Entering the bedroom, the air surging for a while, and the curtains swayed slightly with the surging air flow. Although the little witch was injured and not fully recovered, her combat effectiveness was still exploding.

It wasn't until the brows on the moon that the breath in the room subsided, but the sofa, the kitchen and even the bathroom were messed up like a thief.

The battle was fierce and the battlefield was embarrassed.

After the incident, the little witch nestled in the quilt very exhausted, with a layer of fine sweat on her body, her face was also exceptionally red, and she looked at Gao Leng with a satisfied but surprised look. Gao Leng recovered from the excitement, lying beside her, habitually placing his hands on her body, and there was some doubt in his eyes.

This time, it was very different from the past.

"Strange." Gao Leng tilted his head to think carefully: "Just...Is the rhythm of my offensive just now very fast?"

"Yeah." The little witch teased her face: "Pounded garlic with super motor added."

...

Gao Leng glanced at her helplessly. He used to ridicule her for not knowing the technique, as unorganized as pounding garlic, but this time, she came back by ridicule.

It's really a must report.

"But it's very comfortable." The little witch was very frankly affirming his hard work just now, with a proud look: "That is to say, my physique can stand your rhythm. I changed to a weak human woman. Hey, it fell apart in five minutes. ."

"Is it due to Tai Sui? How do I feel as if my strength is much stronger than before." Gao Leng looked at the muscles of his arm, and got to know a lot more. He suddenly remembered something and pulled the quilt away and looked down. , And then opened his mouth slightly.

"Don't read it, it's the size I like now." The little witch grumbled with satisfaction: "A human woman who can be conquered by you is a treasure. Hey, I guess, it's your current ability. How can you find a boyfriend in the future for a woman who is like you!"

The little witch's evaluation was very straightforward and full of pride. She stretched out her little feet to his waist and looked at Gao Leng with emotion: "You are great."

"I mean, it's great to have a root, and it's better than our race." Seeing that he was silent, the little witch added.

...

Gao Leng was no longer able to complain about her bold words and locked the keyword "our race" at once.

"What do you mean? What do I have to do with your race?" Although Gao Leng was asking the little witch, he understood a little bit in his heart.

When it was just underway, he saw the light that penetrated from his body, which was not something humans would have.

"Your offensive speed is at least ten times faster than before. It is your physical fitness that determines your speed. Your physical fitness now far surpasses that of a human being. Now, you are the physique of my race." The little witch blinked her eyes triumphantly: "Just now you In the late stage of the offensive, a dark purple mist leaks out of your body. Although it is not very dazzling, it is an important sign of having our blood."

Indeed, Gao Leng just now felt a dark purple light permeating, intertwined with the white mist in the little witch's body, floating around, very beautiful.

"Tai Sui's credit?" Gao Leng looked at Tai Sui's bag on the ground, and when he said it, he felt wrong. If Tai Sui had this credit, then this power would be too simple.

Sure enough, the little witch shook her head very dissatisfied: "Of course not. How can a Tai Sui let you have our blood? I have never encountered such a situation. I think it should be because of my true essence. Save you, take a risk and let my true essence walk in you."

"Have your race encountered a similar example of mine?"

The little witch shook her head and gave him a blank glance: "Who would spit out the true essence? If you accidentally, you will die. There seems to be a case in our clan history. In order to save his only son, the man spit out the true essence, but the son I was rescued, and I was paralyzed."

When Gao Leng heard it, he was afraid after a while.

Fear, is the experience he has almost never experienced since he was reborn.

"Since it is so dangerous, why do you want to vomit it." Gao Leng's face darkened.

"What do you do with a stern face, isn't this to save you?" The little witch waved her hand disapprovingly: "If I don't talk about this, I will be scared when I talk about it. My C cup is going to blow up."

Gao Leng was silent for a while, looking at the little witch, feeling in every way.

The woman who can't protect her is what frustrates him the most.

"Is Tai Sui useful to you?" Gao Leng asked.

"Well, Tai Sui, diamonds, the more the best ones, the better for my cultivation, the true essence is lost a lot, if there are a bunch of these things, it would be great, but...these raw materials are too expensive on earth." Little Witch She shrugged helplessly, looked at Gao Leng's face gloomy, and quickly put a smile on her face, knelt and climbed on top of him, and said mischievously: "You can get ten kilograms of Tai Sui. It's really amazing. Don't be depressed. Besides, isn’t there another way to heal injuries?"

As she said, her little mouth pouted under Gao Leng's body.

Gao Leng gritted his teeth and suppressed the depression in his heart.

Depression is useless. Accelerating the pace of rise is the only way. Raw materials are available, but they are expensive. Problems that can be solved with money are not problems.

Gao Leng turned his head and looked at the cabinet. The blood stain in the cabinet was still there, but he couldn't see the image of just now.

"This is one of the skills, New Object Art. You got some of my true essence, which may have triggered this skill, but you don't have the foundation of the spell, and you didn't follow the fur, so you are only at the bottom level, only seeing blood. In order to trigger the skill, and the image is not clear, sometimes there is no." The little witch who can see the consciousness explained.

The tracing technique, which traces the past through objects used by others, is one of the alien spells. The lowest level is to trace back through the bloodstains of others, while the highest level is to see the situation at the time as long as it is an object touched by another person or the body fluid of another person.

"How to practice?" Gao Leng heard it, and became interested.

"I can't practice, it's just triggered by my true essence. Maybe after a while, this skill will be gone." The little witch poured cold water on Gao Leng.

Gao Leng was about to ask a few more questions when the phone rang.

When he took it over, Huang Cong's name jumped into his eyes, Gao Leng answered quickly, even if he didn't call, Gao Leng would call to ask.

Huang Zuolin suddenly made an advertisement, and he definitely couldn't get rid of Huang Cong. Since he has such a great favor, he must know the ins and outs.

"Mr. Huang, hello."

"What is Mr. Huang, Brother Cong!" Huang Cong's voice was particularly excited: "I said, you guys are fine! Quickly tell your brother, Su Su's taste...how?"

...

Gao Leng was stunned, and after a few seconds, he cleared his throat: "What?"

"Okay, don't pretend, everyone has been photographed, you do, do you know? In my circle of friends, the woman they most want to see is Su Su, uh...including me, you actually got it! "