The road back to the rest area was in the other direction of the wasteland. Pruno and Jingxia needed to cross the wasteland full of broken eggs first. The man and the insect walked on the wasteland, chatting along the way.
During the conversation, Jing Xia also asked about the liquid in the pool. He felt it was the blood of some creature.
"Yes, it contains the blood of an adult blood-striped insect."
Blood Pool - also known as the Holy Pool among the Bloodline Zerg.
When each blood-veined insect reaches adulthood, it will inject a stream of its own blood into the blood pool. After hatching, the larvae are red all over, but have no markings on their bodies. Only after soaking in the blood pool many times will the markings gradually appear on their bodies. This is also the origin of the name of the blood-veined insect.
The larvae can obtain energy to break through the metamorphosis period in the blood of adult bloodworms, and can also recover after being injured.
The real blood pool is of course within the tribe. The one in Elfa's palace was dug out by Elfa and Liuno themselves. It used to contain the blood of Liuno and Elfa, but now it only contains the blood of Elfa, in order to recover from the injuries of this blood-striped worm who lives alone, fights frequently, and is still in the metamorphosis stage.
After he finished speaking, the man and the bug just happened to see the grayish-white highway. Jing Xia told Pruno that there was no need to send him off, as he could go back by himself.
"Do you remember the way?"
"Remember"
Jing Xia nodded. He was not like Feng Zhuo, a poor naive person who could even get lost in his own forest.
"You go back first and have some rest."
"Okay, you too."
Pruno no longer insisted on sending him off, and turned around, transformed into his original form, and crawled all the way back.
After making sure that Pruno would not look back, Jing Xia quickly ran towards the rest area. His toes seemed to leave the ground and the sound of the wind was in his ears.
Flying all the way, from the wasteland to the edge of the city full of technology, from the yellow sand to the metal jungle.
Jing Xia hid his figure and avoided the security check at the edge of the city, as well as the Zerg soldiers who were also hiding and patrolling in secret.
Huh? Why did he seem to see a figure that looked like Ji Wu?
He leaped into the air, chose a taller building and stood on its top, overlooking the Zerg city that was silent in the night.
Although they possess technology far superior to that of the Empire, they have also retained various primitive items, such as paper documents, bare-knuckle dueling arenas, and various ethnic customs.
Although he is powerful, his emotions are as cold as his blood, and his personality is cruel and warlike, but he also has another side of softness and emotion.
It's really a bit strange... just like these guys in the gap are strange.
They all appear to be fearless in public, and some even love to destroy the world. However, they can reveal their warm, easy-going and even kind side in small moments.
After enjoying the Zerg night breeze for a while and deep in thought, Jing Xia suddenly remembered that there was a trouble waiting for him to solve in the bedroom. He pulled his hair down in distress and quickly rushed to the rest area.
Don’t forget to put your hands together and pray!
I hope Mumu is asleep!
Unfortunately, his hopes were shattered.
Jing Xia quietly slipped into the rest area, passed by the doors of Milje and August, stood outside his own door, and listened carefully. He could only hear the steady breathing of the other two people as they fell asleep, and there was no movement inside his own door.
Thinking something was wrong, he pushed the door open like a thief and saw a young man sitting at the foot of the bed opposite the door. He was wearing Jingxia's spare pajamas with his arms folded across his chest, and his eyes were slightly red.
"You haven't slept yet..." Why does it feel like you've cried before?
Iriels, in his youthful form, looked coldly at the guilty-looking bad dragon cub who had forgotten him in the resting place.
"Waiting for someone to come back who said they'd take me with them but forgot me at home."
Why did he change his clothes after fighting?
Sniffing his nose, Iriels frowned in disgust. Why did he still smell like bloodworms all over his body?
Picking up the pajamas and bath towel beside her, Yirui pushed Jingxia to the bathroom door.
"Go take a shower and go to bed."
"Ah! But I'm in Prunona..."
Jing Xia's next words, in the eyes of Yi Rui's obviously angry and constricted pupils
Li swallowed it silently, took the clothes obediently, and took his second bath of the night before dawn.
As I was washing, I felt something was wrong. Didn't I just forget to bring him? He didn't do anything else, and why should Iriels care about him?
Jing-style rebellion.jgp
Jingxia came out of the bathroom steaming all over, holding a bath towel and was about to argue with Yirui.
The other person was holding a clean towel and sitting at the foot of the bed, waving at Jing Xia.
"Let me help you dry it. You can't use the dryer right now."
"Hmph, no need."
Jing Xia used his mental strength to evaporate the remaining moisture from his hair, and walked towards the bed with his cheeks puffed out.
After being rejected, Iriels didn't say anything. He just put down the towel in his hand, stood up and sat at the head of the bed, lifting the corner of the quilt.
"Go to sleep. You still have classes during the day."
Jing Xia wanted to grasp Yi Rui's theory, but was confused by the other party's calm attitude. Couldn't he blame him?
He huddled into the quilt with a confused look in his eyes. Before he could come out of his thoughts, the bed beside him collapsed and Yirui lay down in it, his arms naturally resting on Jingxia's waist through the quilt.
Jing Xia was no longer confused. He widened his eyes and turned his head to look at the guy who was snatching his pillow and quilt like a robber.
Ever since he was able to transform, he has never slept with anyone else! (Those in beast form don't count)
The silver tips of Iriel's hair glowed faintly in the darkness, making his delicate face look as beautiful as a carefully crafted work of art.
Jing Xia turned his head sideways, not looking at the hair that made him feel itchy. The guy with a strong presence next to him made him unable to sleep, and he could only rack his brains to think of a topic.
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