.

"What are you laughing at?" Ling Ruolan looked back as if she had long eyes in the back of her head, with a faint anger on her face.

"I don't know anything!" Wise hurriedly closed his mouth and shook his head, pretending to be dazed.

"Hello. I'm Ishihara. I'm a friend of Mo Xiaosheng. What the hell is wrong with him now? Ishihara, who had been standing on the side and had not spoken, was full of worry. He could see that it was Babker who stopped Mo Xiaojiao.

"Look at his creation!" Babker's original playful smile was put away, and then he glanced at the snipe.

"What do you mean?" Ishihara didn't understand, and he continued to ask.

"Mo Xiaoshu is a non-dragon dragon race. The dragon blood in his body was slowly eroding and transforming the blood in his original body. The dragon's blood was very violent. I guess it was because I saw the blood and was stimulated. What is in his own body, if he can't overcome it himself, may end up with a dead end. The worry on Babkel's face gradually revealed.

"Don't worry. That's going to be fine. Fang Shijue patted Ishihara on the shoulder, "I'm not talking about polite words. ”

"How do you know?" Ishihara's worry did not fade.

"I can see the way you protected you on that rainy night. Those who dare to die for their brothers are all people with great lives. Believe me. Fang Shijue said calmly.

"Thank you!" Ishihara had a faint smile on his face.

"It's going to be fine, don't worry too much!" Babker also hurried to comfort.

While everyone waited quietly. The inside of the sand cone is undergoing a sea change.

The blazing red flames enveloped Mo Xiaosheng's whole body, and his clothes had already been burned to ashes just now. His fiery hair was even more red, dazzlingly red, and white in red.

His eyes were closed, his eyelids twisting and swaying in the flames. The flames circling around his body suddenly slowed down, then condensed together, and then burrowed into Mo Xiaosheng's nose.

Mo Xiaoshu shook violently. The originally pale and pale skin suddenly turned fiery red, as if it had been brushed with red paint. The originally indifferent expression suddenly became distorted. His mouth was slightly open in pain, his face was bitter, and his exposed teeth were bitten together fiercely, with a terrible and very painful appearance.

His hair color began to shift back and forth between red and black, as if struggling.

The flame never came out of his body after it had burrowed into his body. Mo Xiaoshu's body was reflected red from the inside out, as if the firelight was shrouded in a transparent cup filled with oxygen.

After the flames burrowed into the body, they began to rampage unscrupulously, like an ignorant driver who had just gotten his driver's license but had an arrogant face. The flames burst with an extremely manic explosion, and the blood and viscera in his body were shattered, and the blood flowed like a river. If such a terrible picture had fallen on ordinary people, they would have died a long time ago.

But at this time, the dragon's blood had not faded. The perverted dragon's blood is full of absolute power.

The flame suddenly became docile when it met the dragon's blood. The dragon's blood surged with golden light, and the divine aura suddenly filled the whole body, like a heavenly god emperor bathed in holy light.

The originally slow-flowing dragon blood was like being beaten with chicken blood, and it was speeding at an extremely fast speed in every corner of Mo Xiaoju's body, and the metamorphosis recovery ability was vividly displayed at this time. Everywhere the dragon's blood went, everything that had been destroyed was condensing and regenerating at a speed visible to the naked eye. And then it shows a stronger vitality than before. The heart, which was originally burned to nothing by the flames, also condensed and solidified at a perverted speed with the help of the dragon's blood, and then beat vigorously with an absolutely vigorous vitality.

The dragon's blood travels through the heart and joins with the dragon's blood that travels throughout the body. The flames were eroded by the dragon's blood, as if a human being was being strangled by a rope, and the struggle slowly disappeared, and finally all melted into the dragon's blood.

The small stream of dragon blood that had devoured the flames was once again golden again, and with surging power, it flew through all the organs of the body and then returned to the heart.

This dragon blood stayed in the heart for a moment, and then it was like a phoenix reborn from the fire. That flame was born again in an unprecedented form, like a small spark rooted in the center of Mo Xiaosheng's heart.

The flames began to converge into a dazzling light, turning into a small round red bead.

The red bead floats in the center of the heart and then spins at high speed. It's getting faster and faster. I saw a very large number of pale golden branches breaking through the surface of the red beads like fast-growing branches, and then elongating, branching, and elongating again.

The heart seems to be occupied by a spider's web. In a matter of seconds, the thin golden threads took up all the space in the heart, and the red beads floated in the center before gradually stopping.

Gradually, the red color of the red bead faded and turned into a colorless black bead.

At the same time, a faint, faint, smaller red bead appeared in the gap between the connected gold threads, as if it were stuck there.

It was not until this moment that the five internal organs were reborn and returned to their places, and Mo Xiaoju's body returned to its former calm.

Look at the outside of the body. The crimson color was fading from the ends of the hair to the roots at a speed visible to the naked eye. The original black color gradually revealed. As if regaining consciousness, Mo Xiaoshu reopened his eyes. His eyes had returned to their usual blackness.

Everything is as usual. It's just that in this narrow space where he can't see his fingers, he can't see any other changes in himself.

He lifted his finger slightly, and consciousness gradually returned. The body is like a fully charged battery, full of infinite power.

Mo Xiaoshu blinked, then raised his hand.

Cold. This is Mo Xiaoju's first feeling. His raised arm touched the cold wall before it could be fully extended. It looks like a wall made of sand. As he touched it, a few grains of sand rolled down.

Mo Xiaosheng sniffed, and the hot air penetrated into his nose in one go. He shuddered.

"Click", a faint crack appeared on the surface of the long-silent sand cone, and then the crack gradually expanded, and several black cracks spread rapidly in all directions like branches growing apart.

The soft noise woke up the people who had been sleeping on the ground.

"Poof", under the clear moon and starry sky, the sand cone collapsed.

The sand fell on Mo Xiaoju's body in all directions, falling to the ground along the surface of his body.

"Where is this?" Mo Xiaosheng looked around in confusion.

"It hurts!" Mo Xiaosheng pressed his head in pain, his face bitter, "What happened?" ”

Mo Xiaoxiao woke up.

"Are you alright?"

"Are you okay with the minor injury?"

"Are you awake?"

……

A burst of worried words warmed his heart.

Mo Xiaosheng had a faint smile on his face, and there was a familiar partner in front of him, he nodded, "I'm fine!" ”

"it," exclaimed Wise, who had just risen from the ground. His eyes looked at Mo Xiaosheng's body surface in disbelief, "You have evolved!" ”

"Fuck your uncle's evolution, why don't you say that I'm tribulated?" Mo Xiaoxian, who came back to his senses, seemed to be a different person, and his original somewhat cowardly character was swept away, and he turned into a face with a rich expression.

"I'm going to cross the catastrophe too!" Suddenly, Mingzhi shouted, he pushed aside Ling Ruolan and Shi Yuan in front of him, and hurriedly rushed to Mo Xiaosheng's face, and then trembled and stretched out his hands and touched Mo Xiaosheng's body. He swallowed his saliva with difficulty from time to time, and his face was full of idiots.

"You gay!" Mo Xiaosheng was startled and hurriedly pushed away Mingming.

"Ouch!" Knowing that one was defenseless, he sat on the ground with his ass, "Why is your uncle pushing Lao Tzu?" ”

"Are you gay touching my body?" Mo Xiaosheng really wanted to strangle him.

"Your body, I bet that Sister Ruolan will definitely blush when she sees it." Wise stood up unconvinced, and his mouth kept moving again.

"Huh?" Mo Xiaoshu turned his head to look at Ling Ruolan on the side with some surprise.

I saw that her face was really red as Wise said, and he stuttered a little, "You...... What's wrong with you? ”

"Slap", I saw Ling Ruolan stretch out her hand and slapped it loudly on Mo Xiaosheng's face. The red-and-red palm print quickly climbed up half of Mo Xiaoju's face.

"Why are you beating me, are you crazy?" Mo Xiao was so angry that he was about to vomit blood. Why are they all more neurotic today.

"You're not wearing pants." Ishihara took off his shirt with a grin, and then hurriedly tied it around Mo Xiaosheng's waist. The hem of the clothes hung down, covering the underside of Mo Xiao's injury.

Only then did everyone breathe a sigh of relief, especially Ling Ruolan, the redness on her face gradually faded and returned to her normal ruddyness.