[Feel the breath of the gods!] 】

[Feel the breath of the gods!] 】

[Feel the breath of the gods!] 】

Just as the system was about to raise the alarm, a giant tree phantom flickered on the surface of the system.

[There are xenomorphic species, execute Order D7-1548.] 】

[Prompt to erase and switch to system logging.] 】

The system fell silent again, unnoticed by its host.

Chen Cheng was carefully observing the impact of the blood clotting beads on Mira at this time, and he himself couldn't use the blood clotting beads for some reason, so he could only observe what changes would be made to his body by using the blood clotting beads to become a god blood.

The last time Betty used the Blood Clotting Bead, she was in a moment of crisis, and she didn't have the mental attention to what changes it would cause.

Now that this is a second chance, it is natural to satisfy the curiosity in your heart.

The golden divine blood entered Mira's body, and after swimming in a circle, it stopped shining and disappeared.

Is this looking for a suitable place to live?

Before he could think of the answer, Mira had already woken up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the captain crouching in front of him, touching his chin and watching himself distracted.

"Captain, it's not right to peek." The slender jade hand swayed back and forth in front of Chen Yan's eyes, and the moth eyebrows were crooked, obviously saying naughty words with a sense of ridicule.

Obtaining a satisfying divine blood ability should indeed be something to be happy about.

"Oh, what abilities have you gained?" Breaking away from his stunned mind, Chen Cheng hurriedly stood up and asked.

"Look" Mira excitedly raised her palm and stretched it out in front of the captain, her consciousness mobilized divine blood, and her ability was activated.

The white palm instantly turned red as the ability was activated, and the high temperature scorched the air, showing a slight distortion.

Is this a control temperature?

Chen Yan couldn't hide his surprise, but when he thought about it, it was reasonable for the chef to gain the ability to control the temperature.

"What is the upper limit? Are there any other abilities? Excitement flashed in his eyes, and he continued to ask questions in his heart.

These two questions can determine Mira's upper limit of divine blood ability.

The temperature of Mira's palms continued to rise, and sweat kept sliding down her forehead, and it was clear that this ability was physically demanding.

It wasn't until there was no way to raise the temperature of the ability that Mira stopped and carefully felt the feedback given to her by the ability.

"It's about five or six hundred degrees, and it can only dissipate heat at the moment." After feeling it for a long time, she said the upper limit of her ability with some uncertainty.

Chen Cheng nodded, how high the temperature can already be in the initial hugging stage, such a power is probably not inferior to Betty's ability to control gravity.

Thinking about the five or six hundred degrees of fists slamming into himself, he couldn't help but shudder.

Even if the will reflux can successfully resist a part of the temperature, I am afraid that it will not be comfortable to take a punch.

The things were sorted out, and the two of them drove the boat and docked the boat at the rather secluded dock on the edge of the island.

The dock was built by the pillar stone alone to dock and transport supplies, and the dock where goods were transported before has rotted in the sea breeze.

After tying the cable, night has quietly fallen.

The dim light from the inside did not hinder the two of them in the slightest, the soles of their feet kicked the ground, and their bodies flashed rapidly.

Soon you can see the gloomy castle flickering by candlelight, the broken windows, blown by the sea breeze, and rattling.

Stepping into the castle and heading towards the ward, Betty was supposed to be waiting for them there without incident.

"This way" But just as Chen Cheng was about to step into the fourth layer of the castle, Betty's voice came from the third floor.

After making eye contact with Mira's eyes that lit up in the dark, he vigilantly returned to the third floor and walked towards the source of the sound.

In front of a room with a flickering candle, Chen Cheng gently pushed open the wooden door.

Rowling lay on the hospital bed weakly, whispering something to Xuezen, but the hand grasped her tightly and refused to let go.

Chen Cheng didn't pay attention to the specific content, but there were still sporadic words that drilled into his ears.

"Medicine........ Help me........ A bottle of ......... Stay alive....... No...... Avenge. ”

Xue Cen didn't say much, squatted quietly in front of the hospital bed, and listened to the old man's last words.

By the candlelight, Chen Cheng could see clearly that her hands were already bright red in her fists.

Mira, who came in later, also kept quiet at this moment, and did not disturb the two who said their final goodbyes.

The voice was suddenly interrupted without warning, but the palm of the hand, still tightly held with Xuezen, and never separated until death.

Chen Cheng's spirit could clearly perceive that Rowling was silent.

The imaginary crying did not follow, but the sound of tears dripping to the ground was clearly heard by everyone present.

Betty stepped forward, gently hugged Czerzen's shoulders, and gently hugged her in her arms, and let out a low whimper.

Grief spreads in the room, infection.

This is the first time Chen Cheng has witnessed that when the old man was dying, he only felt a stone pressing on his chest, making him breathless.

After the master dies, will the senior sister be so sad? Looking at Rowling, who was lying on the bed and had lost her life, a sense of sadness ran rampant in his heart, and the overturned spice bottle was mixed.

Reach out and wipe away the mist from the corners of your eyes that has not yet formed droplets.

Xu was tired of crying, and Xuezen sobbed and broke away from Betty's arms and reached out to pick up Rowling.

According to her mother-in-law's explanation, the burial will be completed today.

Step by step, step by step, Xuezen's steps were very slow, as if Rowling in her arms seemed to be as heavy as a thousand pounds, or in her heart.

Tears soaked his clothes, Chen Cheng followed Xue Cen into the depths of the woods, and the crew followed behind.

The silver moon was like frost, and there was an open spot in the forest, as if it had been covered with a white veil.

"Tired"

Wumei quietly came out of the sheath, and the fluorescence showed more than three feet from the tip of the knife, and in a moment, a deep pit the size of a person suddenly appeared.

Chen Cheng flashed into the woods, and after a while, carrying a log coffin, appeared.

"It's a custom in our hometown." The six-foot-five-long, two-foot-three-high thick-plate coffin landed silently.

The lid of the coffin opened, and Chercen trembled and put Rowling's body into it, tears dripping, falling one by one, wanting to look at it longer.

One of the greatest sorrows in the world is that the son wants to be raised, but the family does not wait.

She just slept for a long time, and when she woke up again, her relatives were already gone.

The coffin slowly closed and sank into the depths of the pit, the earth was backfilled, and the heavens and men were separated.

A sigh sounded in his heart, and he turned around and folded a heavy bluestone.

The wrist shook, the stone chips flew, and a bluestone tombstone three feet three inches long and one foot eight inches wide was carved.

The four big characters of Rowling's tomb are half an inch deep.

The heavy stone monument falls to the ground, which is considered to be completed, the last ceremony.

Before leaving, Chen Cheng turned his head to look at Xue Cen, the bright moonlight sprinkled on his body, and his cheeks, which were as delicate as porcelain dolls, were already full of tears, and his whole body was full of sadness.

Beckoning, Betty and Mira come to get out of the way.

"Captain, we're going to go, it's not okay." Mira's ears were lowered, and she turned her head to look behind her from time to time, and the tail on her waist no longer wagged, and her eyes were full of worry.

"Let's let her be quiet." Chen Yan's voice fell.

There was a cry of grief in the woods, which lasted for a long time.