The strongest alien beast in the empire live [Interstellar]

After pondering all night last night, Xuan had a vague guess in his mind that maybe a strange beast needs to reach a certain level of strength to become a human, but he can't do it at his current level. Of course, there is nothing to rely on for this guess, and he can only try it.

Jiang Moshu does not doubt that there is him. Xuan is already very strong, so he usually does not seem to be too persistent in the pursuit of strength, but of course the stronger the strength in this dangerous world, the better. He has not yet developed that kind of strength when he first came into contact with these things. Improving the awareness of self-abilities anytime and anywhere, now that I mention it, I still feel a little guilty.

Wasn't the purpose of signing the contract in the first place to help the beast improve its ability?

Oh, right!And detoxification!Before the alien beast signed the contract, it relied on devouring the waste crystals. Toxins had accumulated in its body, but the amount of toxins was not enough to affect itself. No beasts mentioned it, and no beasts had problems, so Jiang Moshu ignored it. , but if it is not removed, it will always be a hidden danger if it stays in the body.

Frowning, he remembered that when he was sorting out the book mountain and the secret room of his ancestor... he seemed to have found something, it was an ancient medicine prescription, and the words on the book cover were flying and phoenix dances, and he could see a word of medicine clearly. I took a look inside and found that it was like a heavenly book, just like the prescriptions prescribed by doctors in the hospital before, and the handwriting that looked like a mysterious code should not be understood by a non-professional.

He didn't study it carefully, so he just stuffed it in a corner of the bookshelf.

He didn't read the medical books very carefully. Now that he thinks about it, this barren poison is a kind of toxin. To get rid of the poison, he needs to use medicine. He probably can find clues from these books.

He didn't care about such an important thing!Jiang Moshu gritted his teeth in annoyance.

After sending a message to Yanhe and Ronggui, Jiang Moshu planned to take a vacation for himself.

After breakfast, he absorbed a few more wild crystals, and then went to the study to retreat.

Xuan lay on the carpet, looking at the mess on the ground.

"Found it, sure enough."

With an exclamation, Xuan looked over, and Jiang Moshu was holding a book excitedly.

"Fuck! Who can understand this word!" He struggled to identify the ghost symbols on the book, but finally he chose to give up.

You can only take a picture and send it to professionals.

"Hmm... what is this?" During the flipping process, a piece of paper fell from the middle of the book.

The color is old and dark yellow, and it looks like it has aged.

Jiang Moshu carefully lifted a corner and put it on the table, then slowly opened it.

The folded paper made a slight crisp sound, and the movement was so light, but it still broke from the crease.

Jiang Moshu's heart trembled, and he quickly withdrew his hand.

A man and a beast leaned over to look at it. It turned out to be a painting. The lines are simple and clear but extremely vivid. It can be seen that there are two men in the painting. The taste of bones, only the ancestors can have this kind of temperament, and the person next to him is so imposing, standing quietly like a long sword that opens the front, the most surprising thing is that behind this man there is a on the wings.

Xuan's eyes moved slightly, staring at the man with wings on his back for a long while.

"Hmm... Where is the painting in the old ancestor's collection? Who is next to me..."

With that said, Jiang Moshu, whose curiosity was aroused, began to flip through the books one by one.

At the beginning, it was just a simple sorting, and I didn’t even look through the books. Now that I’m interested, I got a lot of surprises like digging for a treasure. The ancestor seems to be a very elegant person. The paintings in the book can be piled up thickly, and Jiang Moshu found a few.

The contents of these paintings are actually quite simple.

Or two, or one person.

The mysterious man with two wings is the eternal protagonist in the painting. I can't taste one or two pictures, but these hundred paintings are all made for one person. I think this man has a very important position in the painter's heart. Jiang Moshu looked carefully at the only portrait that was still considered detailed.

The man has long hair like black ink, a pair of black horns on his forehead, and a pair of golden eyes that seem to be looking at something.

Focused and gentle.

"Your ancestor?!" If you don't understand now, you must be stupid.

Jiang Moshu looked at Xuan in surprise, and then remembered the statue above his head.

"So the ancestor and your ancestor are...the relationship?"

This affection is vivid on the paper, and the love has been engraved in the painting stroke by stroke. Even if Jiang Moshu has never experienced it, he can still feel the eagerness in it. Unexpected, reasonable, pointed Jian gently traced the edge of the drawing paper, Jiang Moshu looked at the person in the painting, his thoughts fluttered, and he couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at Xuan beside him.

Xuan Jingjing squatted by the table, there seemed to be a flash of light in her golden eyes.

He looked at the painting quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

As if feeling Jiang Moshu's gaze, he looked over.

One person and one beast are speechless, and it seems that thousands of words are condensed in the eyes. The heartstrings are gently plucked, and the frequency of the heartbeat gradually coincides. The two parties subconsciously temporarily block the contract. Just like this, with some kind of inexplicable thought, slowly fermenting in the bottom of my heart, maybe one day I will brew mellow and strong wine.

"Cough." Jiang Moshu looked away in embarrassment, and tidied up the messy desk in a hurry.

"Bang Dang" sounded softly.

One man and one beast bowed their heads together.

Jiang Moshu was holding a piece of drawing paper in his hand, and turned his head to find a box to store it in. During the shaking, something fell out and hit the desk. It was a slap It was so strange that such a big jade box appeared out of thin air. He couldn't help shaking the drawing paper in his hand again. After a rustle, he didn't find anything else.

After staring at the box for a while, I finally couldn't help opening it out of curiosity.

Inside the box lay a jade pendant, the whole body was shiny and smooth, it was a piece of black jade without a trace of variegation.

Jiang Moshu was stunned, this Moyu was worth the old money.

Picking up the jade pendant and looking at it in his hand, there is a mysterious beast engraved on the surface of the jade, which is very similar to Xuan. Shu is not a magical person like his ancestors, he can feel the different spiritual aura emanating from this jade.

He watched it over and over again, and even tested it with the tentacles of mental power.

It seems to be nothing special, just a jade pendant with a bit of aura.

Seeing Xuan kept staring at Yu, Jiang Moshu casually placed it in front of his eyes, and continued to tidy up the table.

Ever since the jade pendant appeared, Xuan felt a subtle sense of connection, something hidden in the jade was calling him.

Looking up at Jiang Moshu who was stuffing the book on the shelf, Xuan raised his paw and dripped a drop of blood on the jade pendant.

The jade pendant turned into a black ray of light and rushed into Xuan's forehead.

A force broke into the sea of ​​consciousness, taking away his sanity irresistibly.

His eyes turned black, his huge body was on the verge of falling, and finally he couldn't hold back the sleepiness that struck him, and fell to the ground with a bang.

The huge movement shook the bookshelf almost toppled over, Jiang Moshu turned his head suddenly, and saw the big black hairball lying on the ground unconscious, his heart tightened, he dropped what he was holding and rushed over: "Xuan? Xuan? what happened?!"

It's like a dream, yet so real.

The wind blew past his ears, and the slight coolness made his body tremble slightly.

The place where he was standing was somewhat familiar, and a slightly noisy movement came from behind him. He glanced back and saw that there was a bustling and prosperous city down the bluestone stairs. Pedestrians came and went on the road. There were humans and strange beasts... Flat ground There was a gust of wind, the black hair fluttered to cover the sight, the wind seemed to take away all the hustle and bustle, and only the soft sound of the hem of the clothes could be heard in the ears.

Looking back, I don't know when there were two more people on the top of the mountain.

One is dressed in a blue and white robe, with a long body and a graceful temperament.

One is dressed in black trousers, with black horns on his forehead and a pair of black wings on his back, looking majestic and majestic.

The identity is self-evident, but Xuan just doesn't know why he saw his two "ancestors".

"Come." The ancestor called softly with a smile on his face.

Xuan subconsciously raised his foot and walked over.

"...!" After a pause, he looked down, his golden eyes suddenly opened wide.

The familiar hairy claws are gone... A pair of human feet stepped on the soft grass, and raised his arms. Black flowing cloud patterns wrapped around his fair skin. There were no sharp claws, no pads, and his five fingers were long and flexible, always calm At this time, Dexuan was also a little bit surprised.

This is... a human body!

"Is this what you expected?" The old ancestor's voice sounded again, with a hint of a smile.

"what should I do?"

The voice was a little hoarse and heavy, like someone who hadn't spoken for a long time, and seemed a little dry.

Xuan met the ancestor's gentle gaze, looking forward to getting an answer.

"You will know that this is a gift I left to my descendants. I don't know how many generations it has been here. If there is a destiny, this gift will continue to be passed on. If there is no destiny, it can be used as an antique collection. Collection, everything you want to know is in this jade, I hope you won't regret your final choice."

The man beside him opened his eyes, and his golden pupils locked firmly on the person beside him.

Interlocking fingers, looking at each other and smiling, the affection is at ease.

Like drops of ink falling into water, a trace of ink spreads, and everything around turns into black ink, which condenses into jade in Xuan's hands. It's that piece of jade pendant!At this time, the jade pendant was shining slightly, and a majestic and heavy force penetrated into the body, squeezing the internal organs, Xuan An secretly gritted his teeth for support, his consciousness lightened, and he returned to the darkness again.

"How is it?" Wu Ting came in through the door with a lunch box in his mouth.

Jiang Moshu sat on the edge of the bed in a daze.

His face was haggard, his eyes were blue and black, and his eyes were dull.

Looking at Xuan who was still sleepy, he shook his head slightly: "It's still the same."

It has been five days since Xuan suddenly fell into a coma that day, and Jiang Moshu tried all means to wake Xuan up. He didn't even know what happened to Xuan to cause him to fall asleep suddenly, and the medical equipment did not check his body. If there was any abnormality, he hoped that Xuan would wake up the next day, but on the third day, the fourth day, the fifth day... Xuan did not show any signs of waking up, and still fell asleep so quietly.

A huge panic enveloped Jiang Moshu, he was afraid that Xuan would just sleep like this and never wake up.

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