In the midst of crying and wailing, Fu Cang exhausted all his strength, the pain in his body faded like a tide, his heavy breathing gradually weakened, and he closed his eyes peacefully.

He didn't know how long he had been asleep, but suddenly, he heard the sound of the lock of the door being opened, and then a ray of sunlight shone through the crack in the door and shone on his face.

Fu Cang, who was hiding on the ground, subconsciously turned his face. After spending a long time in a dark wooden house, he was a little uncomfortable with the sun.

"Are you still alive?" a crisp and pleasant female voice came.

Fu Cang was quite surprised, he couldn't imagine that there were other people here besides Zhang Qianchou!

The man walked softly, with a light step, but she carried a small basket in her hand, which seemed to contain bottles, which rattled as she walked.

Fu Cang turned his head to look at her, and she had already come to the front. He could vaguely see her appearance - wearing a simple plain long dress, without any delicate ornaments, nor any rouge gouache, she was very beautiful, as if she was a heavenly fairy above the nine heavens, who did not eat the fireworks of the world.

It's just that Fu Cang found that her ears are sharper than ordinary people, and there is actually a white feather wing behind her?!

She is not human! Fu Cang felt that she was like an elf mentioned in Western mythology.

"Who taught you to look at people so bluntly? She subconsciously hid the white wings behind her back, and seemed to be a little annoyed.

"Hold... Apologies......" As soon as he opened his mouth, Fu Cang found that his voice was hoarse.

"Who are you, why are you here, and what about that devil?" he asked.

"Please, don't talk like this, okay?" the girl didn't answer, but pulled up the hem of her skirt and sat down beside Fu Cang.

Fu Cang shook his head helplessly, the girl said well, now he is indeed like a ghost.

Then the girl began to tinker with the bottles in the basket, ping-pong, like a beautiful piece of percussion.

Despite the discarded limbs, Fu Cang's curiosity was still heavy, "What do you want to do......" he asked hoarsely.

"You'll find out later," the girl said, she took out a black pill from the basket, handed it to Fu Cang, and said:

"Now, eat it. ”

"What did it come from?"

"Poison. I'm a soul collector sent by the ghost world.,Because I sensed the pain of you can't survive.,Death can't be.,Specially came to help you.,Eat it.,Eat it.,Eat it and you'll be free.。 She said the most serious words in the most casual tone, and somehow, Fu Cang believed it.

The pill was handed to Fu Cang's mouth, he raised his head and bit it, and swallowed it with a grunt.

"I can't ask for it to be on the road with such a beautiful soul collector..."

"you. She sneered, "Save your breath and think about your future path." As she spoke, she took out a large wooden bowl from the basket, and in it was some foul-smelling black goo, which she casually placed next to Fu Cang's head.

The stench is enough to compete with the dishes cooked by Lao Mei. He held his breath and begged, "Girl, can you remove this lump from my nose?"

"Why move away?" she continued to tinker in the basket without looking at Fu Cang, "You should get used to the smell first, and I'll feed you later." ”

"What!?"

Fu Cang shouted, he couldn't imagine how sour it would be to hold this foul smell in his mouth. I'm afraid I'll live in the shadow of this stench for the rest of my life.

"Girl, you can't be serious, are you?"

"Why isn't it true," the girl picked up the stick, pinched her nose and stirred up a large lump of black goo in the wooden bowl.

"I'm coming.~~," she said.

"Ah! The eldest husband should fight his life and kill the enemy with a sword! Lu made by a horse! The bow is like a thunderbolt! Drunk and lying on the battlefield! The yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles! The snow is full of swords and bows! Zhuangzhi is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for the blood of the Huns!! ah!

She looked at Fu Cang's miserable expression with interest, and Shui Lingling's eyes lit up, as if she had thought of some good idea.

She brought the stick closer. But before Fu Cang could react, he painted a large lump on his right arm.

The viscosity made Fu Cang collapse.

The girl ignored Fu Cang's screams, and was stunned to coat Fu Cang's limbs with those sticky objects. Even though his limbs were destroyed, Fu Cang could clearly feel the stench.

"Girl, kill me, please stop playing with my body. Fu Cang pleaded, he had suffered a lot in the past few days. first the matter of the Luofeng tribe, and then the abolition of Zhang Qianchou's hands and feet, and finally fell to the point of letting a little girl play with it!

If I had been an ordinary person, I would have gone crazy a long time ago.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you," the girl smiled. She picked up the handkerchief, gently wiped the sweat from Fu Cang's forehead, and said in the softest and most reassuring words:

"This is an intermittent ointment that has a healing effect on your injuries. ”

Her attitude changed quickly, and Fu Cang couldn't react a little. The person who was holding the shi to feed you a moment ago said to you in the blink of an eye that this shi has an indescribable effect.

Who would dare to believe it?

Fu Cang felt that this girl was playing with herself.

"Girl, just have pity on me, a disabled person, don't play with me. ”

"Cut, believe it or not, if it weren't for that bastard who came to beg me, I wouldn't care if you lived or died. The girl glanced at Fu Cang angrily, then raised her little hand and gently pressed it on Fu Cang's forehead,

"Zhang Qianchou wants me to help you. She said.

The girl's hand exuded a heart-pounding warmth, and Fu Cang calmed down a little.

But at the mention of Zhang Qianchou, Fu Cang's anger came up again, "Zhang Qianchou? Hmph, do you think I will believe that a person who has broken my hands and feet will help me? He would like to break my body into thousands of pieces, why don't you come and kill me yourself?!" he shouted, he thought that since this girl was willing to do things for Zhang Qianchou, she was definitely not a good person.

In this regard, a little hatred flashed in the girl's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

"Don't talk yet. She said, "Close your eyes and feel the breath of rebirth." ”

She closed her eyes and pressed the little hand on Fu Cang's forehead and suddenly pressed hard!

"Buzz!"

At this moment, Fu Cang felt a surging aura surging into his body from his forehead, flowing into his meridians and bones like a surging tide!

"This ...... This is?"

Fu Cang was surprised to see that the wings behind the girl's back were completely opened, looking like an angel who was about to judge the world! At the same time, a faint light emanated from her whole body, and that light illuminated the entire wooden house, pouring from Fu Cang's forehead like flowing water.

It's so comfortable......

This feeling was quite amazing, Fu Cang felt that the bones and meridians that had been shattered were healing rapidly at an unimaginable speed!

"Xiao Cang! I understand! I finally know!" "Kong Jiu, who had been silent in Fu Cang's mind for a long time, suddenly shouted.

"Brother Kongjiu, I thought you were dead. ”

"Damn what, I've been thinking about one thing these days. Kong Jiu said solemnly:

"Do you know why Zhang Qianchou broke your hands and feet?"

"Quite simply, he is sick and has serious abusive tendencies. Fu Cang tried to answer directly.

"!" Kujiu scolded, "Have you heard of the Reshaping Technique?"

This sentence made Fu Cang completely fall into contemplation.

The art of reshaping, as the name suggests, is to reshape the body. However, this kind of shaping is not the shaping of physical development and growth, but the abolition of body parts and the re-shaping of external forces.

Fu Cang exclaimed in surprise, "You mean, Zhang Qianchou wasted my hands and feet, but he actually wanted to help me shape better and stronger limbs?"

"Not bad. ”

"Do you know what it takes to reshape?" Kujiu continued.

Fu Cang didn't speak, and listened quietly.

"One, if you want to create the old body, you must first destroy it. Second, intermittent ointment, continue to waste the body's meridians, skin and flesh. Three, the regeneration power of the Feather God Clansmen is protected!Only: With the unique regeneration power of the Feather God Clan, the reshaping of the crippled body can be stimulated. ”

The words of Kong Jiu stirred up every nerve in Fu Cang.

The first two conditions have been met, but the latter is ...... Feather God Clan...... Could it be that she is really from the Feather God Clan!

"Xiao Cang!" Kong Jiu woke up Fu Cang. "Now, instead of clinging to other issues, we also need to join in this reshaping of the body!"

"How do I join?"

Kong Jiu sighed with hatred, "Oh, you're such an elm head! Have you forgotten? Our souls are free to come and go without being bound by our bodies!"

Awakened by Kong Jiuyi's words, Fu Cang hurriedly replied: "Let's use soul power to control the direction of regeneration power, and then add some soul power...... Hahaha, in this case, we can completely shape the flesh according to our own will!"

"Clever! Now that I have a chance, then I will shape the strongest body in the world for you!" Kong Jiu shouted excitedly, and then, Kong Jiu's soul broke away from his mind and turned into a purple light towards Fu Cang's limbs.

Fu Cang was not far behind, his soul detached from his body and merged into his body. He and Kongjiu swam in the meridians, and the two were constantly competing for the power of regeneration that poured into the meridians.

"Strange ......"

The girl's brows furrowed slightly, as if she had discovered something terrible, and her heart was surprised again and again.

"Why is there something in him that attracts my power? and...... Or two?"

"That's it...... Help others to the end......" she bit her lip and continued to output her strength as if determined. It may be that there is too much output at once, her heart suddenly tingles, and the wings behind her also tremble.

Gradually, Fu Cang's shattered limbs began to recover, as if the spring breeze was blowing, and all things were born. The shattered bones are reset, and the broken meridians regrow.

This is no longer the original body.

The strongest body in the world!

The reshaping of the body ends with the dissipation of the last vestiges of regenerative power and soul power.

This time, Fu Cang and Kong Jiu used their soul power to the fullest, and almost according to their wishes, although the strength was a little different from the strongest body, it did not hurt their happy and excited mood.

It was bitter for the white-feathered girl, according to her budget, even if she restored a person whose whole body was destroyed, she would never use up the power of regeneration.

But things were far beyond her expectations, entering the regenerative power of Fu Cang's body, and in the blink of an eye, it became a loose horse, completely uncontrolled, and even sucked more and more, absorbing all her regenerative power at once.

The power of regeneration is the unique ability of the Feather God Clan, which can heal itself as soon as the Feather God Clan is injured, and the most important thing is that this power recovers quite slowly, and the regeneration power absorbed by Fu Cang is almost the regeneration power that she has cultivated for several years!

However, Fu Cang was also uncomfortable, reshaping his body, he also used up his soul power. He knew that he would have to go into a slumber for more than ten days to recover his soul power.

Before that, he wanted to say thank you to her personally.

"Girl... Thank you for saving your life......"

After saying this, Fu Cang smiled as if relieved, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

The girl froze in place, staring blankly at Fu Cang.

In her mind, there are many questions. She felt that the kid in front of her must have a lot of secrets hidden in his body.