Super God Gene

Although it was only a short time, Han Sen had been prepared, and his eyes stared at it. He still saw what the cold light was, and could not help but stay a little.

The roast bird ribs flew out in the air for less than three meters. They have not yet fallen underground. The meat on the top has been dull, leaving only the bones scattered on the ground, and the cold light flew into the distant forest and disappeared. Trace, it's all in the blink of an eye.

Han Sen looked at the place where the cold light disappeared, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his eyes were full of suspicious colors. The thing that grabbed his meat was actually a palm-sized mouse.

It is a mouse, it seems to be a bit wrong, although it is white, but the body is relatively elongated, more like a small white weasel.

What kinds of creatures are not enough to surprise Hansen. What really surprised Hansen is that when this guy vacates and grabs his meat, he obviously has the power of the wind, otherwise it can’t fly. far.

"Here is the dusty sky, how can there be creatures that can use the power of the wind to fly?" Hansen was puzzled, which is really strange.

In theory, apart from the lord of heaven, there should be no other creatures that can use extraordinary power in the dusty days, but this little mouse did.

"Is it true that the power of this little mouse has been strong enough to break through the rules of the dusty days?" Hansen couldn't think of an answer.

Hansen then baked the remaining birds one by one. After each roasting, Hansen turned around and waited for a while, and when he turned around, the barbecue would be lightened.

The appetite of the white mouse is obviously very good, and the meat of the golden-winged Dapeng is eaten by it, and there is nothing left.

Hansen didn't eat the barbecue, but he was not angry. Instead, his heart was faintly interested. This little mouse may be his hope of breaking through the dust.

After destroying the fire, Hansen got up and left. Before he found him in the funeral road, Hansen wanted to collect as many broken genes as possible, and maybe it would be useful.

Everything is dangerous, but it is also an opportunity. The broken beasts here are also extremely weak, and it is easier to hunt.

After walking a dozen miles, Hansen discovered another broken beast. It was a giant elephant with a white body like a jade.

Hansen did not spend much effort, just ten minutes, he opened the head of the giant elephant.

"Hunting the white elephants of the broken beast and discovering the broken genes."

Hansen dug up the broken-break gene. After swallowing, he only added two broken genes, and he didn't know if the giant elephant's break rate was too low, or what other reasons.

Did not immediately continue to search for the broken beast, Han Sen cut the ivory meat, stringed the most essential elephant trunk meat, but it was already full of fragrance.

Hansen just turned around and then looked back and found that the grilled elephant trunk was gone.

"The guy really followed." Hansen secretly said, and then baked a few pieces of meat, the result is still the same, every time Hansen turned around, the baked meat like meat disappeared.

I don't know the little body of the little mouse. How can I eat so much meat?

Hansen, who weighed several tons, burned most of the results. All of them were eaten by the white rats. The remaining part, Hansen did not roast, but got up and left.

After Hansen walked away, he turned back and found that the remaining elephant meat was still there and was not eaten.

"The guy is so particular, don't even eat raw meat?" Han Sen had some doubts in his heart.

If the thing was not raw meat before, then there is only one possibility. Maybe it is a pet raised by someone else, so there is a chance to eat cooked meat, otherwise the little white mouse can never barbecue anything.

Of course, it is also possible that the white mouse used to eat raw meat, but Hansen’s barbecue has raised its mouth, so now it is not eating raw meat.

"If it is the former possibility, people who can raise such pets in such a dusty place, I am afraid that it is only a funeral day." Han Sen secretly sinks.

After not staying for too long, Hansen got up and continued to search for the broken beasts. But after the broken beasts he found were killed, they could be roasted, but the meat was eaten by the mice.

After a long time, the little mouse didn't seem to be afraid. I knew that the brazen appeared in a place close to Hansen. Every time Hansen barbecued, it stared in the distance.

As long as the meat is baked, and Hansen turns around again, it can't wait to pounce on it for food. The wind is cruel and the sky is incredible.

But no matter how you eat it, its little belly doesn't rise, it seems like a bottomless abyss.

After eating, the mouse flew to the distance again, looking at Han Sen from afar, and did not have the meaning of closeness.

"White-eyed wolf... Not right... White-eyed mouse..." Hansen’s heart was dark, he wanted to use the power of the white mouse, but let the white rat eat seven or eight broken beasts, but there is no way to get the white mouse. trust.

"Come on slowly." Hansen has no choice but to look for the broken beast to hunt and continue to try to communicate with the mouse, hoping to let it completely put aside their own guard.

Although he has not been able to successfully seduce the mouse, Hansen’s broken-breaking gene has increased a lot. There are already 43 points of broken genes. If there are enough broken beasts here, he can kill him. Maybe then After ten days and a half, he will be able to reach the full extent of the broken-off gene.

It’s just that the Broken Beast is not so easy to find. Hansen has been away for a long time, and he hasn’t found a broken beast. He has seen a lot of ordinary creatures. Hansen has no interest in ordinary creatures, just Since the beginning of the road.

When he walked to a small stream, Hansen was drinking water by the stream, but he heard footsteps in the upper reaches, looked up and saw a familiar face.

"Is it you?" The two screamed at the same time, and at the same time put on a vigilant fighting stance.

From the upper reaches of the creek is a man, dressed in black, but his face is very mild, it seems that there is nothing special, but Han Sen knows that under this gentleness, hiding a terrible heart .

"The ancient demon, how are you here?" Hansen asked the man in front of him.

"Why are you here?" The ancient devil looked at Hansen with a smile, and did not intend to retreat as usual.

Hansen’s mind has turned a myriad of thoughts in an instant: “The ancient demon is a random dust, is there any special reason? He just broke the border and didn’t seem to have the ability to rush into thirty-three days...etc... ...the place where the thirty-three heavens are so big, why did the funeral road become the owner of the dusty sky, and the ancient devil also came here?"d