The shock in Xi Guican's heart was indescribable in words. He stared at those little wings in disbelief, and the little wings flapped carefully under his gaze.
Small water droplets fluttered from the wet wings.
What shocked Xi Guican more than being able to control his wings as he wished was that these thumb-sized wings... actually had more hair than the sum of the hair on his bald back!
His back was as bald as he wanted, the shortest hair was only a few millimeters, and the longest hair was no longer than the length of a fingernail.
Xi Guican didn't like to become a prototype and look in the mirror, in fact, she didn't want to face the fact that she was bald. If you don't look, you won't feel bald.
The big white tiger retracted his gaze horribly, and soaked in the bathtub to think about life.
Because of inheritance, he understood the source of the wings the moment he saw them. It was the Wings of Slaughter that he refined with ten thousand years, so Xi Guican was ready to meet the wings.
After the fusion of the two selves, Xi Guican no longer resisted the wings, and even looked forward to the coming of the Wings of Slaughter. The Wings of Slaughter in his imagination should be as huge as the sky and the sun, and every arc of the wings was like a machete. As fierce as it is, at a glance, it looks like a weapon with great lethality is installed on the back, and every time the wings are flapped, a piece of life can be harvested.
Instead of... joke-like fluffy little wings.
It was small in the first place, and when he just emerged, he was pressed against the wall by Xi Guican and rubbed wildly by the bath machine. If it falls out, the hair growth bath will also make it grow back, and it will grow bigger and more.
Remembering that he almost strangled the feathers of his little wings in the cradle, the big white tiger gasped.
He must take good care of this hard-won wing, which needs to be irrigated with aura and nurtured by killing. For wings, the best nourishment for growth is the life of the Zerg.
To use a common metaphor, Qiong Qi raised his Slaughter Wings back then, and devoted much effort to raising pigs. The Zerg is the hogweed that he has worked so hard to prepare, irrigated with strength and wisdom, and only after the piglets are born, harvest the hogweed and raise pigs happily.
Because of the wing cultivation plan, Xi Guican, who originally did not want to participate in the Star Wars, shook his mind.
When he participated in the Star Wars, it was purely because of an agreement with the Federal Army. He did not regard the Federation as his home at all, let alone those noble sentiments of protecting the country and defending the country. Originally, after Xi Guican decided to recover, he would stay on his own planet and play games every day.
Is there anything happier in the world than logging in to the game
Thinking that his happy retirement life has been destroyed, the big white tiger fanned his little wings unhappily, and the mini little wings could not even make a small splash in the bathtub, which was very tasteless.
It seems that it can only be used to kill insects and raise wings.
The big white tiger sighed melancholy, and the feeling of weakness in the stomach caused by the hair growth bath made the big white tiger even more melancholy.
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When the time limit for the holographic game came, He Ruge, who was sleeping soundly, was kicked out of the holographic game, and was abruptly woken up by the cold mechanical sound.
He Ruge: "...?!"
Is this broken game the devil? !
He Ruge crawled into bed in a depressed mood. The blanket was not warm at all, and there was no big white tiger's belly to sleep comfortably. He Ruge, who was relieved from the cold, added a quilt to himself, lying flat and fell into a beautiful reverie.
The big white tiger is already very big now. After three injections of genetic medicine, how big can the big white tiger get? Could he roll on his soft, white belly
He Ruge had a dream that he was rolling around and rolling on his big soft belly, and the soft belly suddenly turned into hard abdominal muscles. The handsome man pressed him under him, grasping his hand with a strong hand, guiding him to stroke the undulating muscles.
Thin lips covered his earlobe, and his slightly hoarse voice was so excited that he couldn't speak: "Don't you like touching me? Come on."
It was so hot that a thin layer of sweat broke out on my body. The hand that was groping down suddenly felt a thorny thing. The palm wanted to retract like an electric shock, but the wrist was firmly pressed.
He Ruge felt like a fish lying on the chopping board that was about to die of thirst. He was licked from top to bottom by his barbed tongue, and then...
Its daybreak.
He Ruge, who woke up, got out of the quilt. He shouldn't have added a quilt casually. In his dream last night, he thought he was going to be heated to death.
Don't think about the big white tiger before going to bed, so that you won't review the little knowledge of feline spines in your dreams.
But speaking of it, this game tricked him into the pit at first, with a photo of a handsome male god in military uniform. He has been playing the game for such a long time, and all he sees is fluffy, and he has not seen the opening screen yet. in military uniform.
The game said that the six experiments are over. As long as the favorability is above 90, you can get the military uniform PLAY. Now it has more than 200 favorability, and the game is also at the end of the fourth experiment. Does this mean—
Will the big white tiger be transformed into a human form soon? !
Thinking about it, I was a little excited.
However, the higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment. He still shouldn't immediately think about seeing the big white tiger in human form. In case the game really dragged all the way to the last experiment before turning into a human form, he was hung up on his appetite and suffered even more. Other way.
He Ruge pinched the bridge of his nose, ready to go to the bathroom to take a shower to calm down. During the shower, He Ruge saw that there are two red lines on each of his thighs, the inside of his thighs are shiny silver-white lines, and there are also bright red lines on his ankles. Demon pattern.
And this time, He Ruge discovered that in addition to these positions, there were also red demon patterns on his back. He Ruge turned his back to the mirror and turned to look at himself in the mirror.
The young man in the mirror has white to glowing skin. He is very thin, and the only bit of flesh on his body has grown to where it should be. This shows that the curve of the back is very beautiful, the line from the waist to the buttocks. It is an arc where the straight line suddenly becomes soft and full.
The bright red demon pattern grows on that curve, full of seductive aura.
He Ruge was full of desire to complain about the ingenious growth position of this monster pattern. Whose demon pattern grows in such an unethical place, if someone who doesn't know the truth sees it, there will be a lot of messy thoughts, okay? Fortunately, the demon pattern can be hidden in the future.
He Ruge, who came out of the bathroom, entered the state of being a sage. He wrote 2,000 words in his heart, and then logged into the game to find Xi Guican.
In addition to the nutrient solution, he also prepared other love breakfasts for Xi Guican from the Love Mall. Although He Ruge made a cup of oatmeal and ate a few slices of toast in the morning, He Ruge was full of boundless enthusiasm for Xi Guican's morning plan.
The nutrient solution will give the big white tiger a feeling of satiety, so the extra meal should not be added too much. How about a bowl of porridge? The nutrient solution is too cold. Drinking ice in the morning is not good for the stomach. Drinking some hot porridge can warm the stomach!
He Ruge, who had decided on a meal plan, was looking for porridge in the love mall. When the big white tiger was young, he always gave the little white tiger sweet snacks. For carnivores like tigers, they may prefer to eat something salty, so…
He Ruge selected the target from the dazzling array of porridge products.
It's up to you, preserved egg and lean meat porridge!
Afraid that the porridge in the Love Mall was not enough, He Ruge specially bought a preserved egg. He pushed open the door and entered, and greeted the big white tiger who was standing by the door early: "Good morning~"
After the big white tiger roared reservedly, he looked curiously at the lunch box that singer He Ruli brought, and asked, "What is this?"
"This is a snack for you, don't you get tired of eating nutrient solution every day?" He Ruge opened the lunch box and took out the warm preserved egg lean meat porridge and unpeeled preserved eggs.
greasy
Xi Guican thought about this issue seriously, and found that he was not tired of it. Eating is just eating for him, he will not have the desire to speak, and the pleasure brought by satiety can already satisfy his needs.
The happiest eating is licking and singing. The kind that will never get tired of licking.
But Xi Guican didn't dare to rashly put forward his own ideas now, he could only focus on the strange rice paste in the lunch box, and even more strange black eggs that had been peeled off their shells? !
A pungent and strange smell emanated from the black egg, like the egg of a demon. The appearance is even more evil than the purple-patterned demon egg that Qiong Qi turned into after his death.
Like a terrible villain.
"It's called a preserved egg." He Ruge pointed out the little snowflakes on the dark and bright preserved egg to Xi Guican, "Nuo, there are little snowflakes on it, isn't it cute?"
The big white tiger fell into contemplation at the preserved eggs, and he began to wonder if He Ruge praised him as cute and called him baby because He Ruge himself liked bad guys like them...
Maybe when he was a monster full of purple lines back then, when he met He Ruge, He Ruge would also praise her cuteness in the palm of his hand.
The big white tiger, who couldn't help but put himself into the preserved egg, looked at the preserved egg with a hint of friendliness towards the same kind.
Then he saw with his own eyes He Ruge broke the egg in half, stuffed one half into his mouth and ate it, and broke the other half into pieces and stirred it into the porridge.
Originally, he was still imagining that he was lying in He Ruge's palm as a demon egg, but the great white tiger hatched under He Ruge's surprised gaze rejected his idea.
"Come, take a bite." He Ruge took a mouthful of porridge with a spoon and planned to feed it to the big white tiger. He also chewed a preserved egg in his mouth that was not broken. It was indeed a bit good to eat the preserved egg raw without seasoning, but He Ruge believed that the preserved egg must taste good in porridge.
Looking at the porridge containing the corpses of the "bad guy", the big white tiger was a little hard to say. He wanted to tell He Ruge that bad guys like them are not delicious.
"Eat it quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold." Under He Ruge's urging, the big white tiger opened his big mouth aggrievedly and swallowed the porridge in one gulp.
The big white tiger who resisted the preserved egg took a few mouthfuls melancholy. When the tip of his tongue tasted the wonderful taste, the big white tiger's expression changed slightly, and he... chewed a few more mouthfuls.
"Is it delicious?" Under He Ruge's expectant gaze, the big white tiger hesitated for a while, and finally nodded according to his inner thoughts.
However, after eating this bowl of porridge, the big white tiger, who was condemned in conscience, silently squatted in the corner to confess himself.
Sorry, I really am a badass. Even think other bad guys are delicious.
But like everyone praised me before, although I eat good demons, I also eat bad demons, so I am really poor and curious who only punishes evil and promotes good.
The author has something to say: Small Theater:
Poor Qi: The bad guy is so delicious, eat it in one bite
People who eat melons who don't know the truth: he is actually a poor curiosity who punishes evil and promotes good