The 554th chapter of the golden blood (2)

The tone of the tower is very excited, and his face is full of excitement. At the Kargas Academy, Jian Chen was his best brother, especially the scene where the two men used to hunt Warcraft. It is an unforgettable memory that can never be forgotten.

Jian Chen, this somewhat delicate figure was wrapped in a tower like a black bear, and suddenly felt a great force to tie himself in, and felt the strong and powerful arms of the tower. A burst of horror, compared with a few years ago, the strength of the tower is now significantly increased, and his body, which has been tempered by the power of chaos, is somewhat unbearable.

Jian Chen gently pushed the tower away, looking at the big man like a black bear in front of his eyes, his heart was secretly screaming, exclaimed: "Iron, a few years ago, your head and me are not much different, no I think that you are growing so high now."

The iron tower quickly calmed down and wrapped around the back of his head with his hands. He laughed and said: "I don't know what happened. In the past two years, the longer the two years have been." Here, what the tower seems to think of, There was a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

The worries in the eyes of the tower were captured by Jian Chen. Jian Chen immediately asked: "The tower, if you have any troubles, tell me, I will help you solve it."

"It's okay, Jian Chen, you are here for the first time, come to my house, sit down, sit in my room." The right hand of the tower is placed on the shoulder of Jian Chen, holding the shoulder of Jian Chen. The cabin in the distance went, just a few steps away, the tower suddenly noticed that the standing east was almost ignored by him. He smiled and said with a sigh of relief: "Jian Chen, this is your friend!"

Jian Chen smiled and introduced: "This is Ming Dong, my best friend."

The other arm of the tower was intimately holding the song, and said with enthusiasm: "Since it is the brother of Changyang Xiangtian, that is the brother of my tower, the Mingdong brothers, go to the house to sit."

"The sunspot, come home to the guests."

"Big man, these two are your friends."

"Big brother, who are these two big brothers."

At this time, the surrounding village names were also curiously surrounded by people. The names of the towers were inconsistent, and they were very casual.

The tower showed a thick smile on the face, and they greeted the village names. After bidding farewell to the crowd, they then walked into a wooden house with Jian Chen and Ming Dong.

The wooden house is large in size and is divided into six areas, namely the kitchen for cooking, the living room for eating, and the four resting houses. The tower is for one person, and one of his sisters lives, grandparents. I lived in one room, and there was a room where the grandfather of the tower was living. It was an ordinary old man who had lived in his 150s and could not be holy.

The tower took Jian Chen and Ming Dong to sit down at a table, and immediately took out a pool of the most common rice wine and a large piece of already cold barbecue to entertain Jian Chen and Ming Dong.

"Changyang Xiangtian, Mingdong, our family is not richer than the city, can only come up with these things to entertain you." Looking at the table that looks a bit shabby rice wine and barbecue, the tower is very embarrassed to laugh, look 尴尬Very incomparable.

Both Jian Chen and Ming Dong are not picky people. They waved their hands and spoke a few words of politeness, and then they ate together and ate them, although the taste was really not good, but After all, it is the heart of the tower, and then how to say it.

Jian Chen put a piece of barbecue in the mouth and looked at the tower. He said in an ambiguous tone: "Iron, I heard that you left Cargas College two years ago. You have never been back, are you? What's the matter at home?"

Hearing the words, the face of the tower changed slightly, and the look of fear appeared in his eyes, and he couldn’t speak.

Jian Chen swallowed the final barbecue, his eyes fixed on the tower, his face said seriously: "Iron, you have to tell me what difficulties you have encountered, do you not regard me as a brother."

The tower looked anxious, and waved his hand and said: "No, Changyang Xiangtian, don't misunderstand, you have always been the best brother of my tower."

"Then you have encountered any difficulties, say it, maybe I can help you solve it." Jian Chen asked, he was already convinced that the tower must have encountered difficulties, the tower is one of his most recognized friends, now that he has met Difficulties, Jian Chen feels that he will not sit idly by.

"Iron Tower, you can tell Jian Chen if you have any difficulties. You can rest assured that the current Jian Chen is not the one who was still fooling around at Kagas College a few years ago. In the Kingdom of Gessen today, there is really no sword. The dust can't solve the problem." Ming Dong also said, the tower is so honest and honest, so that Mingdong is the same as the original Jian Chen, and the heart has already recognized the friend of the tower. Because this kind of honest and honest, simple friends are easier to get along with those who are mentally minded and heavy, and don't have to be there anytime and anywhere to be stunned.

The hesitation of the tower looked like it was difficult to make up his mind. He stood there and hesitated for a long time. Finally he finally made up his mind and bit his teeth: "Changyang Xiangtian, Mingdong, it is not convenient to talk here, we go to the mountains. Let's go."

"Row!"

Jian Chen and the two did not hesitate to stand up, and then a group of three people stepped up the hillside and walked to the depths of the mountain for ten kilometers before stopping.

"Is the tower, what is it, even going to a place so far away from home." Ming Dong asked curiously.

The tower was full of thoughts, and the eyebrows were full of sorrow. He carefully looked at it and looked at it. He became very cautious. After confirming no one, the tower was relieved and hesitated for a moment. Said: "Changyang Xiangtian, what color do you say human blood?"

"Do you still ask this question, of course it is red, what do you ask this question?" Jian Chen looked confused.

"In addition to red, is there any other color?" asked the tower again.

"Yes, but this will only appear on Warcraft." Jian Chen replied.

"The blood of other colors will not appear on humans." The tower suddenly became very nervous.

The voice of the tower just fell, and Mingdong replied subconsciously: "Of course it won't be, at least I have never heard of it." When it came to this, Mingdong seemed to realize what it was, looked at the tower with amazement and asked: "Iron, how do you ask us such a weird question, is it..."

Jian Chen also realized what he was, and looked at the tower with amazement.

The tower painfully held his head, and the eyebrows looked like a sad look. "Yangyang Xiangtian, Mingdong, I told you this secret, you must never tell others, this secret does not even know my mother." ""

Both Jian Chen and Ming Dong nodded solemnly at the same time.

"It is estimated that you have already guessed that my blood is not red, but only the blood of another color that other Warcraft has, plus my body, you said, I will not really be human." Said with a painful face.

Both Ming Dong and Jian Chen glanced at each other. The eyes of the two men were shocked and unbelievable. The words of the tower were like a blue sky in their minds. Both of them have been unable to calm for a long time.

What color is human blood? This is almost even a three-year-old child can answer correctly. It must be red. It is impossible to have blood of other colors, because other colors of blood have appeared in Warcraft. Not encountered in humans.

"Impossible, how can human blood be other colors, iron tower, are you mistaken, or you don't know the color." After a brief shock, Ming Dong immediately shouted and couldn't believe it. Look.

"No, although my tower is a rough one, but I still have a clear color. If you don't believe it, you can take a look at my arm." The tower said with some pain, the color of the blood has been abnormal. Tortured him because he was afraid that he was a monster.

Nothing hesitated, Mingdong immediately picked up a fallen leaf from the ground and made a stroke on the arm of the tower, but only left a shallow trace on the black and thick arm of the tower. Did not scratch.

Mingdong looked awkward and opened his mouth and exclaimed: "I rely, no, how thick your skin is." Although Mingdong took only a leaf, the leaves contained a powerful force, which was sharp. Even the iron swords are far from being able to compare with them. Such a sharp weapon, even the skin of the tower is not scratched, which shows how strong the body of the tower is.

Jian Chen was also shocked by the mighty body of the tower, although he knew that the body of the tower was very strong a few years ago, but it was far from reaching such an exaggeration.

"I usually meet those beasts when I go hunting in the mountains. I will stand there and let them bite. They will not bite me." The tower said, quite a bit self-satisfied.

"I will try again!" Mingdong does not believe in evil, picking up a leaf again, a more powerful force of the Holy Spirit enters the leaves, and then draws again on the arm of the tower.

The result of this time is better than just getting a little better, but it only scratches the outermost layer of skin on the arm of the tower. It is very shallow, and even a trace of blood does not flow out.

"You skin is really too thick, almost comparable to the physical strength of the fifth-order Warcraft, I think if you do not use the sacred soldiers, it is difficult to let you see the blood." Ming Dong said with amazement.

"Let me come!" Jian Chen grabbed an arm of the tower, and a trace of purple green sword shot from the tip of his finger, and then gently stroked.

In front of Ziqing Jianqi, the powerful body of the tower is fragile as if it were a piece of tofu. It was cut through a wound without any effort. Immediately, a golden liquid flowed from the arm of the tower.

Looking at the golden blood flowing out of the tower, Jian Chen and Ming Dong suddenly became sluggish, their eyes fixed on the golden blood, and their faces were incredible. The blood of the tower is really not red, but golden.