Mysterious Master Breaks into the Mysterious Realm

Chapter 39



He stepped forward and touched the Fire Crystal Snake's huge head, Qin Lang also lowered his head and actively extended the snake's head to his hand for him to touch.

Song Yutang's eyes lit up when he touched it. The tentacles felt as smooth as fine silk, and they were also icy and cool, so it would be very refreshing to sleep with them in their arms in summer.

Qin Xiaomeng saw that joy was beating in Song Yutang's palm, the little paper figure was very light, expressing his enthusiastic joy with jumps, even seeing Song Yutang reaching out to touch the snake's head, he also stretched out The little arm wanted to touch it, but unfortunately his arm was stretched out, the short one hadn't left Song Yutang's palm.

Qin Xiaomeng, "..."

"Xiaomeng also wants to touch it." Song Yutang instantly understood Qin Xiaomeng's movements. Although Qin Xiaomeng couldn't speak, had no facial features, and was just a blank paper cutout, after getting along with each other for the past few days, Song Yutang She has long been familiar with Qin Xiaomeng's every move.

He is like a naughty but growing child, he is imitating Song Yutang in every move, he is so cute.

Qin Lang lowered his head, and Song Yutang raised his hand and put it on Qin Lang's snake head. Qin Xiaomeng jumped out of Song Yutang's hand happily, and jumped onto Qin Lang's head. It's a pity that the snake skin was too slippery. With no feet and only two legs cut out of white paper, naturally there is no strength and center of gravity. As soon as he jumped on Qin Lang's head, Qin Xiaomeng slid down.

He suddenly twisted the whole piece of paper and turned to look at Song Yutang. Although his facial features were blank, Song Yutang still felt the panic on his little face.

Song Yutang couldn't be happier, he laughed and quickly took Qin Xiaomeng off Qin Lang's head and put it in his palm, saying, "You don't have feet, so you can't stand on his head, you know?"

Qin Xiaomeng patted her small chest with her arms in horror, nodded her head to express that she knew, but at the same time her two arms drooped down, and she lowered her head, expressing that she was very frustrated.

Song Yutang, "...Don't be sad, you don't have feet now, maybe you will have feet in the future, right Qin Lang?"

Song Yutang quickly looked at Qin Lang, anxious.

Qin Lang nodded and said with a smile, "Yes, Xiaomeng, when we meet next time, I will add facial features and hands and feet to you."

Now that he has become a soul beast master, he can practice normally. As long as he works hard, after a year or so, his skills will improve, and it will not be a problem to add facial features, hands and feet to Qin Xiaomeng.

Qin Xiaomeng's heart beat in Song Yutang's hand with joy, and she nodded heavily, expressing enthusiastically that she was very happy.

Song Yutang looked at Qin Xiaomeng with a smile and said, "Why do I feel that raising him is like raising a child?"

Qin Lang looked at Qin Xiaomeng, who was so happy in his hand for a moment, and thought to himself, why not raise a child, our child.

Song Yutang raised his head again and carefully looked at the fire crystal raised in the triangular area on the top of Qin Lang's Fire Crystal Snake and the patterns on the snake's skin with sparkling eyes, and said, "Why do I feel that it is a bit different from the Fire Crystal Snake?"

Song Heng also stepped forward to have a look.

Ordinary fire crystal snakes, the snake skin is red like fire, with dark black patterns on its body, now the snake skin looks like a red-hot iron, even more red like fire, but the dark black patterns have become much lighter, faintly There is some blue-purple mixed in, but you can't see it if you don't look carefully.

Moreover, the highly poisonous flint stone hidden on the top of the fire crystal snake's head has also undergone some changes. The fishy smell on the Fire Crystal Snake was gone.

Song Heng looked at Zou and frowned.


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