With a sigh, Betsy narrowed her eyes in comfort, and she could feel a pair of bare fleshy wings behind her, growing fine and dense red fluff like strips.

In just one night, her wings will be fully grown.

Because of Yan Hua's grace again, Betsy couldn't leave for the time being.

I don't know how many times I thanked Yan Hua, Betsy was embarrassed to continue to stay.

This stay is another three days.

Originally, her wings had grown the next day, but the newly grown wings could not immediately withstand the test of the high-altitude wind.

She also needed to delay the newly grown feathers for two days to get them back to their best before leaving.

Betsy would never tell her benefactor again that it was because the amount of blood was not enough to grow so slowly.

In fact, if she had been so badly wounded on the battlefield, her injuries could heal infinitely quickly, as long as she was always bathed in the blood of the enemy.

This injury was not only on her wings, but also all over her body.

And today's environment is too comfortable, human beings have no power to resist at all, and have become desserts on the table of red angels.

Even if it was blood wine, she would probably need to soak in a bathtub in a row to get back to normal in a few blinks of an eye.

Just one bowl is really less.

But this is the life-saving blood that the benefactor gave her, the benefactor is so thin, within the safety range, it is not a lot to take such a bowl.

It's just a matter of recovery, it's been twenty days, and she won't drill that horn for the sake of one or two days.

In order not to let Yan Hua see the flaws, she also thanked her vigorously, and boasted that because of her, her recovery speed was greatly improved, and it also saved her a series of troubles in subsequent distress.

Becky's gratitude, and what she tried so hard to hide, Yan Hua knew it in her heart.

But she didn't expose it, after Betsy fully recovered, according to the agreement, before Betsy left, she left Yan Hua with blood, but this amount was not one tube, but two.

Before Betsy flew off the ground, she turned her head and said goodbye to Yan Hua with a smile: "Goodbye, Yao, my friend, I hope my blood can help you, one more, be prepared." ”

Yan Hua cherished the two tubes of blood and said goodbye to Betsy with a smile: "Goodbye, Betsy, I hope that the next time I see you, you have become the leader of the clan." ”

Betsy smiled brightly and flickered her wings into the sky.

Seeing her quickly turn into an afterimage and leave, there was still a string of her laughter in the same place: "I will try." ”

Yan Hua watched Betsy leave, and put away the scarlet test tube in his hand.

With the blood of the Red Angel, her preparation for evolution is more certain.

She still has six days to go, and it's time to sneak into heaven again with the male protagonist of the world.

In the past six days, Yan Hua first took a tube of Betsy's blood.

The blood entered the abdomen, and Yan Hua only felt that all his internal organs were cramping.

She bent down into a prawn, her skin unusually red, and her body seemed to be a steaming mist.

Yan Hua's eardrums were full of the sound of his own heartbeat.

Every contraction of her heart made her pupils dilate and she was close to fainting.

However, she knew that this process had to be clear, and once she fainted, this tube of blood would be in vain.

Betsy probably also took this into account, fearing that she would not be able to survive it all at once, so she was given two tubes of blood to try again after she failed.

However, no matter what you want to do, it is all one go, then decline, and three exhaustions.

The same is true for taking the blood of the Red Angel, if the first time is 100% effective, the second time is 80%.

All of a sudden, it was 20 percent less, but it was a big loss.

Even though Yan Hua's pupils were dilated for a while, he gritted his teeth and insisted on preserving the last trace of clarity.

The heart-rending pain came in waves, and every time the pain receded, Yan Hua would spit out a mouthful of black blood, sticky, fishy, and so disgusting that she turned over her hand and took out a drink to rinse her mouth.

When she was able to wash away the disgusting taste in her mouth, the next wave of pain hit again.

Feeling the pain of being torn apart and reorganized in his body again, Yan Hua could only resist in addition to enduring.

After tossing like this a few times, mouthfuls of jet-black blood spit out, Yan Hua could clearly feel the improvement of his body.

After doing this three times, she lost the strength to hold the cup and rinse her mouth.

After a few times, her consciousness was already blurred, and she only relied on a perseverance that refused to admit defeat to keep herself from fainting.

By the time the last and strongest pain had subsided, she was bleeding from all her orifices, and the blood was either black or purple.

If she still had the strength to observe herself carefully at this time, she would find that not only was there dirty blood like insects crawling on her seven orifices, but even the sweat pores on her body had discharged a lot of dirt.

A tube of blood is like a washing of essence and a new life.

finally survived, and after the pain in his body subsided, Yan Hua never fainted.

She calmed down for a moment, and then she came to a big purge in the bathtub where she had lost all the space in the system.

The water in the bathtub was not enough for her to go in, and when she went in, a tank of water was dyed purple and black by the sewage.

At this time, the life space of the system is disconnected from the transfer station, and no water can be released from the faucet.

The first time she washed the water, she cleaned it out, and the second time, she washed it with the happy water of the fat house.

The third time is sweet milk.

After three times, she cleaned herself thoroughly, and after brushing her teeth and rinsing her mouth, Yan Hua felt that her whole person had been sublimated.

Dispose of all the bath water, and when Yan Hua returned to the real room, the excess sugar and water stains on his body were also cleaned and fell aside.

Looking at the messy room, Yan Hua was too lazy to clean up for the time being, so he went to the room where the heroine of the next world lived to rest temporarily.

She slept for two days.

Only then did he barely regain his strength and climb up.

After two days of sleep, Yan Hua felt as if she had been hollowed out, and her whole person was refreshed, but the amount of energy consumption also made her staggered.

In the past two days, predators have appeared outside more than once, but she has set a tighter and wider range of traps in advance, which has stopped those uninvited guests who want to disturb her rest.

After sleeping limply for two days, and finally regained his spirits, Yan Hua left the residence without stopping and took the initiative to look for predators.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Yan Hua came back with a predator as she wished, and the blood of this predator had been collected by her and put into the vacuum space of the system.

This predator is useful for her teeth, claws, and blood.

She chose predators, just like she chose zombies in the first place, looking for the right eye.

Therefore, after this one infects her, the chance of successful evolution is far higher than the direct death of the virus invasion.

But will this evolution be a perfect evolution?

It depends on whether she can withstand the whole process of infection.

Yan Hua's expression was firm, firmly believing that he could evolve perfectly.