The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2263: Treasure Money

The young aunt no longer cared whether Li Cang's operation was regular or not, or whether the patient's emotions were stable or not. She only cared about the absurdity of Timi. The silence of everyone converged into a huge torrent, deafening.

Li Cang pinched his brows and said, "Business is more important."

I just don’t know whether I am saying this to others or to myself. Silence is more powerful than words at this moment.

"Om~"

After the origin flowed back to make up for the acquired deficiency, the swan's promotion process could no longer be delayed. Unpredictable fluctuations spread from its surroundings. There seemed to be tiny flickering plasma in the air, winding and looming like a living snake, outlining an erratic visual fault. The patches of chaotic colors and space distortions created a texture similar to being in a subspace channel.

"It really is a domain! That's good!"

Li Cang smacked his lips with a look of regret, and his disgust for this giant toad that dared to eat swan meat and the egg increased sharply.

Based on past experience, Li Cang guessed that if alien blood is a catastrophe of purification that results in its own sublimation, then the domain can be seen as an exclusion and condemnation of environmental rules. The domain almost only serves as an extension of the combat effectiveness of alienated bloodline life forms whose super-giant and rank ability indicators have reached a certain threshold, rather than its own existence and appearance. It cannot be said that one is higher than the other, but from his point of view, after alien blood can no longer walk on the path, the domain tends to become a place for various alienated bloodline life forms to retire and settle down.

Of course, it cannot be said that these have nothing to do with his own mother Rao Qifang's [Arbitrariness]. It can only be said that they are completely unrelated. After all, this field is not that field, and they are not the same thing in essence. At least most of the alienated blood creatures that Li Cang has encountered can only be described as "quasi-field" or "sub-field" power.

But the most important point is without a doubt that the domain will often have a direct or indirect connection with the sky island floating land. It seems that this thing requires an additional carrier in addition to the alienated bloodline life itself, from the original Silver Ridge behemoth Gamde to the later package of super-giant life forms.

That is

It can be basically determined that the swan in front of us will be named Qiao from now on.

Normal subordinates and even orbital subordinates can occasionally try to overturn the sky island subordinate rights, but Auntie's iron-clad kingdom is not as secure as Tili. Even if Timi Du Niu comes in person, he can only kowtow three times and nine times to ask for the blessing of Boss Qiao. It has nothing to do with strength, only rules.

The collapse and reorganization, decay and purification of the alienated bloodline of the swan coexist. This phenomenon has already manifested itself in the reality. The entire underground confinement space has taken on a bizarre character. The remaining few people in Team 17 also began to retreat. In the end, only Li Cang and his aunt were left.

The glow of prayers enveloped the little aunt's entire body, sacred, glorious, solemn, and full of power. All the brilliance existed only for her.

As for Li Cang

The three-phase power surged, the bloody wind rose and fell, the phantoms of disaster and threshold personality were dripping with scarlet energy storm, the ferocious dragon robe rustled, making the magician look as if he had just crawled out of some indescribable space.

Clear air rises and turbid air descends.

The concrete alienated blood storm sublimates and precipitates at the same time, interacting with Tili's floating land in some kind of source energy, assimilating each other imperceptibly.

"Uh, the prayer interface prompts that the essence of the floating land has been infected by the eighth type 0 alienated bloodline, which may involve the sub-bottom-level logic. It asks me whether to make positive corrections to avoid source material contamination, or to clear it immediately?"

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No dude! The difference between people is really bigger than that between people and dogs? Even this thing can be prompted automatically? This is a show I can watch without paying?

"Okay, I get it. Why is it so fierce?"

Perhaps Li Cang's underlying meaning was already evident in his words, and the little aunt involuntarily shrank back. However, as soon as she agreed, the bloodline logic chain on the Great Swan's side immediately went from a candle in the wind to a raging fire.

The absolutely magnificent radiance of prayer rose and fell from the sky and the earth at the same time, like a volcanic eruption, like a waterfall hanging from the sky, as if it were being pounded by a heavy hammer or forged in a blast furnace. The good and bad blood impurities were squeezed out of the swan's body in a manner visible to the naked eye, and the flesh, tendons, bones, and fine powder sprayed in all directions like a mushroom cloud.

"I want this treatment when Lao Wang captures the half-headed nest master. I'm timitimi." Li Cang himself had to endure a disaster when his flesh and blood on Sky Island was revived. When it came to the Great Swan, he could only describe it as a natural outcome. "I won't watch it anymore!!"

You are so logical that it seems that my previous operation was just like a clown, surgery, a Gil-like surgery, Timi should have directly added points to the deep blue, does the phantom god need to understand the basic law of der?

Li Cang's current mental state is very similar to that joke -

Your circle of friends hasn't mentioned your happiness for a long time. Your dreams, your romance, your sunset and love are all gone.

what happened?

Are you trading stocks?

Li Cang: I'm trading your stocks! I'm trading your stocks! I'm knocking on you!

The magician, whose defense was broken, was so angry that he ran away, covering his face and crying, his heart bleeding. He was tired and wanted to be destroyed. Later, in order to make a wish, he had to resort to the means of disconnecting from the Internet, reconnecting, and seeking compensation for offside!

Base! Former residence!

Look at others! Then look at yourself!

etc.

Li Cang suddenly realized a very tricky problem. Could it be that the people at the former residence were also playing the same trick?

Firstly, it is a full affirmation of ideology, and secondly, the level of combat effectiveness they have demonstrated is obviously far from the level of prayer. The meager combat effectiveness of their subordinates is simply not worthy of that prayer system!

Thinking of this, Li Cang sent a message: "Mr. Bei, do you know that the old residence is secretly developing a public economy behind your back?"

Bei Zhikang: “???”

The 3/7 base did not have the conditions or the opportunity at the beginning, but things like the former residence, the dog's nature of secretly burying Batai's silver coins, monopolizing the second-line time and place, how could its butt be clean?

What a good hider!

You are really timi and don’t treat us as human beings!

As the saying goes, all crows are black, but in the eyes of crows, both themselves and their kind are colorful and beautiful. It is well known that Li Cang Lao Wang and his group look down on the team of the former residence. The butt determines the head, so in theory this cannot be completely regarded as a slander.

"Hmm!" Li Cang frowned and said, "You! Come here!"

"Lonely~"

The three-legged golden toad moved its webbed feet and buttocks to protect the golden egg under its belly more tightly, but it refused to move - it couldn't understand words, but it had some sensitivity to emotional value.

What's up with this?

The blame lies with me, but my family won’t be in trouble!

In short, he didn't care whether the toad trial involved the Wildlife Protection Act or not. He just kicked the big toad to the ground, picked up the egg and left. The big toad didn't resist, but followed him all the way, with a shy look and a cowardly look. His degree of humanization might be more than that of Big Wang.

The successful promotion of the swan is a foregone conclusion, but it may take a little longer. The young aunt watched for a while, then chased Li Cang out of the underground confinement space. The two of them stared at the egg.

"Hmm," the young aunt suddenly said seriously, "From an academic point of view, what can a scabby and a swan produce?"

Li Cang was neither a theorist nor a conservative, so with just one blow, the dilemma was solved.

However.

The thing inside the eggshell was neither a white lump treasure nor a swan, and certainly not a tadpole, but a pair of wings. The young aunt and Li Cang dug around for a long time before they finally understood that there was a flat round follicle in the middle of the sticky and wrinkled wings like frog skin. Yes, this thing was not the connection between the wings, but the body of the cub. Inside the flat round follicle, there was a bronze coin-shaped object with a round outer surface and a square inner surface. However, the most outrageous thing might not be the huge wings and the real coin cub, but the flat tadpole tail behind the coin, with toes on the tail and webbed between the toes.

Even in the Age of Alienation, even in the Age of Sky Island, Qiao Shasha was stunned when faced with such abstract descendants.

"This Timi, did he give birth to a self-completion plan?" Li Cang looked at the three-legged golden toad, and then looked at the thing that hatched from the eggshell: "Auntie, let me identify it!"

Qiao Shasha said: "Here, look for yourself!"

[Bloodline]

If you are born with deficiencies, you cannot make up for them by acquired factors, so the rest will be in vain.

Prayers are independent, but the great identification technique is universal. There is no distinction in authority for this thing. Li Cang can identify anything that the aunt can identify.

There are only a few words in total, and adding punctuation marks cannot express more artistic conception, but Li Cang somehow tasted a sense of changing one's destiny. What is certain is that if he, a second-hand dealer, had not been present, the demise of this swan that was about to be promoted to the seventh stage would have been almost inevitable. This three-legged giant toad did not want to give birth to a child through surrogacy. Its plan from the beginning to the end was to kill the mother and keep the child.

"Wait." The young aunt looked suspicious: "But that's not right, why did it give birth? Didn't the energy that was plundered by the swan be sent back to you?"

"If we send them all back, why do you think the swans will stay in Tilly?"

"How could I not know what I am praying for?"

Li Cang stretched out his hand, and the three-phase power condensed abnormally, as if it were an arm, into a chaotic, colorless, dirty, and distorted mass: "Please be careful, auntie, business is not just about asking for a high price and paying the price down!"

As Li Cang exerted his strength, the source energy that could not be retained was finally completely infected by the three-phase force, just like crushing a soap bubble, which instantly turned into ashes and exploded a group of small energy storms.

Qiao Shasha gave a thumbs up in admiration: "You are really amazing!"

Naturally, Gebao Jinqian is no exception. The infection of the three-phase power never discriminates, emphasizing that all beings are equal. Although they are also infected, the source energy of the swan that was maliciously intercepted by humans is still composed of so many subtle parts. The three-legged golden toad's swan meat plan has not completely failed.

"I'll modify the slave contract later and add a few more layers to these two things!"

"Tsk, writing a slave contract is something that you, my nephew, are the best at. I dare not overstep my authority!"

"Don't want it, right? Then just send him to the mill!"

"No, no, no, no, no, look at yourself, auntie was just joking!"

Li Cang's one-sided disgust was written all over his face. If he was thrown into the mill and came out again, he would not be considered alive. Besides, this three-legged golden toad looked very festive and solemn. It might even serve as a Feng Shui ornament.

So Qiao Shasha guiltily said: "The swan belongs to you!"

Li Cang was amused. "I'm not saying anything bad, Auntie, but you're not sincere. The swan is directly tied to Tili, what can you give her?"

"What's mine is yours! Even I am yours!" The young aunt seemed to have become 20 years younger in an instant, and said cheerfully, "My dear nephew, auntie loves you!"

Li Cang looked strange: "Keep it and find a good match for it. I guarantee it will be a happy one. This big toad will be the betrothal gift!"

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Modifying the slave contract might be possible, but it's not very feasible. Everything stems from the rule of the Shit Mountain Code. If there was a way, the three little ones wouldn't still be carrying Tili's slave contract. But changing the object to the big toad doesn't involve the essence of the slave contract. It only requires a little extra cost and a little skill that is insignificant compared to the big toad itself.

such as

The initiator of the slave contract was Li Cang, but the executor was my aunt.

When the big toad discovered that the power and restraint it felt were transmitted from the little aunt, its two huge eyelids split into two, one staring at Li Cang and the other at Qiao Shasha. At that moment, its sky collapsed.

No doubt it was sold for a good price.

There were two copies of the slave contract, and even the handover ceremony seemed very grand and lavish. A three-legged golden toad, which turned into a washbasin-sized object covered in red and green and with a big red flower on its head, was passed from Li Cang's hand to Qiao Shasha's hand, accompanied by firecrackers, fireworks and thunderous applause.

"Lonely and widowed~"

The three-legged golden toad was squatting with its cub on its back in the landscape of Qiao Shasha's bedroom. The ripples of the sound made ripples on the water surface. It swallowed two mutated golden dragon fish in one gulp without even a burp.

Qiao Shasha smiled with satisfaction: "Not bad, very energetic!"

Li Cang stretched himself, and moved his arm around his shoulder, and then his whole body, including his shoulder, made a crackling sound of bones breaking.

"Are you tired?" The young aunt's concern was somewhat tinged with shame and embarrassment: "Come on, I'll ask someone to cook and give you a massage first?"

"to make!"

The young aunt's massage skills are top-notch, and no one can match her. Li Cang had enjoyed this treatment as early as the time with the Royal Sister Knight. Time flies, and it has been five years if you calculate the timeline. The magician expressed that he missed her very much and was looking forward to it.