Chapter 755: Hatching the Little Man

After the drop of blood belonging to Meng Xiang fell into the red liquid, it sank directly. In an instant, the red liquid surging in the container completely returned to peace, without even a ripples.

Meng Xiang looked at the spherical solution floating in front of him, his expression seemed serious, and he seemed to be concerned about the changes in the red liquid in the container. His eyes were sharp, and he seemed to be able to see through all the secrets in the red liquid.

Time passed by minute by minute, and in a blink of an eye, almost a quarter of an hour had passed. The red liquid in the container did not change at all, and it still looked calm.

A trace of suspicious light flashed in Meng Xiang's eyes. I don't know if it was because of the fact that the red liquid in the container had not changed or that it had changed. He frowned and thought about it, and once again poked out the index finger of his left hand, and soon a drop of blood appeared on his fingertips again.

Compared with the first drop of blood that was forced out from the fingertips, the color of this time the blood drop was purer, bright red and seemed to be able to emit light, but the most eye-catching thing was the golden color flashing in the blood drops, which appeared and disappeared in the blood drops, like a group of little fish swimming happily.

Meng Xiang looked at the blood dripping on his fingertips, his eyes flashed, and his fingers gently flicked, and the blood dripping dripped a graceful light red arc in the air, landing accurately in the ball container, just in the middle of the liquid level, unbiased and not bad at all. The blood dripping immediately sank when it touched the red liquid, without a ripple, silently, like raindrops falling on the sand.

Gudu... The second drop of blood just sank into the red liquid less than three seconds, and the red liquid in the entire container tumbling, gurgling, like boiling water. And as time goes by, the red liquid tumbling became more and more powerful, and the droplets began to splash out. Fortunately, the whirlwind at the beginning of the container had not completely dissipated, and the splashing droplets were pulled back before they had time to fly out.

More! Meng Xiang frowned and pointed his hand at the ball container containing liquid. A faint crystal light flashed on the surface of the container. Then the container began to grow rapidly. In a blink of an eye, it reached half a person's height, but the beginning of the container did not increase, and it was still the size of a fist...

As the volume of the container increased, and the opening did not increase, although the boiling degree of the red liquid continued to intensify, few droplets could splash out. Meng Xiang began to concentrate on checking the changes in the container, his face calm and his eyes were still moving, and he could not know what he was thinking in his heart.

After about two minutes, when a faint red mist appeared in the container, a series of bangs suddenly sounded, and the red liquid splashed everywhere, turning the inside of the container into a red color. The situation inside was no longer visible, and even a stream of red liquid gushed out from the narrow opening of the container like a fountain, rising to more than two feet high.

Meng Xiang's eyes moved the rising blood-red liquid column, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face, as if his reaction was what he was willing to see. The ball container seemed to have some strange magic. No matter how high the red liquid rising from the opening was, there was no record of a drop of liquid splashing, it automatically flew back to the liquid column.

After a quarter of an hour, the red liquid finally stopped boiling, and there was no sound of banging explosion in the container. Soon, all the red liquid hanging inside the container slid to the bottom of the container, and the entire container once again returned to clear, transparent and shiny, spotless.

At this time, the red liquid in the container also changed and became viscous, like batter, and even solidified in some places, with a shape similar to jelly.

Meng Xiang stretched out his index finger that had two drops of blood and made a rotation move. The ball-shaped container slowly turned. His eyes stared at the substance in the container tightly, and his expression became a little solemn.

Less than a minute later, Meng Xiang's solemn expression slowly calmed down, and he gradually smiled. From the smile, he could see that he was quite satisfied.

After letting the ball container slowly rotate in front of him for a week, the slashing speed of the fingers that directed the container to rotate suddenly increased, and the speed of the container rotated increased rapidly, drippingly, and became faster and faster. Later, even though his fingers had stopped, the speed of the container rotated still increased.

After five minutes, the container finally stopped, but the substance inside it changed again and turned into liquid again. However, the shape changed significantly, transparent, although it was still slightly red, but its transparency was higher than water.

In the transparent liquid, you can clearly see golden threads swimming quickly, suddenly east, suddenly thin, and appear very agile. However, if someone looks carefully and has a sharp look, you will find that the golden threads are not simple, and they are actually dragon-shaped. Although they are very small, they are specific and small. They all have everything that dragons have, and they look very realistic. If they are enlarged, they will be considered a group of dragons without anyone having doubts.

After carefully looking at the red liquid in the container, Meng Xiang nodded, waved his hand, the small tank-like ball object flew in front of him and gently landed on his palm. Then he pulled his arm and actually brought the container in his hand to his mouth.

Gudong Gudong... Meng Xiang actually started to drink the strange liquid in the container in big gulps. In a blink of an eye, all the liquid was completely drunk by Meng Xiang. A comfortable expression appeared on his face. The expression was that a drunkard suddenly drank a large jar of fine wine, and it felt so happy.

Suddenly, a red flame rose on Meng Xiang's body, which instantly completely wrapped him up. At first glance, he seemed to have turned into a big torch, but there was no trace of pain on Meng Xiang's face. On the contrary, he seemed very comfortable.

The flames continued to burn, but there was no trace of burning on Meng Xiang's clothes and hair and eyebrows. However, a stream of gray-black smoke came out of his body. After a while, it gradually faded until it disappeared completely. As the smoke completely disappeared, the flames that enveloped Meng Xiang quickly extinguished.

Before Meng Xiang was burned by the flames, there was a clear change, and he looked very clean, his skin also showed a moist light, and even had a slightly transparent feeling, just like pure jade, but it could not give people a fragile feeling. On the contrary, a very thick and strong feeling can be clearly felt from his body.

"Okay!" Meng Xiang gently exclaimed, raised his arm in front of him, looked carefully, and showed a satisfied look. After a while, he poked out the index finger of his left hand again. After a while, a drop of blood beads about the size of a soybean appeared on his fingertips.

The blood that was forced out by Meng Xiang this time was obviously different from before. It was almost translucent and its viscosity also decreased a lot. From one side, you can clearly see the other side, which looked very pure, somewhat similar to the liquid obtained after mixing his blood and the red liquid.

His fingers slashed, and strange patterns were drawn out of thin air in the air, and then all of the patterns flew towards the drop of blood, just like sugar scattered in water, disappearing without a trace in an instant, but the volume of the blood drop was increasing rapidly.

About a meal passed, and the blood had absorbed thousands or tens of thousands of patterns, and its volume increased many times, reaching the size of an egg.

The larger blood not only has the same size as the egg, but also looks very similar to the egg. It is wrapped with a thin hard shell, which is light red. There are also some exquisite patterns on the outside of the hard shell, which keeps lit up. If you look closely, you will find that the patterns on the hard shell are completely composed of strange patterns drawn by Meng Xiang’s air-flowing fingers.

Meng Xiang quietly looked at the red ball floating in front of him, his expression slightly complicated, as if he was worried and expectant, and he couldn't explain it clearly for a while.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, a cup of hot tea had passed. Suddenly, a crisp cracking sound came into Meng Xiang's ears, which made his spirit suddenly feel excited, and his eyes staring at the small ball lit up.

The sound of cracking seemed to be a signal, followed by a series of cracking sounds. At the same time, cracks appeared on the small ball in front of Meng Xiang, and more and more. In a short while, it was covered with spider-web-like cracks.

Click, accompanied by a louder sound of shattering, the small ball completely shattered, and thin pieces flew everywhere. A villain less than two inches appeared where the ball was originally staying, wearing a light red dress, looking very neat. Moreover, his appearance was exactly the same as Meng Xiang, not only in a similar shape, but also in a similar spirit. If the two were not too different in size, they would probably make mistakes even if they were very familiar with Meng Xiang.

The villain clasped his fists at Meng Xiang. Although he didn't say anything, he acted as awaiting the appointment. Meng Xiang did not mean to be polite to the little one. He pointed to the extremely small hole on the wall that ordinary people could not see at all, and said one word: "Go!"

The little man nodded, his body shook, turned into a faint red light, flew straight towards the small hole, flashed in, and disappeared soon. I really didn't know that he had entered the small hole that was so many times smaller than his actual size.

Almost as the little man entered the hole, Meng Xiang gently closed his eyes, and then he "sees" an image of a red light moving forward quickly along a winding tunnel. The red one is the little Meng Xiang hatched from the small ball, and the tunnel was a passage that Meng Xiang used his knife to drill out on the wall.

The reason why the passage is curved and twisted is that Meng Xiang had no choice but to do it, because there are various restrictions inside the dark red wall. Meng Xiang didn't know what would happen once it was touched, but his intuition told him that there would definitely be no good things, so he made the decision to avoid all restrictions.

But when Meng Xiang really did that, he realized that things were far more complicated than he thought. The restrictions on dark red walls were obviously from the work of famous artists, layered and intertwined. It was difficult to find a gap, that is, he would never be able to complete the task of digging a hole if another person was.

The villain advanced very quickly. In a blink of an eye, he approached the entrance of the passage. At this time, his speed not only did not decrease, but accelerated, turning into a stream of light that could not be captured by the naked eye and shot out from the passage entrance. Without stopping at all, he plunged into the tumbling sea of ​​blood.

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