Chapter 1446 Little Silver Is Birth

The wooden sword was as black as ink, but the lightning that gushed out was as white as snow. Wisps of lightning wrapped around the egg, and slowly melted like snow, soaking into the egg, making the whole egg light up.

Han Sen looked at the wooden sword and the egg transformed by Xiaoyinyin in surprise. Although the wooden sword gushed out lightning, it didn't feel the violence of lightning at all. Instead, it was full of vitality, giving people a breath of biological origin of the revival of all things. .

On the egg transformed by Little Yinyin, Han Sen felt a desire, like a hungry beast yearning for flesh and blood.

With a thought, Han Sen put the wooden sword on top of the egg and stood aside to watch Little Yinyin's reaction.

Although the Lightning Strike Divine Tree is precious, if it can benefit Little Yinyin earlier, Han Sen will not be stingy, although he is a bit reluctant.

After all, Little Silver has been with Han Sen for too long, and has saved him several times in distress. Han Sen has already regarded him as a part of the family.

When the wooden sword touched the egg, more and more thunder and lightning gushed out of it, and the lightning threads wrapped around the egg like silk, making the egg more and more transparent and bright, as if silver lightning was conceived in the egg.

What is even more surprising is that the Thunder Strike Divine Wood that had been carved into a wooden sword gradually revived, and the pitch-black as charcoal sword body gradually became moist and swelled slightly, as if it was growing slowly.

Not long after, Han Sen saw a small sprout growing on the wooden sword, and the sprout was still growing. There were more and more sprouts on the sword, and the wooden sword gradually lost its sword shape. , more like a dead tree trunk budding.

"Does this count as spring on a dead tree?" Han Sen wondered in his heart.

As the thunder and lightning gushed out from the wooden sword, the egg transformed by Little Yinyin was like a round of silver thunder and scorching sun, and the wooden sword also grew into a small tree, those buds gradually grew up and became up green leaves.

This process did not last too long. When the entire wooden sword was covered with green leaves, the vitality on the wooden sword began to turn from flourishing to weak, and those leaves began to wither slowly, and the lightning filaments gushing out from the sword Also less and less.

Until the green leaves were all withered and withered, there was no more lightning gushing from the wooden sword, and then the wooden sword turned into a pile of soot-like powder with a bang.

Han Sen felt a little distressed. This is a treasure that can only appear once in 10,000 years, and the emperor needs to take action to break it off. Now that this branch has been destroyed, Han Sen doesn't know if he will have a chance to get another piece of Lightning Strike God Tree in the future. .

But in that piece of silver electricity, the familiar breath of life became stronger and stronger, and it was the breath of life of little Yinyin.

Click!

In that round of silver sun, there was a light sound suddenly, and then the silver thunder became more and more intense, and suddenly expanded, flooding the entire hall.

But those blazing silver lightning did not hurt Han Sen, but made Han Sen feel comfortable all over his body, as if his whole body had been baptized by the holy light, and his cells were rejuvenated.

Amidst the silver thunder and lightning, a petite and elegant figure walked slowly, dressed in silver fur, indescribably noble and gorgeous.

"Little Yinyin!" Han Sen was delighted, and immediately hugged Xiao Yinyin, rubbing his old face against her head.

Little Yinyin squinted her eyes, showing a very arrogant and helpless expression, but there was also a trace of unconcealable joy in that expression.

After the thunder and lightning brilliance disappeared, Little Yinyin broke free from Han Sen and shook her body slightly. The hair on her body that was messed up by Han Sen immediately regained its beauty and smoothness.

"Don't hug a girl casually." An immature girl's voice came from Xiao Yinyin's mouth.

Han Sen was overjoyed immediately, raised Little Silver with both hands again, looked at her and said, "You can speak human language?"

"I told you not to hug me, you messed up my beautiful hair." Little Yinyin broke free from Han Sen's hands, landed on the ground and shook her messed up hair, proudly said: "Human voice It’s too easy for me, and speaking human languages ​​is nothing to be proud of.”

"I know you are the best." Han Sen rubbed Little Yinyin's head.

Little Yinyin was so proud that she didn't emphasize that Han Sen was not allowed to mess with her head.

The birth of Little Yinyin made Han Sen very happy, but Bao'er was very unhappy. In the past, she was the only one favored by Han Sen, and Han Sen would take her with him wherever he went, but now there is another little Yinyin.

Bao'er and Xiao Yinyin looked at each other, their eyes seemed to be sparked in the air, and after the eyes of one person and one fox met for a moment, they immediately turned their heads and stopped looking at each other.

Little Yinyin's current situation is similar to that of the descendants of super god creatures. They have just been born, and their physical fitness is at the level of super god creature larvae. However, little silver silver has directly condensed the gene core. Like Han Sen, they are all bronze The gene core needs to be improved a little bit by itself.

Han Sen was about to take Bao'er and Xiao Yinyin to the underground world again. He was afraid that if he left for too long, Ling Meier would be plotted against by Ling Shisan.

It would be too pitiful for such a simple and beautiful girl to be tricked into giving birth by Ling Shisan.

But before Han Sen left the Shadow Sanctuary, he felt a very strong aura coming towards the Shadow Sanctuary, which made Han Sen frown slightly.

He already knew who the owner of that breath was, that is, the foreign spirit who had been here twice, Qing Le from the Outer Heaven Sanctuary.

Han Sen hurriedly hid back to the Temple of the Foreign Spirit, and then asked Sheep and Qingniu, the two most foolish guys, to meet Qing Le and see what he was doing again.

Sheep and Qingniu came out of the gate with a few alien creatures under them, and Sheep stepped forward with a smile on her face and said, "Master Qingle, your presence here really makes our Shadow Sanctuary flourish. Do you know what your lord is here for? We can also actively cooperate with your lord."

Qing Le said with a gloomy face: "From now on, this shelter is under my control, and you all follow me from now on."

Qing Le is in a very bad mood now. Originally, Han Sen was the only one who came out of the mysterious sanctuary, and Han Sen was recommended by him and Yu Xuan together. Logically speaking, it is considered a great achievement.

But because Han Sen failed to bring back any particularly useful information, and Tianwai failed to lay down the mysterious shelter, the credit was lost.

It’s fine if there is no credit, because he and Yuxuan walked relatively close, and he was squeezed out by Yumiao, so he was driven here to garrison, saying that he was managing this area, but in fact this is a remote place with poor mountains and rivers. There are not many, and the Shadow Sanctuary is already one of the main shelters, and the original owner, Han Sen, has damaged his soul and is relatively weak, so Qingle plans to live here.

Hearing what Qing Le said, both Yang Yang and Qing Niu's expressions changed.

"My lord, how can I trouble you to manage this little sanctuary by yourself? You just need to say a word to do whatever you want, and we will do it for you," said the sheep.

"What nonsense, take me to the Temple of Different Spirits, and I will be your boss in the future." Qing Le is in a very bad mood now, and she is too lazy to talk nonsense with the sheep, and walks directly into the shelter.

"Yes, yes, please, boss." Sheep rolled her eyes and said with a low eyebrow.

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