Three hundred and forty are difficult to tame
Eighteenth! Lin Jixin counted silently in his heart. This was the number of times he drove out the space worms, and it also included the one that consumed most of his energy and upturned the nests of the space worms.
Up to now, the "black tea blood crystal" in his hand has become very dim, and it is estimated that he can still use it once or twice.
Not far in front of him, the little beast that staggered and ran still took a few crooked steps, and it looked like it was about to fall to the ground at any moment, but it had maintained this appearance for a long time.
Not only the space worm, but now, even he began to walk crookedly, but he refused to sit down - the consumption of urging the "black tea crystal" is really not small.
But he gritted his teeth and refused to give up, he was ruthless in his heart, not believing that a good person's perseverance was nothing more than a seriously injured animal.
When the space worm was driven out of the other space by him once again by urging the "black tea crystal", there was a snap, and the space worm jumped out and fell directly to the ground, scratching on all fours but unable to stand up for a while.
He was overjoyed, and he was finally done.
Walking quickly in front of the space worm, he was bending down to catch it, when a feeling of weakness suddenly swept over him, making his eyes glaze for a while.
He struggled to hold himself up, and it took four or five seconds for the feeling to fade.
Only then did he see that the space worm could barely hold up again, but it staggered as if it was about to fall at any moment, and it simply did not run, but stared at him with a fierce face with its teeth gnawed.
He could clearly see the ferocity in the eyes of the spatial worms, as well as the dented wound in his head.
He suddenly realized that the impact just now was definitely not a pretense, if the hardness of the space lock was still a little bigger, this little guy must have already had a flowering head.
He suddenly remembered what the man who taught him the art of domestication had said: "Some animals can never be tamed." ”
As she spoke, her small chin lifted slightly, her long golden hair flickered with dazzling light, her face was as white as the finest porcelain in the sunlight, and her eyes were confused and distant.
"Which ones?" He was in a trance at the time, and asked so casually.
"Look at its eyes and you'll understand." The smiling face in the memory suddenly turned around, and it was extremely bright.
An animal with such eyes just can't be tamed, looking at the desperate but fierce eyes in the blood-soaked hair of the space worm in front of him, he felt powerless for a while.
How could such a creature be tamed rather than die rather than fall into the hands of others.
In addition to normal taming, there are indeed many special means to subdue various animals in the El Continent, but it is generally accepted that the more spiritual it is, the more difficult it is to be controlled, and the use of special means will have great side effects, such as the strength of controlled animals or the great drop in intelligence, or the risk of being eaten at any time......
Putting aside these disadvantages, after this period of pursuit, he knew very well that this space worm had a third-level strength, even if he wanted to use some special means, it was not enough, and it would be a waste of feelings to think about it too much.
What a loss now!
Throwing the already gray "black tea blood crystal" in his hand on the ground, he sat down.
After taking a few breaths, he shook his head vigorously, and finally shook off the bright smile in his mind.
Lowering its head, the space worm was already squatting weakly on its hind feet, and its fierce eyes were slowly dimming.
It had been entangled with him for so long with its seriously injured body, and now it was running out of oil and was slowly approaching the end of its life, and it obviously felt this, let out a low whimper, and slowly lay on the ground.
Forget it, since you've lost everything, you don't care about losing a little more.
He stretched out his hand towards the spatial worm, and in his palm, a green light loomed.
The space worm that had already fallen down saw his movements, and immediately stared at him vigilantly, trying to stand up hard, but unfortunately he really had no strength, hunched over and swayed, and finally fell back to the ground.
He snorted and pressed his hand to the space worm's tiny head.
The space worm first trembled subconsciously, and when it felt the soft and full of vitality spiritual power surging into its body, it couldn't help but squint its eyes in enjoyment, and finally fell asleep like this.
After a moment, he weakly let go of his hand.
Looking at the small head that had been restored in the broken part of the space worm, he couldn't help but laugh dryly.
After making trouble for so long, not to mention the benefits, even the capital has been folded, no wonder more than one person said that he is too emotionally rich and not suitable for living in troubled times.
Although he had tried his best to harden his heart and live, today's scene reminded him of the past, and he couldn't help but relent.
You'll love it, though! The bright smile came to his mind again.
Forget it, he took off his clothes and wrapped up the space worm and sent the Buddha to the west, it's not safe to throw it here!