The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2262: Leaving the Son and Keeping the Mother

It has been a common occurrence since ancient times for a mother to gain status through her son.

Some people are born free, while others are born to be at large. To expand on this, for example, Mr. Ye who does not want to reveal his name, the Holy Land of Gousha, according to the market conditions before the catastrophe, even if he were alive today, he would be nothing more than a Hamas born in a stable in Bethlehem, nothing more.

When this happens to alienated blood creatures, the consequences are more direct and brutal. Just as people under normal circumstances are usually unable to betray their own class, the innate birth of alienated blood creatures is usually unable to transcend the stage of their original family.

The swan itself is at most a sixth stage, but it has a sixth and a half stage in its belly. When it is born, it will either enter the realm or directly reach the seventh stage after taking two breaths of Yang Qi.

Is this appropriate?

This is definitely not appropriate, right?

Even more timi rude!

The power output of the blood pump made Qiao Shasha very worried about Miss Qiu's physical and mental state. After all, based on their body size, mosquitoes are more suitable for sucking blood rather than blood transfusions. However, looking at Miss Qiu's contented look when licking her paws and combing her hair, it seemed that she was no longer surprised by this matter.

The life energy output by Miss Qiu not only flows in the blood pump's tubes, but also dissipates into the closed underground space after mixing with the alienated crystals and the alien energy matrix, forming a scorching storm like a sea of ​​fire.

The storm of extortion and tyranny was as greedy and corrosive as the magician himself, treating all life and things in the underground space equally. In just a few minutes, the special alloy walls of the underground confinement space specially built by Tili to train various wild alienated blood creatures seemed to have gone through thousands of years of wind and frost.

You should know that this is not an alienated alloy in the usual sense. This technology comes from the contribution of our old friend Mr. Estel and his family. To some extent, it is similar to the [Prison Vibranium] specialized by the Confederacy of America. It has extremely high resistance to attacks and erosion from alienated bloodline creatures and various skills. It is this inert alloy that has made the Estel family a monument that has stood for thousands of years to Tili, so that he and his family had inappropriate thoughts, and eventually sent themselves to the mill. At the same time, it played an indispensable and important role in forging Mr. Cang's second backbone [Villain].

However, even this inert alloy cannot completely resist the penetration of cancerous and distorted blood power. Perhaps when Mr. Ai was alive, he could still compete with Li Cang, but the past is the past and the present is abnormal. The fact that Teacher Cang still misses Mr. Ai to this day is already the greatest respect for him.

After all, the last time he encountered such decent material was last time. Mr. Ai's high-quality behavior of sacrificing his life was heartwarming. Just thinking about it could make the magician straighten his spine involuntarily. As the saying goes, every successful man has a spine behind him, and our Mr. Li has at least three.

cough.

Far away.

Li Cang waved his hand, and his lackeys brought out a whole box of alien concentrated matrix, high-quality alien blood, and alien bone fragments loaded with alien alloy from the homologous connection channel. The feast that other rebellious sons would never dare to think about became their rations for replenishing qi and blood. There was enough for them to eat, to their death.

The auntie doesn't know whether this blood pump-related, uh, let's call it equipment, is scientific or not, but in any case it is very abnormal and alien. Even in the process of praying to the little coin, this thing is not common, or it can be said to be quite tricky.

"So this blood pump doesn't pump out real blood?"

"You can't say that. It is blood, but not entirely blood. Blood with overloaded life energy cannot be generalized to blood in the normal sense. This thing is very extreme. The life energy of any alienated blood creature will show unique properties. However, the usual external manifestations will eventually become some form of direct blood infection that cannot be eliminated. If you insist, you can actually understand this thing as something like frequency and interference."

"So the alienated blood itself is a toxin?"

"No, it's the blood type."

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The performance of the swan seemed to everyone to be even more abnormal than the blood transfusion scene before their eyes. Its vitality was clearly strong enough to be visible to the naked eye, but it continued to weaken, like a dying struggle, like a last gasp.

The cub in its belly is simply a bottomless pit, a bottomless pit that can never be filled. The endless life energy belonging to the swan, Miss Qiu and the highly concentrated matrix after multiple purifications is swallowed up by it. A layer of three-phase anchored and impenetrable eggshell protects it from all directions with a more intimate attitude than the mother. All over its body are numerous energy channels and vascular-like tissues that are as dense as a tangled tangle from the mother's body.

Li Cang: "Rebellious Son"

Regarding the current situation, Mr. Lu Xun can teach us many similar idioms: such as killing the chicken to get the eggs, draining the pond to fish, drinking poison to quench thirst, eating the food of the next year, or adding fuel to the fire to put out the fire, burning the forest and hunting in the mountains to get pearls.

It wasn't some kind of empathy that came from family background, absolutely not. Strictly speaking, Li Cang simply didn't appreciate such parasites.

For the magician, this swan that can produce such an extraordinary offspring is obviously the most precious resource, a material that is hard to come by. As for the egg in her belly, it is unknown whether it has a chance of survival.

ha.

Whose son is it if it dies or not?

Miss Qiu is such a wimp, she is so wimpy that her skills for advancement are extremely abstract [mother is honored by daughter], but she still lives a more comfortable life than anyone else, wearing gold and silver and eating a lot. Li Cang himself was reluctant to use a few grams of disturbance alloy, so he used it directly for manicure.

Although it may get kicked and beaten from time to time, never forget that among all the rebellious sons, some advance by talent and some by chance, but only it relies purely on timi to death and creates by force.

His mouth is like a knife, but his heart is like an axe. He kicks and chops with the knife and the axe because he hates that the other person does not fight back. He is just furious at the incompetence of this lazy thing.

In a word, Li Cang's attitude is evident. As for the thing in the swan's belly, it is now purely predatory in seizing the swan's opportunity for advancement. It should have come out long ago. Judging from the shape of those energy vessels and vascular-like tissues, it was obviously formed after the egg was formed, and the entire breeding organ has been destroyed.

Li Cang frowned and said, "My suggestion is to protect the emperor!"

"Bao Da??"

The expressions of the group of Tili people were more or less surprised.

The young aunt glanced at Li Cang, and after just a little thought, she roughly understood what Li Cang's choice was: "Okay!"

"Donkeys and horses can only give birth to mules, and mules are not qualified to reproduce." Li Cang glanced at those people: "But this thing can give Tili a large number of calves, horses, and mules!"

"Uh"

The important thing is that the swan's mood is very stable. It's not that it doesn't have the strength to protect itself. Before giving birth and advancing to the next level, the damage caused by the three-legged golden toad has almost healed itself completely with sufficient nourishment.

So we can only say that this guy is very intelligent. First, it has the instinct to seek good fortune and avoid danger. Second, it is very likely that it has sensed the kindness of the Tili people. Third, although advancing on the Unowned Wild Island is likely to be helpful for its future path to territory sovereignty, in the process of completing this on the Subordinate Sky Island or even the Orbital Sky Island, it can enjoy additional protection from some rules, and its probability of survival will be visibly greatly increased -

If it is not for the sake of survival and reproduction, what kind of alienated bloodline would be willing to abandon its long lifespan and risk its life in the face of the horror of bloodline collapse?

As I said, being alive is not shameful. Only those who survive have the right to laugh at others and have the right to play with the Spring and Autumn style of writing and history books. The world belongs to you and to me, but in the final analysis, it belongs to those villains!

Just as Li Cang was studying Chinese philosophy with the swan, the threshold of blood collapse and reorganization caused by the promotion in the entire underground space had reached the first peak. The alarming corrosiveness made the human subordinates with completely different blood forms realize that something was wrong. They now felt that their bodies were like a furnace, and the innate abilities obtained through prayers were like the firewood inside, which could be ignited at any time.

Li Cang waved his hand, signaling those annoying bastards to get out of here: "That's enough, let's clear the place."

The young aunt quickly asked: "What are you going to do?"

"Take the eggs." Li Cang showed the scalpel: "This cub may not die, but it must return the essence of the swan. Auntie, prepare to pray!"

"it is good!"

At this moment, the swan's slender neck suddenly dropped from above, and it tilted its head, with its crown-like head and neck feathers on top. It looked at Li Cang and the young aunt with its spiritual eyes, then looked at the three-legged golden toad that was no longer arrogant next to it. Its eyes were deep and could not be expressed in words. Then, it slowly hid its head under its wings.

Li Cang glanced at its wings and said, "This is the closest spot. Auntie, please pay attention. Once this egg is separated from the mother's tissues, it will become an independent individual. You cannot pray for corrections without consent. There will be punitive judgments."

This was the first time the young aunt had done something like this, and she swallowed nervously, "What about now?"

In front of the eye hidden under the wing, Li Cang casually plucked a handful of jade-like, transparent white feathers: "It agrees."

Qiao Shasha thought that Li Cang was going to use the huge scalpel to perform some delicate aseptic operation, but it turned out to be just like removing the skin and feathers of the swan. The magic wand suddenly grew huge and hit the swan directly. When the swan's goose-like scream only rang out a quarter of a syllable, the magic wand had dragged out a set of messy flesh and blood tissue from a bunch of broken bones, and in the middle of the arc of the blade and the handle, there was a shape of an egg that was heavily wrapped in flesh and blood tissue energy tubes.

The egg seemed to be aware of the danger, and it kept bumping against the magic wand at a very high frequency like a wrestling ball, tearing the flesh and reproductive organs, revealing the golden eggshell.

The young aunt noticed that the cracks on the eggs were not new marks caused by bumps, but had existed for a long time. The flesh and blood tissues had passed through the membranes of the reproductive organs and were deeply rooted in the cracks. The flow of energy, blood, and tissue fluid was clearly visible.

The blunt tip of the great magic wand shattered the eggshell with a click and forced its way into the egg. The three-phase power in the great magic wand and his body seemed like a living giant creature, faintly revealing the shadow of the threshold personality. Li Cang had a blank expression on his face: "Auntie, pray, and recover the source energy belonging to the swan."

"Okay, what term?"

Qiao Shasha knew a little about the outrageous degree of Cang's word games. Things had come to this point. What if a wrong punctuation mark caused the prayer to fail?

Be careful what you say and do.

"Whatever. The wish is just a gimmick. This is the Great Swan's own wish. As long as it cooperates, it will be fulfilled no matter what terms are used."

"Oh"

No matter what level of qualifications the kid has, he is just a juvenile after all. The servant of destiny that is born quickly still needs a few days to mature. Being grabbed by the scruff of the neck by the terrifying life form of Li Cang with the three-phase power in the physical sense, he doesn't even dare to mention sitting at the table for dinner, for fear that the other party will slip up and he will be served directly on the table.

The return of the origin or source energy is as smooth and pleasing to the eye as the peeling of blood. The trickling green light of prayer protects the blood-red swan, and the origin lingers around the flesh and blood tissues and energy channels that have not yet been severed, returning to the mother body.

Moreover, Li Cang discovered that the prayers that came out of his aunt's hands were as rough but delicate as Zhang Fei's embroidery. No matter the execution strength or power, he could not compare with them at all. His carefully trained little coin cub was just a rookie compared with the big coin cub that always shines on his aunt's Three Sacred Mountains!

Looking at it this way, taking over the lifelines of so many people and turning them into a prayer community, it doesn't seem to be all trouble, does it?

By the way, if Tili put all her effort into praying for a shield force field, wouldn't she be able to randomly destroy several floating land systems where the American Confederation's upper council is located purely by relying on the physics of Biao Island?

We, the dignified magician, were so envious of other people's rich kids that we drooled at the sight. It was very disgraceful and ungraceful!

"It's done!"

Bigger is better, more is better. The efficiency of the prayer instructed by Tili increased almost exponentially. Soon, the source energy was easily returned. Li Cang used a hammer to knock the egg out of a pile of flesh and blood, and then kicked it far away with a big kick.

"Ah~ lonely~"

The three-legged golden toad suddenly shot up, opened its big mouth and took the pill into its mouth. After it landed on the ground, it spit it out and put it under its belly. It squatted carefully again, glanced in the direction of Li Cang with its big eyes, and then closed its eyes again as if nothing had happened and it was safe and harmless, snoring its mouth, breathing evenly and calmly.

Li Cang: "?"

Qiao Shasha: “???”

Big black brother who is brushing up his Niukou proficiency: "???"