Space-time plane crossing

Chapter 1173 Spirit Insect
Under Hua Qiangu's curious eyes, Yang Cong waved his other hand like a knife.

An extremely obvious wound appeared in Hua Qiangu's eyes.

Seeing this scene, Hua Qiangu hastily grabbed Yang Cong's injured hand: "Brother Yang, what are you doing?"

"It's okay, don't worry, you watch first." Yang Cong smiled and moved Hua Qiangu's hand away.

Hua Qiangu also looked at Yang Cong very worriedly: "Brother Yang, it's actually not necessary."

Yang Cong didn't close it, but exerted a little force on his hands, and then drops of golden blood flowed out from Yang Cong's wounds.

Seeing Yang Cong's golden blood, Hua Qiangu was instantly dumbfounded.

Under Hua Qiangu's gaze, Yang Cong's blood was suspended in the air, condensed together, and formed a golden ball.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Cong reached out to knead, and after a while, Yang Cong turned to look at Hua Qiangu: "Little bone, hold it."

"En." Hua Qiangu reached out curiously to catch the golden light in the sky.

When Hua Qiangu grasped the golden light, the light dissipated instantly, and when the light dissipated, what Hua Qiangu saw was a necklace.

After holding the necklace, Hua Qiangu looked at Yang Cong with confusion.

"Take this necklace as a gift from me, and you take it with you," Yang Cong said.

"Wait a minute." Hua Qiangu wanted to tear off the white cloth from her sleeve, but was stopped by Yang Cong.

"What are you doing?" Yang Cong was a little confused.

"Brother Yang, your hand is not..." Hua Qiangu opened Yang Cong's injured left hand, and suddenly found that the original wound has no trace of it now: "This..."

Hua Qiangu didn't believe it. Seeing Hua Qiangu like this, Yang Cong smiled and said, "Okay, you don't even want to know who I am, Brother Yang. Come on, I'll help you bring it."

"Well, good." Hua Qiangu saw that Yang Cong's hand had healed unexpectedly, and the worry on his face disappeared.

While putting the necklace on Hua Qiangu, Yang Cong said, "Just put on this necklace and call me, and I will come to you. If I don't come, this necklace can also protect you from No harm, no one can hurt you."

But when Yang Cong was about to put it on for Hua Qiangu, he suddenly saw the necklace Hua Qiangu was already wearing around his neck.

"Your necklace?" Yang Cong looked at the necklace and asked.

"The Master of the Immortal Pavilion gave it to me. He said that he could break the barrier of Mount Shu. That's why I came to Mount Shu." Hua Qiangu explained to Yang Cong.

Looking at the necklace, Yang Cong nodded: "Take it off."

"Pick it off?" Hua Qiangu looked puzzled.

But Hua Qiangu still reached out and took off the necklace, after all, it was Yang Cong who said it.

After taking it off, Yang Cong gave Hua Qiangu the necklace he forged.

Hua Qiangu looked at the exquisite necklace on her neck, and liked it very much: "Thank you, Brother Yang."

"It's okay, remember not to lose it." Yang Cong patted Hua Qiangu's head.

This necklace was refined from a drop of his original essence and blood, it could prevent Hua Qiangu from any harm, as long as his strength did not surpass Yang Cong, it was almost impossible to break the enchantment of this necklace.

And as long as Hua Qiangu wears this necklace, Yang Cong is not afraid that he will not be able to find Hua Qiangu.

After all, Yang Cong was afraid that he would not be able to stay by Hua Qiangu's side all the time, if Hua Qiangu met an extremely powerful opponent, then Yang Cong might not even be able to come in time.

"By the way, Brother Yang, what should I do with the Tianshui drops that the Immortal Pavilion gave me?" Hua Qiangu said, "The owner of the Immortal Pavilion said it was a good thing."

"A good thing is indeed a good thing." Yang Cong looked at the necklace, then turned to Hua Qiangu: "Xiaogu, do you want a spirit insect as a pet?"

"Spirit insects as pets?" Hua Qiangu scratched her head, somewhat puzzled.

"You take it with you."

"Ah."

Hua Qiangu handed his right hand to Yang Cong, and Yang Cong stroked Hua Qiangu's skin with his finger.

"hiss...."

Before Hua Qiangu cried out in pain, Yang Cong directly took out a drop of blood and repaired Hua Qiangu's wound in the next second.

Taking a look at her own hand, Hua Qiangu turned her head to look at the drop of blood floating above Yang Cong's palm.

"Is this my blood?" Hua Qiangu asked.

"En." Yang Cong nodded, then he stretched out his finger and bit his own finger. Similarly, a drop of golden blood was taken out by Yang Cong.

Under Yang Cong's control, the two drops of blood fused together to form new blood, but to Yang Cong's surprise, it wasn't Hua Qiangu's blood that fused into his blood, but his blood fused into his blood. Hua Qiangu's blood.

So this newly fused drop of blood is blood red, not Yang Cong's golden color.

Glancing at Hua Qiangu, and thinking of Hua Qiangu's identity, he didn't do anything wrong.

Then, under Hua Qiangu's gaze, he dripped the drop of blood into Hua Qiangu's drop of heavenly water.

And just after Yang Cong dripped blood into the sky water droplet, after a while, cracks began to appear on the surface of the entire red sky water droplet, like a chicken breaking its shell, a small transparent insect thinner than a little finger came from inside. With great effort, he crawled out, his body still covered in streaks of blood, and he crawled forward tremblingly while struggling.

"Ah! It's out!" Hua Qiangu looked at the little bug in Yang Cong's palm in surprise.

This little bug is very cute and looks like it really wants to be pinched.

Seeing this spirit worm, Yang Cong couldn't help shaking his head. He originally thought that if he mixed with his blood, there might be different results.

But now it is discovered that after adding his blood, the spirit worm has only inherited a little of his immortal power, and it has also strengthened his talent.

It can be said that if this spirit worm wants to practice in the future, it will be a piece of cake.

The spirit insects kept crawling on Yang Cong's hands, and after a moment she seemed to open her small and exquisite eyes. She looked at Yang Cong and Hua Qiangu, and said in a childish voice: "Dad, mother..."

Yang Cong smiled when he heard the spirit insect calling him father and Hua Qiangu mother.

"Ah! Daddy! Mother!"

Hua Qiangu's face instantly turned red, and she couldn't help but cast a glance at Yang Cong, only to find that Yang Cong was still so indifferent.

Yang Cong said: "Okay, from now on it will be your spiritual pet, you can give her a name."

Hearing Yang Cong's words, Hua Qiangu was slightly taken aback: "Choose a name?... I haven't given anyone a name yet."

Seeing Hua Qiangu like that, Yang Cong couldn't help sighing: "She calls you mother, so you are her mother, so you can name her what you think is suitable for her."

(End of this chapter)